Gods, goddesses wear the winged head-dress of horns, as the butterfly antennae, or the erect king-cobra crest to show how the worm turns. — H.D., from “The Walls Do Not Fall  ,” Trilogy. (New Directions, 1998.) Advertisements
Strangers are endearing because you don’t know them yet. ― Dejan Stojanovic, The Sun Watches the Sun. (New Avenue Books June 13, 2012) Originally published 1999.
The curve of your eyes goes around my heart — Paul Éluard I love you with what in me is unfinished. I love you with what in me is still Changing, — Robert Bly, from “In the Month of May,” Eating the Honey of Words: New and Selected Poems. (Harper & Collins,… Continue reading Robert Bly
A love letter should come like a fresh stream from the heart, with no leaf on its current. — F. Scott Fitzgerald, “Image on the Heart.” Written in in September 1935 with the working titles “Finishing School” and “A Course in Languages.” After the Saturday Evening Post apparently declined it, it was finally published in… Continue reading F. Scott Fitzgerald
Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird I Among twenty snowy mountains, The only moving thing Was the eye of the blackbird. II I was of three minds, Like a tree In which there are three blackbirds. III The blackbird whirled in the autumn winds. It was a small part of the pantomime. IV A… Continue reading Wallace Stevens
Some people react physically to the magic of poetry, to the moments, that is, of authentic revelation, of the communication, the sharing, at its highest level…A good poem is a contribution to reality. The world is never the same once a good poem has been added to it. A good poem helps to change the… Continue reading Dylan Thomas
you are not alone, the poem said, — Louise Glück, from “October,” Averno. (Farrar, Straus and Giroux; Reprint edition February 6, 2007)