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poetry - Bilingual quotes that celebrate the beauty of language, showcasing meaningful expressions in two unique perspectives.
Walker Percy
If poets often commit suicide, it is not because their poems are bad but because they are good. Whoever heard of a bad poet committing suicide? The reader is only a little better off. The exhilaration of a good poem lasts twenty minutes, an hour at most.Unlike the scientist, the artist has reentry problems that are frequent and catastrophic.
Paul Beatty
When I reached the vestibule of my apartment building, the campus police closed in on me. I heard Professor Edelstein shout, it's okay, he's a poet. Matter of fact, the best black ... the best poet writing today. The cops instantly backed off. I was protected by poetic immunity. I had permission to act crazy.
Wisława Szymborska
Why are you bad hour, Do you mix with anxiety unnecessary? You are - so you have to pass. You will pass - so it's beautiful
Wisława Szymborska
After each war, someone has to clean up.
Wisława Szymborska
So what can they tell us, the writers of dream books,the scholars of oneiric signs and omens, the doctors with couches for analyses- if anything fits, it's accidental, and for one reason only, that in our dreamings, in their shadowings and gleamings, in their multiplings, inconceivablings, in their haphazardings and widescattering
Wisława Szymborska
Memories come to mind like excavated statuesthat have misplaced their heads.
Wisława Szymborska
When it comes, you'll be dreamingthat you don't need to breathe;that breathless silence isthe music of the dar
Nick Hornby
contemporary poetry is a kind of Reykjavik, a place where accessibility and intelligence have been fighting a Cold War by proxy for the last half-century.
D.H. Lawrence
I am not a mechanism, an assembly of various sections.and it is not because the mechanism is working wrongly, that I am ill.I am ill because of wounds to the soul, to the deep emotional self,and the wounds to the soul take a long, long time, only time can helpand patience, and a certain difficult repentancelong difficult repentance, realization of life's mistake, and the freeing onesel
Margaret Atwood
In the east a bank of cloud rises up silently like dark bread.
Margaret Atwood
They were wrong about the sun.It does not go down into the underworld at night.The sun leaves merelyand the underworld emerges.It can happen at any moment.It can happen in the morning,you in the kitchen going throughyour mild routines.Plate, cup, knife.All at once there's no blue, no green,no warning.
Margaret Atwood
Then there's the twoof us. This wordis far too short for us, it has onlyfour letters, too sparseto fill those deep barevacuums between the starsthat press on us with their deafness.It's not love we don't wishto fall into, but that fear.This word is not enough but it willhave to do. It's a singlevowel in this metallicsilence, a mouth that saysO again and again in wonderand pain, a breath, a fingergrip on a cliffside. You canhold on or let go.
Margaret Atwood
This world is not enough, but it will have to do. You can either hold on or let go.
Margaret Atwood
with shrunken fingerswe ate our oranges and bread,shivering in the parked car;though we know we had neverbeen there before,we knew we had been there before.
Margaret Atwood
Kill what you can't savewhat you can't eat throw outwhat you can't throw out buryWhat you can't bury give awaywhat you can't give away you must carry with you,it is always heavier than you thought.
Margaret Atwood
A truth should exist,it should not be use
Jane Yolen
Words shouldn't be dirty or cleanBut definitely sweet,On the tongue, in the mind.
Edgar Allan Poe
I have no words - alas! - to tellThe loveliness of loving well!
Edgar Allan Poe
I would define, in brief, the poetry of words as the rhythmical creation of beauty.
Brian Jacques The Legend of Luke
The young must grow oldWhilst old ones grow older.And cowards will shrinkAs the bold grow bolder.Courage may blossom in quiet hearts,For who can tell where bravery starts?Truth is a song, oft lying unsung,Some mother bird protecting her young.Those who lay down their lives for friends, The echo rolls onward, it seldom ends.Who never turned and ran, but stayed?This is a warrior, born, not made.Living in peace, aye many a season, Calm in life and sound in reason,Till evil arrives, a wicked horde Driving the warrior to pick up his swor
Orson Scott Card
someone's senta loving notein lines of returning geeseand as the moon fillsmy western chamberas petals danceover the flowing streamagain I think of youthe two of usliving a sadnessaparta hurt that can't be removedyet when my gaze comes downmy heart stays up
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by Jean Sasson
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