How to be a Poet
(to remind myself)
i
Make a place to sit down.
Sit down. Be quiet.
You must depend upon
affection, reading, knowledge,
skill—more of each
than you have—inspiration
work, growing older, patience,
for patience joins time
to eternity…
ii
Breathe with unconditional breath
the unconditioned air.
Shun electric wire.
Communicate slowly. Live
a three-dimensional life;
stay away from screens.
Stay away from anything
that obscures the place it is in.
There are no unsacred places;
there are only sacred places
and desecrated places.
iii
Accept what comes from silence.
Make the best you can of it.
Of the little words that come
out of the silence, like prayers
prayed back to the one who prays,
make a poem that does not disturb
the silence from which it came.
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we want it visible
to show
when even the most
visible joy
will reveal itself
only when we have
transformed it within.
there’s nowhere, my love, the
world can exist
expect within.
Some minds corrode and grow inactive under the loss of personal liberty; others grow morbid and irritable; but it is the nature of the poet to become tender and imaginitive in the loneliness of confinement. He banquets upon the honey of his own thoughts, and, like the captive bird, pours forth his soul in melody.
Washington IrvingTags: imagination liberty thought confinement poet
The world holds two classes of men--intelligent men without religion, and religious men without
intelligence.
poet
Dear Gris, if there's one thing I can't abide it's a bad poet.
Cat HellisenTags: poet cat-hellisen when-the-sea-is-rising-red
Intelligence is not to make no mistakes, but quickly to see how to make them good.
Bertolt BrechtLove beauty; it is the shadow of God on the universe
Gabriela MistralTags: poet
Poetry is not an art, it's a symptom.
Michele BrentonTags: humor inspirational poetry poet contemporary
و كان لي حلم زي الناس ..
ما مديتشي الخطاوي في سكته الصعبه .. عشان يبقى ..
مافضلتش أسير و اشقى ..
عشان الحلم يتحقق ..
عشان يبقى و انا أبقى ،، فضلت العمر عالطرقة ..
و كان بدي أكون ، و بقيت ..
لكن غير اللي انا اتمنيت !!
و مرقت تحت مني سنيني تسخر مني و تعدي .
سحاب ضايع ، لا بيمطر ولا يندي .
و انطفى حلمي و نار شبابي الحي ن
و اديني عشت ميت حي ،
بدال ما اشد عمري .. شدني ،
و طواني تحته طَـيّ ..
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Intellectuals are rebels, not revolutionaries.
César VallejoTags: poet
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