38 Quotes by Eavan Boland

. . . We love fog becauseit shifts old anomalies into the elementssurrounding them. It gives relief from a way of seeing

In the endIt will not matterThat I was a woman. I am sure of it.The body is a source. Nothing more.There is a time for it. There is a certaintyAbout the way it seeks its own dissolution.

Listen. This is the noise of myth. It makes the same sound as shadow. Can you hear it?

Nothing is left in my memoryof a summerthat promised nothing.except the ominousend of it. But I remember clearlythat autumn when darkness cameto lend its cover to a killing seasonseeing at last these ill-at-ease petalsestranged from moonlight and still related to it: outcasts of metal, of steel

Child of our time, our times have robbed your cradle. Sleep in a world your final sleep has woken.

Poetry begins where language starts: in the shadows and accidents of one person’s life.

Love will heal What language fails to know.

If I defer the grief I will diminish the gift.

Sleep in a world, your final sleep has woken.