“The Kings who have died one by one are now reborn in poet’s hearts.”
They arrived:
White crowned, Golden-crowned sparrows—
Winter’s mark
December in the park—
river so high, air so chill
my inner thighs freeze
Could barely see them
standing in the cornfield
a hundred sandhill cranes
“Always be a poet, even in prose.”
“Wine is bottled poetry.”
“A poet looks at the world the way a man looks at a woman.”
“All night wild impulses
The only way to find a path
is to set fire to your life.”
“I think poetry must stay open all night in beautiful cellars.”
“Poetry is a lion because it eats and intensifies natural speech.”
“Poetry is sort of a homecoming.”
“Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.”
“The poetry of the earth is never dead.”
“Poetry is like a bird, it ignores all frontiers.”
“Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason.”
“The Kings who have died one by one are now reborn in poet’s hearts.”
“You are the butterfly and you are gone.”
“The only thing that can save the world is the reclaiming of the awareness of the world. That’s what poetry does.”
“Words are alive — cut them and they bleed.”
“Poetry is the eternal graffiti written in the heart of everyone.”
“Poetry is from the frontiers of consciousness.”
“We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospection.”
“A poet must achieve a balance between solitude and solidarity, between feeling
and action, between intimacy of mankind and the revelation of nature.”
“Poetry is the utterance of deep and heart-felt truth:
the true poet is near the oracle.”
“The Kings who have died one by one are now reborn in poet’s hearts.”
A poet and writer of the natural world, Terri Glass mentored under William Stafford and Robert Bly.