poetry

poetry

Remembrance and reflection how allied!What thin partitions Sense from Thought divide!

Remembrance and reflection how allied!What thin partitions Sense from Thought divide!

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

That's what I want, that kind of recklessness where the poem is even ahead of you. It's like riding a horse that's a little too wild for you, so there's this tension between what you can do and what the horse decides it's going to do.

That's what I want, that kind of recklessness where the poem is even ahead of you. It's like riding a horse that's a little too wild for you, so there's this tension between what you can do and what the horse decides it's going to do.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

What is madness but nobility of the soul at odds with circumstance.

What is madness but nobility of the soul at odds with circumstance.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

...the wet brush of snowflakes was like your kisses everywhere ...

...the wet brush of snowflakes was like your kisses everywhere ...

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

A way of using words to say things which could not possibly be said in any other way, things which in a sense do not exist till they are born … in poetry.

A way of using words to say things which could not possibly be said in any other way, things which in a sense do not exist till they are born … in poetry.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

The pure playfulness of certain wholly whimsical portions of (Charles) Cros’s work should not obscure the fact that at the center of some of his most beautiful poems a revolver is leveled straight at us.

The pure playfulness of certain wholly whimsical portions of (Charles) Cros’s work should not obscure the fact that at the center of some of his most beautiful poems a revolver is leveled straight at us.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

When one does something, one must do it wholly and well. Those bastard existences where you sell suet all day and write poetry at night are made for mediocre minds – like those horses that are equally good for saddle and carriage, the worst kind, that can neither jump a ditch nor pull a plow.

When one does something, one must do it wholly and well. Those bastard existences where you sell suet all day and write poetry at night are made for mediocre minds – like those horses that are equally good for saddle and carriage, the worst kind, that can neither jump a ditch nor pull a plow.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Catch from the board of beauty/ Such careless crumbs as fall.

Catch from the board of beauty/ Such careless crumbs as fall.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

The fact that Iam writing to youin Englishalready falsifies what Iwanted to tell you.My subject:how to explain to youthat I don't belong to Englishthough I belong nowhere else,if not herein English.

The fact that Iam writing to youin Englishalready falsifies what Iwanted to tell you.My subject:how to explain to youthat I don't belong to Englishthough I belong nowhere else,if not herein English.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Souls grow on bones but die beneath bankers' hours...

Souls grow on bones but die beneath bankers' hours...

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Is Bliss then, such Abyss,I must not put my foot amissFor fear I spoil my shoe? I'd rather suit my footThan save my Boot --For yet to buy another Pairis possible,At any store -- But Bliss, is sold just once.The Patent lostNone buy it any more --

Is Bliss then, such Abyss,I must not put my foot amissFor fear I spoil my shoe? I'd rather suit my footThan save my Boot --For yet to buy another Pairis possible,At any store -- But Bliss, is sold just once.The Patent lostNone buy it any more --

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

The music is a vibration in the brain rather than the ear.

The music is a vibration in the brain rather than the ear.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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