“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.” –
Fame is a bee
It has a song–
It has a sting —
Ah, too, it has a wing
~Emily Dickinson, Fame is a bee
“Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.”
– Edgar Allan Poe
Time goes, you say? Ah no!
Alas, Time stays, we go.
~Henry Austin Dobson
Here’s a brave earth to sin and suffer on….
We’ll sow it thick enough with graves as green
Or greener certes, than its knowledge-tree.
We’ll have the cypress for the tree of life,
More eminent for shadow: for the rest,
We’ll build it dark with towns and pyramids,
And temples, if it please you:—we’ll have feasts
And funerals also, merrymakes and wars,
Till blood and wine shall mix and run along
Right o’er the edges…
~Elizabeth Barrett Browning, “A Drama of Exile”
Bio: Novalis was the pseudonym of Georg Philipp Friedrich Freiherr von Hardenberg, an author and philosopher of early German Romanticism.
Like butterflies in Spring
Poetry awakens the Spirit,
stirs the imagination and explores
the possibilities with each stroke of its rhythmic wings.
~Jamie Lynn Morris