28 Quotes About Free-verse

why do you paint in the dark'i ask himand he looks not at mebut away'because i cannot bear my own darknessin the light'he is quiet for some time'but inwardly i am told wherethere is paint to beand i paint it there in the darkso none can see myself trulyburning in the sun

I am bothered by poems I don't understand.

By(e) pen, I've tried my hand at poetry; only to see how boring it is to me. That is, unless I get a chance to destroy each and every piece while doing it as I please.

Friend who has fired the kingfishers and flamed the dragonflies – they catch your light however they move and beam it out of their eyes.

Darling,I'm sorry but,I’m going back to home.To myself!I realized,Home is not the place I live in,It is not where you are,It is not somewhere in the worldWaiting for me to arrive but,Home is wherever I am,Home is within me. It’s just been a really long time,I’m going back to home.To myself!

It is something to have gazed on the constellated white, felt it running from the eyes and the pores: the salt of love. It is something to have whispered wild thank-yous in the only ways we know how.

Never say savor when you only mean taste – one is a holding on the tongue and an intoxication and the other is cursory, a sampling, connoting reluctance to bask. Never say a thing you don’t mean.

The ocean-blue bowl won’t refuse to bruise, won’t hold it back from the gaping earth-wounds.There will still come water, chill wind and happy goosebumps, and in the utmost corners of oaks, leaves laughing.

I've read some of your modern free verse and wonder who set it free.