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A Quote by Rainer Maria Rilke on poet

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If your daily life seems poor, do not blame it, blame yourself for you are not poet enough to call forth its riches.

Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 - 1926)

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A Quote by Bruce Whiteman on poet, poetry, and writing

The poet discovers himself alone on a darkened stage, suffering temporary amnesia. What terror not to be able to remember or to imagine what you wanted to say. A language dysfunction, a disease of imagination's present time. The expectant audience sits unmoving and utterly silent. A small asexual voice offstage prompts the first words of a monologue in whispers, and the poet begins to speak, a time-delayed recitation of the future. A light at the back of his head comes on and moves to direct his footsteps as the ghostly unembodied voice continues to prompt him. When it stops, he asks himself: 'What was I saying, what was it I wanted to say? This is a play I am making up and someone is directing me from the wings. I want to scratch at the back of my head where the light is coming from, but it only gutters when I swing my hand and remains out of reach. There is a silence you choose and a silence that descends on you when the prompter decides to make you nervous, and that is terrifying. I cannot memorize what I will think to say when it tells me. It is so unnewtonian it takes your breath away."

Bruce Whiteman

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A Quote by W.H. Auden on poet, passion, language, and auden

A poet, is before anything else, a person who is passionately in love with language. 

W.H. Auden (1907 - 1973)

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A Quote by Alice Malsenior Walker on womenswisdom, american writer, poet, and activist

It's so clear that you have to cherish everyone. I think that's what I get from these older black women, that every soul is to be cherished, that every flower is to bloom."

Alice Walker (1944 -)

Contributed by: Peridot

A Quote by Maya Angelou on womens wisdom, american writer, poet, and activist

The night has been long,
The wound has been deep,
The pit has been dark,
And the walls have been steep.

Maya Angelou (1928 -)

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A Quote by Maya Angelou on womens wisdom, american writer, poet, actor, and activist

We allow our ignorance to prevail upon us and make us think we can survive alone, alone in patches, alone in groups, alone in races, even alone in genders.

Maya Angelou (1928 -)

Source: - Address to Centenary College of Louisiana (March 1990)

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A Quote by Maya Angelou on womenswisdom, american writer, poet, and activist

Love life, engage in it, give it all you've got. love it with a passion, because life truly does give back, many times over, what you put into it.

Maya Angelou (1928 -)

Contributed by: Peridot

A Quote by Joy Harjo on womenswisdom and poet

"a woman can't survive
by her own breath
alone
she must know
the voices of mountains"

Joy Harjo

Source: "Fire"

Contributed by: Peridot

A Quote by Laurence Overmire on war, iran, hatred, intolerance, militarism, violence, poet, poetry, art, god, and glory

The Iranian Girl

There's a hole in the ground
A moving of earth, now made
A sad depression
Where once she played in
Puddle-rain
Splashing with the joy that comes
From child-like feet

The sound is still here
In the air, the breeze yet carrying
The secret laughter
That haunts the waking hours of those
Who've lost the way

How vain to think that
Memory can be erased

All will remember
No one escapes

I wonder if she saw it
The moment before
Her hair still flying free
The metal catching that last
Pure glint of sun

Did she hear the explosion
That made no sense
Did she feel
Her body come apart
And fall like dust, too soon

Does anyone ask
Whatever she felt, whatever she dreamed
Her dreaming time is gone
And no lofty word of God or
Glory will ever make it right

Dare to listen and you will
Hear her
Dare to open your eyes and see

The Iranian girl
No different
Like you, like me.

Laurence Overmire

Source: Poet, Playwright, Actor, Educator, Genealogist

Contributed by: WideAwake

A Quote by Laurence Overmire on poem, poetry, poet, art, endangered species, earth, wildlife, and planet

ODE TO AN ENDANGERED SPECIES

Will you not leave us here too long
We have not paid attention
To squander the best of the world
A pity we do not understand
Ourselves
No more you fly in the wind
No more the buoyant ripples on a pristine pool
The splash of color in a worn-tore land
No more
The survivor's sad lament
Yet no weeping will there be when
Your perfect, singular form
Vanishes
The muted salting of a wounded Earth
And all that is and all that ever was will
In some way be
Diminished
For the loss, though unnoticed
Will be recognized
In the stillness of eternal night.

Laurence Overmire

Source: Poet, Playwright, Actor, Educator, Genealogist

Contributed by: WideAwake

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