Poetry Quote by Stanley Kunitz — Inspiring Words on Life, Love & Wisdom

“Darling,”

“You must be careful not to deprive the poem of its wild origin.”

“In my darkest night,”

“I come into the peace of wild things”

“I might just end up writing again”

“you will never catch up.”

“Amor, ch'al cor gentile ratto s'apprende”

“You can never rouse Harris. There is no poetry about Harris- no wild yearning for the unattainable. Harris never "weeps, he knows not why." If Harris's eyes fill with tears, you can bet it is because Harris has been eating raw onions, or has put too much Worcester over his chop.”

“What is home but a book we write, then”