If a poet is anybody, he is somebody to whom things made matter very little – somebody who is obsessed by Making.
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I’d rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach ten thousand stars how not to dance.
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America makes prodigious mistakes, America has colossal faults, but one thing cannot be denied: America is always on the move. She may be going to Hell, of course, but at least she isn’t standing still.
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The snow doesn’t give a soft white damn whom it touches.
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The hardest challenge is to be yourself in a world where everyone is trying to make you be somebody else.
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You have played, (I think) And broke the toys you were fondest of, And are a little tired now; Tired of things that break, and— Just tired. So am I.
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Exists no miracle mightier than this: to feel.
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We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us something is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit.
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As small as a world as large as alone.
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Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
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It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
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Laughing is just another way of showing people your wise.
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And this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)
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A poet is someone who is abnormally fond of that precision which creates movement. Which is to say the highest form of concentration possible: fascination; to report on the electrifying experience of being.
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I will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air Alive with closed eyes to dash against darkness.
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I love you much most beautiful darling more than anyone on the earth and I like you better than everything in the sky.
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