Collected Poems, 1917-1982 Quotes
Collected Poems, 1917-1982
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Collected Poems, 1917-1982 Quotes
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“Ars Poetica
A poem should be palpable and mute
As a globed fruit,
Dumb
As old medallions to the thumb,
Silent as the sleeve-worn stone
Of casement ledges where the moss has grown—
A poem should be wordless
As the flight of birds.
A poem should be motionless in time
As the moon climbs,
Leaving, as the moon releases
Twig by twig the night-entangled trees,
Leaving, as the moon behind the winter leaves,
Memory by memory the mind—
A poem should be motionless in time
As the moon climbs.
A poem should be equal to:
Not true.
For all the history of grief
An empty doorway and a maple leaf.
For love
The leaning grasses and two lights above the sea—
A poem should not mean
But be.”
― Collected Poems, 1917-1982
A poem should be palpable and mute
As a globed fruit,
Dumb
As old medallions to the thumb,
Silent as the sleeve-worn stone
Of casement ledges where the moss has grown—
A poem should be wordless
As the flight of birds.
A poem should be motionless in time
As the moon climbs,
Leaving, as the moon releases
Twig by twig the night-entangled trees,
Leaving, as the moon behind the winter leaves,
Memory by memory the mind—
A poem should be motionless in time
As the moon climbs.
A poem should be equal to:
Not true.
For all the history of grief
An empty doorway and a maple leaf.
For love
The leaning grasses and two lights above the sea—
A poem should not mean
But be.”
― Collected Poems, 1917-1982
“Around, around the sun we go:
The moon goes round the earth.
We do not die of death:
We die of vertigo.”
― Collected Poems, 1917-1982
The moon goes round the earth.
We do not die of death:
We die of vertigo.”
― Collected Poems, 1917-1982
“And here face down beneath the sun
And here upon earth's noonward height
To feel the always coming on
The always rising of the night”
― Collected Poems, 1917-1982
And here upon earth's noonward height
To feel the always coming on
The always rising of the night”
― Collected Poems, 1917-1982
