Poetry is what gets lost in translation. |
Poetry is what gets lost in translation. |
Poetry is what gets lost in translation. It is also what is lost in interpretation. |
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words. |
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words. |
Poetry should be common in experience but uncommon in books |
Poets are like baseball pitchers. Both have their moments. The intervals are the tough things. |
Pressed into service means pressed out of shape |
So dawn goes down to day/ Nothing gold can stay. |
Some say the world will end in fire, some say in ice. |
Some say the world will end in fire,/ Some say in ice./ From what I've tasted of desire/ I hold with those who favor fire./ But if it had to perish twice,/ I think I know enough of hate/ To say that for destruction ice/ Is also great/ And would suffice. |
Something there is that doesn't love a wall |
Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I - I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference |
Style is the mind skating circles around itself as it moves forward |
Take care to sell your horse before he dies. The art of life is passing losses on. |