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Poets on Poetry
I, too,
dislike it—Marianne Moore
compiled by Borgna Brunner
I don't look on poetry
as closed works. I feel they're going on all the time in my head and I
occasionally snip off a length.
—John Ashbery, London Times (23 Aug
1984) |
I wish
our clever young poets would remember my homely definitions of prose
and poetry; prose—words in their best order; poetry—the
best words in their best order.
—Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Table Talk
(July 12, 1827) |
Poetry is
ordinary language raised to the Nth power. Poetry is boned with ideas,
nerved and blooded with emotions, all held together by the delicate,
tough skin of words.
—Paul Engle, New York Times ( 17 Feb.
1957) |
I have never started a poem whose end I knew. Writing
the poem is discovering.
—Robert Frost, New York Times (7 Nov.
1955)
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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's
that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think,
making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
—Allen Ginsberg, Ginsberg: A Biography,
Barry Miles (1989). |
Poetry is
emotion put into measure. The emotion must come by nature, but the
measure can be acquired by art.
—Thomas Hardy The Later Years of Thomas
Hardy, Florence Emily Hardy (1930). |
Poetry
should surprise by a fine excess and not by singularity—it
should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and
appear almost a remembrance.
—John Keats, Letters of John Keats,
ed. Frederick Page (1954). |
A poem should not mean. But be.
—Archibald MacLeish, "Ars
Poetica" |
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Poetry is the revelation of a feeling that the poet
believes to be interior and personal [but] which the reader recognizes
as his own. —Salvatore Quasimodo,
New York Times (14 May 1960) |
If
there's no money in poetry, neither is there poetry in money.
—Robert Graves, "Mammon," Mammon and the
Black Goddess (1965). |
Poetry is
the journal of a sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the
air. —Carl Sandburg,
Atlantic Monthly (March 1923) |
Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the
world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not
familiar. —Percy Bysshe Shelley,
A Defence of Poetry (1840)
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The forms of things
unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy
nothing A local habitation and a name.
—William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's
Dream |
The poet
is the priest of the invisible.
—Wallace Stevens, "Adagia"
(1957) |
All good
poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its
origin from emotion recollected in tranquillity.
—William Wordsworth, Lyrical Ballads,
preface (1801). |
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We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric,
but of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry.
—William Butler Yeats, "Anima Hominis,"
Essays (1924) |
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