Occupation: Poet Birth: March 26, 1874 Death: January 29, 1963
Not yesterday I learned to know The love of bare November days Before the coming of the snow..
Scholars and artists thrown together are often annoyed at the puzzle of where they differ. Both work from knowledge; but I suspectthey differ most im….
That day she put our heads together, Fate had her imagination about her, Your head so much concerned with outer, Mine with inner, weather..
Nations like the Cuban and the Swiss Can never hope to wage a Global Mission. No Holy Wars for them. The most the small Can ever give us is a nuisanc….
We can make a little order where we are, and then the big sweep of history on which we can have no effect doesn't overwhelm us. We do it with colors,….
The sidelong glance is what you depend on..
The strongest and most effective force in guaranteeing the long-term maintenance of power is not violence in all the forms deployed by the dominant t….
Unless you are educated in metaphor, you are not safe to be let loose in the world..
A breeze discovered my open book And began to flutter the leaves to look.
Poetry is what is lost in translation. It is also what is lost in interpretation..
And of course there must be something wrong In wanting to silence any song..
One age is like another for the soul..
Before now poetry has taken notice Of wars, and what are wars but politics Transformed from chronic to acute and bloody?.
I am one who has been acquainted with the night.
The reason artists show so little interest In public freedom is because the freedom They've come to feel the need of is a kind No one can give them t….
Have courage and a little willingness to venture and be defeated..
Tree at my window, window tree, My sash is lowered when night comes on; But let there never be curtain drawn Between you and me..
One of the hardest things in life to accept is a called third strike..
Sarcastic Science, she would like to know, In her complacent ministry of fear, How we propose to get away from here When she has made things so we….
He thought that I was after him for a feather--- The white one in his tail: like one who takes everything said as personal to himself..
Courage is the human virtue that counts most-courage to act on limited knowledge and insufficient evidence. That's all any of us have..