Once, poets were magicians. Poets were strong, stronger than warriors or kings — stronger than old hapless gods. And they will be strong once again.
Greg BearThe poet, therefore, is truly the thief of fire.
He is responsible for humanity, for animals even; he will have to make sure his visions can be smelled, fondled, listened to; if what he brings back from beyond has form, he gives it form; if it has none, he gives it none. A language must be found…of the soul, for the soul and will include everything: perfumes, sounds colors, thought grappling with thought
Freud thought that a psychosis was a waking dream, and that poets were daydreamers too, but I wonder if the reverse is not as often true, and that madness is a fiction lived in like a rented house
William H. GassMots clés poetry madness poets
Poets are interested primarily in death and commas.
Carolyn KizerMots clés poetry death poets carolyn commas kizer
I suppose I'm saying that defiance is actually part of the lyric job
Seamus HeaneyMots clés poetry poets prosody
From oriole to crow, note the decline
In music. Crow is realist. But, then,
Oriole, also, may be realist.
Mots clés poets
A pear should come to the table popped with juice,
Ripened in warmth and served in warmth. On terms
Like these, autumn beguiles the fatalist.
Poetry is a finikin thing of air
That lives uncertainly and not for long
Yet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs.
We say God and the imagination are one . . .
How high that highest candle lights the dark.
Mots clés poetry poets prosody
Children picking up our bones
Will never know that these were once
As quick as foxes on the hill;
Mots clés poets
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