Poem Poetry Poet Quotes

Quotes tagged as "poem-poetry-poet" (showing 1-11 of 11)
Jean Cocteau
“A true poet does not bother to be poetical. Nor does a nursery gardener scent his roses.

Jean Cocteau

Ibn Arabi
“From my insufficiency to my perfection, and from my deviation to my equilibrium
From my sublimity to my beauty, and from my splendor to my majesty
From my scattering to my gathering, and from my rejection to my communion
From my baseness to my preciousness, and from my stones to my pearls
From my rising to my setting, and from my days to my nights
From my luminosity to my darkness, and from my guidance to my straying
From my perigee to my apogee, and from the base of my lance to its tip
From my waxing to my waning, and from the void of my moon to its crescent
From my pursuit to my flight, and from my steed to my gazelle
From my breeze to my boughs, and from my boughs to my shade
From my shade to my delight, and from my delight to my torment
From my torment to my likeness, and from my likeness to my impossibility
From my impossibility to my validity, and from my validity to my deficiency.
I am no one in existence but myself,”
Ibn Arabi, The Universal Tree and the Four Birds

Delicious David
“I’m burning in despair
Love which you distanced from me
Return once again
I’ll forgive you again
Return, Page 19”
Delicious David, Dark Desires: Beginning

“... this longing inside me that never goes away, must be a poem...must be you ...”
John Geddes, A Familiar Rain

Raegan Butcher
“i have no mind/just a series of clicks”
Raegan Butcher, End of the World Graffiti

Ece Ayhan
“Hangi çocukların neye imrenmesi yalınayak şiirdir?”
Ece Ayhan

Soulla Christodoulou
“Look ahead to the bright light
Use your hopes to unfold each night
Rejoice in the struggle, stay sane
There’s always sunshine after rain”
Soulla Christodoulou, Sunshine after Rain: A Collection of Poetry

Ece Ayhan
“Öyle ölüme düşkündü ki biyoloji sıfır
bir şarkı yiyor şimdi şapkalarını orospular eksiliyor.

Ama yok ne olur ağlama böyle ama yok
şunun şurasında taramvaysız, çocuk olmak turunç olmak...”
Ece Ayhan


The passion
Is still flourishing in the branches
Yellow funny and daring red
The sun warms even in the days
Where the fog
Stubbornly in the morning
From a distance
A woodpecker knocks
Is the enemy of beauty”
sir kristian goldmund aumann

Soulla Christodoulou
“No-one saw her pinch the girl’s arm
Making her wince in pain and cry out
More than once, an agonising clout”
Soulla Christodoulou, Sunshine after Rain: A Collection of Poetry

Soulla Christodoulou
“Your eyes were on fire
You were scratching your head
Pacing the room
You were seeing red”
Soulla Christodoulou, Sunshine after Rain: A Collection of Poetry