Poetry
Yufa and
Poetry
Who made the world? Who made the swan, and the black bear? Who made the grasshopper? This grasshopper, I mean-- the one who has flung herself out of the grass, the one who is eating sugar out of my hand, who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down -- who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes. Now she lifts her
... See morePoetry is the art of proving that a few words
are worth more than a thousand pictures.
are worth more than a thousand pictures.
Clintavo on Substack
Tell a wise person or else keep silent
for those who do not understand
will mock it right away.
for those who do not understand
will mock it right away.
Poetic Outlaws • The Holy Longing
At the end of every forget, I remember.
when the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
ideas, language, even the phrase each other
doesn’t make any sense.
the world is too full to talk about.
ideas, language, even the phrase each other
doesn’t make any sense.
The Last Sky
-rumi
Apropos of nothing.
In poetry, there is never a one-to-one correspondence between a word and its meaning. Instead, each word builds upon the words previous and the words that come after, and the poet chooses words not only for their sound but also their multiple meanings. Like herbs added to a soup or subtones and overtones in musical composition, each word adds not... See more
Rhyd Wildermuth • The Elements of Man: A Mythic Framework for Masculinity — RITONA // A Beautiful Resistance
Poetry fearlessly enters the horizon of the unknowable, the fuzzy. It lives there. That is why it is so significant in an uncertain, threatened time like ours.