Occupation: Poet Birth: February 28, 1909 Death: July 16, 1995
My single pair of eyes Contain the universe they see; Their mirrored multiplicity Is packed into a hollow body Where I reflect the many, in my one..
When I saw photographs of children murdered by the Fascist, I felt furious pity. When the supporters of Franco talked of Red atrocities, I merely fel….
Although Poets are vain and ambitious, their vanity and ambition are of the purest kind attainable in this world. They are ambitious to be accepted f….
Memory exercised in a particular way is a natural gift of poetic genius. The poet above all else, is a person who never forgets certain sense impress….
Sometimes when I am writing, I am aware of a rhythm, a dance, a fury, which is as yet empty of words..
But reading is not idleness?it is the passive, receptive side of civilization without which the active and creative world would be meaningless. It is….
Whatever happens, I shall never be alone, I shall always have a fare, an affair, or a revolution..
One type of concentration is immediate and complete, as it was with Mozart. The other is plodding and only completed in stages, as with Beethoven. Th….
The greatest poets are those with memories so great that they extend beyond their strongest experiences to their minutest observations of people and ….
Never allow gradually the traffic to smother with noise and fog the flowering of the spirit..
I think of those who were truly great. The names of those who in their lives fought for life, Who wore at their hearts the fire's center..
All that you can imagine you already know..
There is a certain justice in criticism. The critic is like a midwife - a tyrannical midwife..
Great poetry is always written by somebody straining to go beyond what he can do..
For I had expected always Some brightness to hold in trust, Some final innocence To save from dust.
So i learned both to accept myself and to aim beyond myself.
In railway halls, on pavements near the traffic, They beg, their eyes made big by empty staring And only measuring Time , like the blank clock. No, I….
A poet has to adapt himself, more or less consciously,to the demands of his vocation, and hence the peculiarities of poets and the condition of inspi….
Paul Valery speaks of the 'une ligne donnee' of a poem. One line is given to the poet by God or by nature, the rest he has to discover for himself..
History is the ship carrying living memories to the future..
What we call the freedom of the individual is not just the luxury of one intellectual to write what he likes to write but his being a voice which can….