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"Death, like a host, comes smiling to the door;Smiling, he greets us, on that tranquil shoreWhere neither piping bird nor peeping dawnDisturbs the eternal sleep,But in the stillness far withdrawnOur dreamless rest for evermore we keep."
"Poetry. i am not writing it.(make way for me please)it is my skin. dripping with light."
"Poetry involves the mysteries of the irrational perceived through rational words."
"I can write no stately proemAs a prelude to my lay;From a poet to a poemI would dare to say.For if of these fallen petalsOne to you seem fair,Love will waft it till it settlesOn your hair.And when wind and winter hardenAll the loveless land,It will whisper of the garden,You will understand."
"The secret of poetry is never explained - is always new. We have not got farther than mere wonder at the delicacy of the touch, & the eternity it inherits. In every house a child that in mere play utters oracles, & knows not that they are such. 'Tis as easy as breath. 'Tis like this gravity, which holds the Universe together, & none knows what it is."
"I once began to ask around what constitutes a good poem. It felt petty, in a sense. A boy would need no help in deciding which girls he thinks are pretty."
"Rejoice with glitters of ashes tonightSparkling for moon's spiced silver biteUpon skin of darkness, loving night moreStorm begins unlocking cold wind's door."
"A chronic poet should always be an inveterate nature-lover."
"The world of light and starry grace;within your mind I live to trace.Your thought's speed in thunder's glory,lightening my being with dream's story.I embrace the tree carrying your nameYour unspoken wish : the heart of fame."
Explore more quotes by David Antin
"A myth is the name of a terrible lie told by a smelly little brown person to a man in a white suit with a pair of binoculars."
"My mother turned into a professional widow. She couldn't understand why I wanted to be an engineer; she thought I should be a chicken farmer."
"I'm standing up thinking. Anybody who wants to listen is welcome. If not, I'm happy to see them go."
"There is probably no oral society that fails to mark the spatial distinction of left and right, peculiar as this distinction may be."
"When you grow up in a family of languages, you develop a kind of casual fluency, so that languages, though differently colored, all seem transparent to experience."
"I didn't think about whether I was writing poems. I was thinking. And the more I was thinking, the more there was I didn't understand."
"I was trying to find out what it was that everybody else understood without giving up my stubborn and hard-won lack of understanding."
"I was very committed to the process of composing, working at poems, putting things together and taking them apart like some kind of experimental filmmaker."
"I had no idea where these kids at a small private college in the San Fernando Valley were coming from, why they were coming to hear me, or what they needed to know."
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