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William Shakespeare :
The lunatic, the lover, and the poet Are of imagination all compact. One sees more devils than vast hell can hold; That is the madman. The lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt. The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven; And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name. Such tricks hath strong imagination That, if it would but apprehend some joy, It comprehends some bringer of that joy; Or in the night, imagining some fear, How easy is a bush supposed a bear!
[William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British poet. A Midsummer Night's Dream (V, i). . . The Unabridged William Shakespeare, William George Clark and William Aldis Wright, eds. (1989) Running Press.]
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Warren Falcon :
I am the itinerant priest who sits at meager feasts. Suffering congregants, forlorn over their starfish and soup, ask about dreams, confess to anguish, ask what should be done. Here at my confessional I can only plead mercy upon the boys who have jumped from bridges, hung themselves, cut, sliced their compulsive hands, exploded hearts, leaping dears eyes ablaze in thrall of antlers, trembling flanks strong to fly decrying the violent hunt which always ends in a death bequeathing these chopped bits to me and to others like me who remain at table, plates before, to stare at what is to be later scattered, sown, these pieces in and for Love-without-name still a stain upon confused local deities and their wild-eyed supplicants. But there is no stain upon the promiscuous sea.
[from 'Nightingale Confesses Into Straighter Teeth For The Seven Falling Ones']
Philip Larkin :
Back now to autumn, leaving the ended husk Of summer that brought them here for Show Saturday The men with hunters, dog-breeding wool-defined women, Children all saddle-swank, mugfaced middleaged wives Glaring at jellies, husbands on leave from the garden Watchful as weasels, car-tuning curt-haired sons Back now, all of them, to their local lives....
[Philip Larkin (1922-1986), British poet. "Show Saturday."]
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William Shakespeare :
The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven; And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name.
[William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Theseus, in A Midsummer Night's Dream, act 5, sc. 1, l. 12-7. These lines might be Shakespeare's own comment on creating the fairy world of this play.]
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Anne Sexton :
At the next town the local princess was having a contest. A common way for princesses to marry. Fifty men had perished, gargling the sea like soup.
[Anne Sexton (1928-1974), U.S. poet. "The White Snake."]
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Mary Jo Salter :
As if being eighty-five or ninety and terrified and talked down to loudly and pushed around in wheelchairs by the staff all day weren't bad enough, for tonight's entertainment the local Brownies have come to sing Christmas carols....
[Mary Jo Salter (b. 1954), U.S. poet. "Brownie Troop #722 Visits the Nursing Home," lines 1-6 (1994).]
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Warren Falcon :
I, Minimus, tongue in cheek, creak oar, row out too into the Homeric sea, not old Greek singer, long of breath, but as Winslow, local seer, his paints, straw hat consigned to mistook heroics, pure accident, not to check radio maritime, ask captain if row boat worthy of even an American sea
[from 'Mimimus Lectures Himself - Pluribus Not Unus, Culpas Minor - Upon American Bards']
Patrick Kavanagh :
Homer's ghost came whispering to my mind. He said: I made the Iliad from such A local row. Gods make their own importance.
[Patrick Kavanagh (1905-1969), Irish poet, novelist. Epic (l. 12-14). . . Faber Book of Contemporary Irish Poetry, The. Paul Muldoon, ed. (1986) Faber and Faber.]
Robert Frost :
the absolute flight and rest The universal blue And local green suggest.
[Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Middleness of the Road."]
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Robert Frost :
His farm was "grounds," and not a farm at all; His house among the local sheds and shanties Rose like a factor's at a trading station.
[Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "New Hampshire."]
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