A poem begins with a lump in the throat; a homesickness or a love sickness. It is a reaching-out toward expression; an effort to find fulfillment. A complete poem is one where an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words. ― Robert Frost Public Domain Image via Pixabay
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Quote for Today: Aesop’s Fables
An Eagle was soaring through the air when suddenly it heard the whizz of an Arrow, and felt itself wounded to death. Slowly it fluttered down to the earth, with its life-blood pouring out of it. Looking down upon the Arrow with which it had been pierced, it found that the shaft of the … Continue reading Quote for Today: Aesop’s Fables
Quote for Today: Amy Lowell
The Camellia Tree of Matsue At Matsue, There was a Camellia Tree of great beauty Whose blossoms were white as honey wax Splashed and streaked with the pink of fair coral. At night, When the moon rose in the sky, The Camellia Tree would leave its place By the gateway, And wander up and down … Continue reading Quote for Today: Amy Lowell
Quote for Today: Jeanette Winterson
You cannot disown what is yours. Flung out, there is always the return, the reckoning, the revenge, perhaps the reconciliation. There is always the return. And the wound will take you there. ―Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal? Image: Open the Door: Hernán Piñera with CCLicense
Quote for Today: Rumi
The wound is the place where the Light enters you. --Rumi
