We are here for what amounts to a few/hours,/a day at most./We feel around making sense of the terrain,/our own new limbs,/Bumping up against a herd of bodies/until one becomes home./Moments sweep past. The grass bends/then learns again to stand.
So much of my poetry begins with something that I can describe in visual terms, so thinking about distance, thinking about how life begins and what m… - Tracy K. Smith
So much of my poetry begins with something that I can describe in visual terms, so thinking about distance, thinking about how life begins and what m…
- Tracy K. Smith
Often it is a moment rather than an event that makes a poem. - Tracy K. Smith
Often it is a moment rather than an event that makes a poem.
time never stops, but does it end? and how many livesbefore take-off, before we find ourselves beyond ourselves, all glam-glow, all twinkle and gold? - Tracy K. Smith
time never stops, but does it end? and how many livesbefore take-off, before we find ourselves beyond ourselves, all glam-glow, all twinkle and gold?
I think tension between the intimate and the vast is at the heart of every poem by any poet, though of course the terms with which it is explored var… - Tracy K. Smith
I think tension between the intimate and the vast is at the heart of every poem by any poet, though of course the terms with which it is explored var…
For me, a poem is an opportunity to kind of interrogate myself a little bit. - Tracy K. Smith
For me, a poem is an opportunity to kind of interrogate myself a little bit.
Everything that disappears/Disappears as if returning somewhere - Tracy K. Smith
Everything that disappears/Disappears as if returning somewhere
Once I started writing all the time and interacting with poets, I made a conscious decision to identify myself as a poet. It's funny how much a singl… - Tracy K. Smith
Once I started writing all the time and interacting with poets, I made a conscious decision to identify myself as a poet. It's funny how much a singl…
We are here for what amounts to a few/hours,/a day at most./We feel around making sense of the terrain,/our own new limbs,/Bumping up against a herd … - Tracy K. Smith
We are here for what amounts to a few/hours,/a day at most./We feel around making sense of the terrain,/our own new limbs,/Bumping up against a herd …
I've been beating my head all day long on the same six lines. - Tracy K. Smith
I've been beating my head all day long on the same six lines.
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