You will find poetry nowhere unless you bring some of it with you.

Poetry is the revelation of a feeling that the poet believes to be interior and personal which the reader recognizes as his own.

Poetry is language at its most distilled and most powerful.

I decided that it was not wisdom that enabled poets to write their poetry, but a kind of instinct or inspiration, such as you find in seers and prophets who deliver all their sublime messages without knowing in the least what they mean.

Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks.

When it comes to atoms, language can be used only as in poetry. The poet, too, is not nearly so concerned with describing facts as with creating images.

Poetry is ordinary language raised to the Nth power. Poetry is boned with ideas, nerved and blooded with emotions, all held together by the delicate, tough skin of words.

Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality, but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotions know what it means to want to escape from these things.

Poetry is the mother-tongue of the human race.

Everything one invents is true, you may be perfectly sure of that. Poetry is as precise as geometry.

I have nothing to say, I am saying it, and that is poetry.

Reality only reveals itself when it is illuminated by a ray of poetry.

Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.

The olive branch has been consecrated to peace, palm branches to victory, the laurel to conquest and poetry, the myrtle to love and pleasure, the cypress to mourning, and the willow to despondency.

The gross heathenism of civilization has generally destroyed nature, and poetry, and all that is spiritual.

Cotton was a force of nature. There's a poetry to it, hoeing and growing cotton.

It is written on the arched sky; it looks out from every star. It is the poetry of Nature; it is that which uplifts the spirit within us.

The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life.

A verbal art like poetry is reflective; it stops to think. Music is immediate, it goes on to become.

Music begins to atrophy when it departs too far from the dance... poetry begins to atrophy when it gets too far from music.

There are certain things in which mediocrity is not to be endured, such as poetry, music, painting, public speaking.

Poetry fettered, fetters the human race. Nations are destroyed or flourish in proportion as their poetry, painting, and music are destroyed or flourish.

Poetry teaches us music, metaphor, condensation and specificity.

The world is full of poetry. The air is living with its spirit; and the waves dance to the music of its melodies, and sparkle in its brightness.