the onewho will jolt awakeall the unwrittenthe unsungand the unlived in me. i am waitingfor him. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
i hope thatwhoever you arewherever you areand no matter howyou are feelingyou will always have somethingto smile about. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
your smile.is the ultimategolden dream.all the poemsin the worldare waking up from. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
be the kiss in my hairthat no one seesmove, when i movesigh, when i sigh...be that line from a poemthat i hold in my eyes. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
If what we need to dream, to move our spirits most deeply and directly toward and through promise, is discounted as a luxury, then we give up the core -- the fountain -- of our power, our womanness; we give up the future of our worlds. (From "Poetry is Not a Luxury") Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
To evade such temptations is the first duty of the poet. For as the ear is the antechamber to the soul, poetry can adulterate and destroy more surely then lust or gunpowder. The poet's, then, is the highest office of all. His words reach where others fall short. A silly song of Shakespeare's has done more for the poor and the wicked than all the preachers and philanthropists in the world. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
In their effort to divorce language and experience, deconstructionist critics remind me of middle-class parents who do not allow their children to play in the street. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
As she laughed I was aware of becoming involved in her laughter and being part of it, until her teeth were only accidental stars with a talent for squad-drill. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I don't like a kind of workshop that is about editing--I don't want to sit there and be an editor. I don't want to tell someone how to "fix" a poem. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>