Poetry Quote by Rita Dove — Inspiring Words on Life, Love & Wisdom

“From the time I began to read, as a child, I loved to feel their heft in my hand and the warm spot caused by their intimate weight in my lap; I loved the crisp whisper of a page turning, the musky odor of old paper and the sharp inky whiff of new pages. Leather bindings sent me into ecstasy. I even loved to gaze at a closed book and daydream about the possibilities inside.”

“I've never”

“Now therefore, while the youthful hue”

“We are all the fools of time and terror: Days”

“One can not understand language because language cannot understand itself; does not want to understand”

“Girls are cruelest to themselves.”

“Bring to me, it said, continual proof / you've been alive.”

“I Dwelt alone”