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But all they want to do Is tie the poem to a chair with rope And torture a confession out of it. They begin beating it with a hose To find out what it really means.
William Collins -
I would rather see words out on their own, away from their families and the warehouse of Roget wandering the world where they sometimes fall in love with a completely different word.
William Collins
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Beloved, till life can charm no more; And mourned, till Pity's self be dead
William Collins -
Prior to Wordsworth, humor was an essential part of poetry. I mean, they don't call them Shakespeare comedies for nothing.
William Collins -
Poetry is the history of the human heart, and it continues to record the history of human emotion, whether it's celebration or grief or whatever it may be.
William Collins -
I want to remove my hat, close my eyes,and feel the sun, warm and intermittent, on my face.
William Collins -
Not to say that authors are all such sourpusses, but you meet the author in the best possible way, on the written page. I am at my best there, more patient, more thoughtful.
William Collins -
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me, I would shine.But now when I fall upon the sidewalks of life,I skin my knees. I bleed.
William Collins
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I would go into the kitchen for coffeeand on the way back to the page,curled in its roller,I would light one up and feelits dry rush mix with the dark taste of coffee.
William Collins -
Words like feminism or democracy scare me. They are words with barnacles on them, and you can't see what's underneath.
William Collins -
O Music! sphere-descended maid, / Friend of Pleasure, Wisdom's aid!
William Collins -
T was sad by fits, by starts 't was wild.
William Collins