The Poetry Pharmacy Quotes

“Two cures for love

1. Don't see him. Don't phone or write a letter.
2. The easy way: Get to know him better.”
― Wendy Cope, The Poetry Pharmacy: Tried-and-True Prescriptions for the Mind, Heart and Soul

“OK,’ they say: ‘things have been bad. They may be bad again; they may not. In the meantime, let’s take heart with the day. Let’s begin again and see what happens.”
― William Sieghart, The Poetry Pharmacy: Tried-and-True Prescriptions for the Heart, Mind and Soul

“Atlas

There is a kind of love callend maintenance,
Which stores the WD40 and knows when to use it;

Which checks the insurance, and doesn't forget
The milkman; which remembers to plant bulbs;

Which answers letters; which knows the way
The money goes; which deals with dentists

And Road Fund Tax and meeting trains,
And postcards to the lonely; which upholds

The permanently rickety elaborate
Structures of living; which is Atlas.

And maintenance is the sensible side of love,
Which knows what time and weather are doing
To my brickwork; insulates my faulty wiring;
Laughs at my dryrotten jokes; remembers
My need for gloss and grouting; which keeps
My suspect edifice upright in air,
As Atlas did the sky.”
― U.A. Fanthorpe, The Poetry Pharmacy: Tried-and-True Prescriptions for the Mind, Heart and Soul

“Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscapes, over the prairies and the deep trees, the mountains and the rivers.”
― Mary Oliver, The Poetry Pharmacy: Tried-and-True Prescriptions for the Mind, Heart and Soul

“Fetch? Balls and sticks capture my attention
seconds at a time. Catch? I don’t think so.
Bunny, tumbling leaf, a squirrel who’s—oh
joy—actually scared. Sniff the wind, then

I’m off again: muck, pond, ditch, residue
of any thrillingly dead thing. And you?
Either you’re sunk in the past, half our walk,
thinking of what you never can bring back,

or else you’re off in some fog concerning
—tomorrow, is that what you call it? My work:
to unsnare time’s warp (and woof!), retrieving,
my haze-headed friend, you. This shining bark,

a Zen master’s bronzy gong, calls you here,
entirely, now: bow-wow, bow-wow, bow-wow.”
― Mark Doty, The Poetry Pharmacy: Tried-and-True Prescriptions for the Mind, Heart and Soul

“You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise.”
― Maya Angelou, The Poetry Pharmacy: Tried-and-True Prescriptions for the Mind, Heart and Soul

“It’s in the reach of my arms, The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me.”
― Maya Angelou, The Poetry Pharmacy: Tried-and-True Prescriptions for the Mind, Heart and Soul

“remember that no poem deserves only a single visit.”
― William Sieghart, The Poetry Pharmacy: Tried-and-True Prescriptions for the Mind, Heart and Soul

“It shows how a leap into the unknown – whether it’s a bungee jump or a marriage proposal – can lead to joy, not disaster. Come to the Edge by Christopher Logue Come to the edge. We might fall. Come to the edge. It’s too high! COME TO THE EDGE! And they came, And he pushed, And they flew.”
― William Sieghart, The Poetry Pharmacy: Tried-and-True Prescriptions for the Heart, Mind and Soul