Galway Kinnell quotes

Thats the way it is with poetry: When it is incomprehensible it seems profound, and when you understand it, it is only ridiculous. (Galway Kinnell)
The first step... shall be to lose the way. View quote
Galway Kinnell
The first step in the journey is to lose your way. View quote
Galway Kinnell
Never mind. The self is the least of it. Let our scars fall in love. View quote
Galway Kinnell
To me, poetry is somebody standing up, so to speak, and saying, with as little concealment as possible, what it is for him or her to be on earth at this moment. View quote
Galway Kinnell
Kiss the mouth which tells you, here, here is the world. This mouth. This laughter. These temple bones. View quote
Galway Kinnell
Perhaps poetry will be the canary in the mine-shaft warning us of what's to come. View quote
Galway Kinnell
Is there a mechanism of death, that so mutilates existence no one, gets over it not even the dead? View quote
Galway Kinnell
Go so deep into yourself, you speak for everyone. View quote
Galway Kinnell
I will find that special person who is wrong for me in just the right way. View quote
Galway Kinnell
Let our scars fall in love. (Galway Kinnell)
Prose is walking; poetry is flying. View quote
Galway Kinnell
There are two versions to every poem – the crying version and the straight version. View quote
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Sometimes it is necessary To reteach a thing its loveliness. View quote
Galway Kinnell
... it is necessary to reteach a thing its loveliness, to put a hand on its brow of the flower and retell it in words and in touch it is lovely until it flowers again from within, of self-blessing... View quote
Galway Kinnell
A boy's hunched body loved out of a stalk The first song of his happiness, and the song woke His heart to the darkness and into the sadness of joy. View quote
Galway Kinnell
The appeal to heaven breaks off. The petals begin to fall, in self-forgiveness. It is a flower. On this mountainside it is dying. View quote
Galway Kinnell
The sheer blue milken dreaminess spurting and shuddering from the fourteen teats into the fourteen mouths sucking and blowing beneath them: the long, perfect loveliness of sow. View quote
Galway Kinnell
I take a wolf's rib and whittle it sharp at both ends and coil it up and freeze it in blubber and place it out on the fairway of the bears. View quote
Galway Kinnell