...why the Bolshoi Ballet is incomparable, why a natural and cultural commitment to the art of dance would lead to graceful perfection:
|Russian ballet class during the war|
"Such is the unique imaginary solution to the absence of problems."
|1929 - 2007|
|1854 - 1928|
The poet is not a man who asks me to look at him; he is a man who says ‘look at that’ and points.
|1898 - 1963|
|1889 - 1966|
Because you cannot judge the poetry of any era on the basis of a case-by-case aesthetic analysis of its merits....
|Mike Finley abides in Saint Paul, Minnesota|
|On the Beach, Sunset, 1865 -- Eugène Boudin|
Stop sending people to kill me. We've already captured five of them, one of them with a bomb and another with a rifle. If you don't stop sending killers, I'll send one to Moscow, and I won't have to send a second.
|Josip Broz Tito (1892 - 1980)|
|1913 - 2010|
I tied words around your wrist, threads from~ from "Indian Love Story: Message Tree"
archaic ceremonies, unknowing how I tied
up nerves in jasmine bunches hanging over
our garden shades as you casually chewed
sugarcane sticks taking back lost letters or
words that meant a new beginning for us
|Georg Philipp Friedrich Freiherr von Hardenberg|
|Melancholy, 1891 -- Edvard Munch|
|1936 - 2010|
"In contrast to much of the poetry being written today—intellectualized lyricism characterized by an application of inductive thought to unusual images—Lucille Clifton's poems are compact and self-sufficient...Her revelations then resemble the epiphanies of childhood and early adolescence, when one's lack of preconceptions about the self allowed for brilliant slippage into the metaphysical, a glimpse into an egoless, utterly thingful and serene world."