“ Now therefore, while the youthful hue Sits on thy skin like morning dew, And while thy willing soul transpiresAt every pore with instant fires, Now let us sport us while we may, And now, like amorous… Andrew Marvell
“ He was weary of himself, of cold ideas and brain dreams. Life a poem? Not when you went about forever poetizing about your own life instead of living it. How innocuous it all was, and empty, empty, em… Jens Peter Jacobsen
“ Living is the opposite of poetry. Poetry is the recollection of living, or, more often than not, the lament of having not lived. Or worse yet, merely the contemplation of living. My advice to you, Ms.… P.S. Baber
“ And all at once the heavy nightFell from my eyes and I could see, --A drenched and dripping apple-tree,A last long line of silver rain,A sky grown clear and blue again.And as I looked a quickening gus… Edna St. Vincent Millay
“ Say to them,say to the down-keepers,the sun-slappers,the self-soilers,the harmony-hushers,"Even if you are not ready for dayit cannot always be night."You will be right.For that is the hard home-run.L… Gwendolyn Brooks
“ Don't sign your namebetween worlds,surmountthe manifold of meanings,trust the tearstain,learn to live. Paul Celan
“ Whatever you dobe gentle with yourself.you don’t just livein this worldor your homeor your skin.you also livein someone’s eyes. Sanober Khan
“ Ye are better than all the balladsThat ever were sung or said;For ye are living poems,And all the rest are dead. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
“ What makes us leave what we love best?What is it inside us that keeps erasing itselfWhen we need it most,That sends us into uncertainty for its own sakeAnd holds us flush there until we begin to love… Charles Wright
“ How dull it is to pause, to make an end,To rust unburnish’d, not to shine in use!As tho’ to breathe were life! Alfred Tennyson
“ Exhaust the little moment. Soon it dies.And be it gash or gold it will not comeAgain in this identical disguise. Gwendolyn Brooks
“ So come to the pond, or the river of your imagination, or the harbor of your longing,and put your lips to the world.And live your life. Mary Oliver
“ To the Virgins, To Make much of TimeGather ye rose-buds while ye may,Old Time is still a-flying;And this same flower that smiles today, Tomorrow will be dying.The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, The… Robert Herrick
“ Had we but world enough and time, This coyness, lady, were no crime. We would sit down, and think which way To walk, and pass our long love’s day. Andrew Marvell
“ Your life experience is a moving picture, of which you are writer, director, performer, producer and critic. T.F. Hodge
