For rigorous teachers seized my youth,
And purged its faith, and trimm'd its fire,
Show'd me the high, white star of Truth,
There bade me gaze, and there aspire.
Even now their whispers pierce the gloom:
What dost thou in this living tomb?
Mots clés poet
To write a poem you must have a streak of arrogance-- not in real life I hope. In real life try to be nice. It will save you a hell of a lot of trouble and give you more time to write.
Richard HugoMots clés poetry writing writers poets arrogance artists poet writer
In Irena’s head the alcohol plays a double role: it frees her fantasy, encourages her boldness, makes her sensual, and at the same time it dims her memory. She makes love wildly, lasciviously, and at the same time the curtain of oblivion wraps her lewdness in an all-concealing darkness. As if a poet were writing his greatest poem with ink that instantly disappears.
Milan KunderaMots clés love poetry writing sex drinking forget poet personality forgetting alchohol
I have wished you something
None of the others would....
One does not become a poet by uttering beautiful words. One becomes a poet by pouring their soul as wine into the Cup of Love.
Subhan ZeinMots clés love poetry philosophy poet philosophy-literature
It is the poet and philosopher who provide the community of objectives in which the artist participates. Their chief preoccupation, like the artist, is the expression in concrete form of their notions of reality. Like him, they deal with the verities of time and space, life and death, and the heights of exaltation as well as the depths of despair. The preoccupation with these eternal problems creates a common ground which transcends the disparity in the means used to achieve them.
Mark RothkoMots clés art philosophy expression poets artists philosophers artist poet objectives
كمن يعود من فردوس مفقود عدتُ من عناقك.
كمن يعود من بلد السيوف عدتُ من دموعك.
توثبٌ متأخرٌ بقي مثل حلمٍ بين تلك المساءات.
ثم رحتُ أُدرك الليالي.
والانكسارات.
Mots clés poet
For if it is rash to walk into a lion's den unarmed, rash to navigate the Atlantic in a rowing boat, rash to stand on one foot on top of St. Paul's, it is still more rash to go home alone with a poet.
Virginia WoolfMots clés funny poet virginia-woolf
... paint in blue and black...sometimes gray - the colors of night - occasionally I surprise you with a mustard yellow, but then, I am a poet ...
John GeddesMots clés night black poet blue yellow poetry-quotes gray
Careful there, Poet. I might start to believe you.
Libba BrayMots clés poet libba-bray the-diviners
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