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documentary title painted in colorful letters on the side of an old truck's door
Les Blank

When we are harassed by sorrows or anxieties, or long oppressed by any powerful feelings which we must keep to ourselves, for which we can obtain and seek no sympathy from any living creature, and which yet we cannot, or will not wholly crush, we often naturally seek relief in poetry – and often find it too – whether in the effusions of others, which seem to harmonize with our existing case, or in our own attempts to give utterance to those thoughts and feelings in strains less musical, perchance, but more appropriate, and therefore more penetrating and sympathetic, and, for the time, more soothing, or more powerful to rouse and to unburden the oppressed and swollen heart.

Agnes Grey by Anne Brontë

As if a theory of writing poetry is useful whereas the poem is not

Midwinter Day by Bernadette Mayer

a Latin Sabine or Etruscan mother
Who didn't have the time, chance, education or notion
To write some poetry so I could know
What she thought about things

Midwinter Day by Bernadette Mayer

I'd like to know
What kind of person I must be to be a poet

Midwinter Day by Bernadette Mayer

You don't have to be a poet to be prone to apophenia, to seeking meaningful patterns in the scattered, senseless data of the everyday.

To The River by Olivia Laing
poetry is a house with a leaky roof
by haunted house
14 blocks • 17 days ago

I am shy around poetry; I feel often as though it is reading me more than I am reading it.

Well, because I don't write out of what I know; I write out of what I wonder. I think most artists create art in order to explore, not to give the answers. Poetry and art are not about answers to me; they are about questions.

Lucille Clifton
illustration of a flower in black ink on yellowing paper above text that encourages the reader to look for the wonders of the world while life lasts
inscription in B.B.'s Little Grey Men