No one feels good at four in the morning. If ants feel good at four in the morning —three cheers for the ants.
WISLAWA SZYMBORSKAPoets yearn, of course, to be published, read, and understood, but they do little, if anything, to set themselves above the common herd and the daily grind.
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Poets yearn, of course, to be published, read, and understood, but they do little, if anything, to set themselves above the common herd and the daily grind.
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My choices are rejections, since there is no other way, but what I reject is more numerous, denser, more demanding than before. A little poem, a sigh, at the cost of indescribable losses.
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I’m fighting against the bad poet who is prone to using too many words.
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I don’t know the role I’m playing. I only know it’s mine, non-convertible.
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I’m working on the world, revised, improved edition, featuring fun for fools blues for brooders, combs for bald pates, tricks for old dogs.
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Such certainty is beautiful, but uncertainty is more beautiful still.
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After every war someone has to tidy up.
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Whatever inspiration is, it’s born from a continuous “I don’t know.
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Animals don’t even try to look any different from what nature intended. They humbly wear their shells, scales, spines, plumes, pelts, and down. The conscious impulse to change one’s appearance is found only among humans.
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No one in my family has ever died of love. What happened, happened, but nothing myth-inspiring.
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All the best have something in common, a regard for reality, an agreement to its primacy over the imagination.
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There is so much Everything that Nothing is hidden quite nicely.
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Somewhere out there the world must have an end.
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No day copies yesterday, no two nights will teach what bliss is in precisely the same way, with precisely the same kisses.
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I cannot imagine any writer who would not fight for his peace and quiet.
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