Habitation
Advice To Young Poets
Than Nothing 
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Random Quotes from: Poets on Writing

 


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These quotes are from an . . . unconventional collection ::

Poem Me No Poems: Poets on Writing

edited by Mark Worden

Most of the quotes in this selection have not been collected in conventional anthologies. The quotations are NOT meant to be inspirational, but reflect the often-ignored vagaries and realities of writing . . . the writer's battles with publishers . . . pursuit of pelf . . . wooziness, booziness . . . jealousies, ambitions, families, egos . . . . Character defects, deep thoughts, last words, and other pomposities that bardic flesh is heir to.

 Self-expression is important to all poets, and looking like a poet is one form of it. If a poet happens not to be writing fine poems or even any poems at all, looking like a poet may be almost the only form of self-expression he has.
--Robert Francis

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Read the Essay that Sparked Percy Shelley's Defence of Poetry

: : : The Four Ages of Poetry : : :
by Thomas Love Peacock

A poet in our times is a semi-barbarian in a civilized community. He lives in the days that are past. His ideas, thoughts, feelings, associations, are all with barbarous manners, obsolete customs, and exploded superstition. The march of his intellect is like that of a crab, backward.
--Thomas Love Peacock


And remember the words of that great poet about New Media Journalism :: Digerati


Remarks are not literature
--Gertrude Stein

[On randomly generated sentences.] I think that it is hard to read such material without amusement. I feel a little admiration as well. I would never write, 'It happened one frosty look of trees waving gracefully against the wall.' I almost wish I could. Poor poets endlessly rhyme love with dove, and they are constrained by their highly trained mediocrity never to write a good line. In some sense, a stochastic process can do better; it at least has a chance.
--J. R. Pierce

 

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Last Updated 3-1-2000