Our masks, always in peril of smearing or cracking, in need of continuous check in the mirror or silverware, keep us in thrall to ourselves, concerned with our surfaces.
Our masks, always in peril of smearing or cracking, in need of continuous check in the mirror or silverware, keep us in thrall to ourselves, concerne… - Carolyn Kizer
Our masks, always in peril of smearing or cracking, in need of continuous check in the mirror or silverware, keep us in thrall to ourselves, concerne…
- Carolyn Kizer
What is so marvelous about living today is that it is possible to extend, like a flower, spreading petals in all directions. - Carolyn Kizer
What is so marvelous about living today is that it is possible to extend, like a flower, spreading petals in all directions.
In some ways painters have been more important in my life than writers. Painters teach you how to see—a faculty that usually isn’t highly developed i… - Carolyn Kizer
In some ways painters have been more important in my life than writers. Painters teach you how to see—a faculty that usually isn’t highly developed i…
I happen to believe that there are a lot of good poets around at present, but a poet like Alex Kuo, who possesses a highly developed moral sense and … - Carolyn Kizer
I happen to believe that there are a lot of good poets around at present, but a poet like Alex Kuo, who possesses a highly developed moral sense and …
A poet, to whom no one cruel or imposing listens, Disdained by senates, whispers to your dust. - Carolyn Kizer
A poet, to whom no one cruel or imposing listens, Disdained by senates, whispers to your dust.
She tended to be impatient with that sort of intellectual who, for all his brilliance, has never been able to arrive at the simple conclusion that to… - Carolyn Kizer
She tended to be impatient with that sort of intellectual who, for all his brilliance, has never been able to arrive at the simple conclusion that to…
We live in wonder, blaze in a cycle of passion and apprehension. - Carolyn Kizer
We live in wonder, blaze in a cycle of passion and apprehension.
You cannot meet someone for a moment, or even cast eyes on someone in the street, without changing. That is my subject. - Carolyn Kizer
You cannot meet someone for a moment, or even cast eyes on someone in the street, without changing. That is my subject.
Poems, to me, do not come from ideas, they come from a series of images that you tuck away in the back of your brain. Little photographic snapshots. … - Carolyn Kizer
Poems, to me, do not come from ideas, they come from a series of images that you tuck away in the back of your brain. Little photographic snapshots. …
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