“All night wild impulses
The only way to find a path
is to set fire to your life.”
Cluster of purple
in fine spring rain
faint scent of lilac.
March pond ripples
like boats the ducks glide
a mallard moons me.
Rustle in the leaves
sings a bird I cannot see
 dawn soliloquy.
“The Kings who have died one by one are now reborn in poet’s hearts.”
“The only thing that can save the world is the reclaiming of the awareness of the world. That’s what poetry does.”
“All night wild impulses
The only way to find a path
is to set fire to your life.”
“The poetry of the earth is never dead.”
“Poetry is the eternal graffiti written in the heart of everyone.”
“Poetry is the utterance of deep and heart-felt truth:
the true poet is near the oracle.”
“Words are alive — cut them and they bleed.”
“A poet must achieve a balance between solitude and solidarity, between feeling
and action, between intimacy of mankind and the revelation of nature.”
“Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.”
“Wine is bottled poetry.”
“Always be a poet, even in prose.”
“We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospection.”
“Poetry is from the frontiers of consciousness.”
“Poetry is sort of a homecoming.”
“You are the butterfly and you are gone.”
“Poetry is a lion because it eats and intensifies natural speech.”
“A poet looks at the world the way a man looks at a woman.”
“Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason.”
“Poetry is like a bird, it ignores all frontiers.”
“I think poetry must stay open all night in beautiful cellars.”
“All night wild impulses
The only way to find a path
is to set fire to your life.”
A poet and writer of the natural world, Terri Glass mentored under William Stafford and Robert Bly.