"Nowadays because people are concerned with gorgeous appearances and their hearts admire ostentation, insipid poems, short-lived poems have appeared. Poetry has become a sunken log submerged unknown to others in the homes of lovers. Poems are not things to bring out in public places as openly as the opening blossoms of the pampas grass. Japanese poetry ought not to be thus."
—Ki no Tsurayuki, ca. 905
audacity my roof. - "Samurai Song" by Robert Pinsky
"Do poems have to sing? No. Do good poems have to sing? Probably. Do great poems have to sing? Absolutely."
I want to read poems that move like wrecking balls. And that transform me into the building they long to touch.
"Oh, I like ornament at the right time, but I don’t want a poem to be made out of decoration. If you like that kind of poetry, more power to you, but it doesn’t interest me. When I read the poems that matter to me, it stuns me how much the presence of the heart—in all its forms—is endlessly available there. To experience ourselves in an important way just knocks me out. It puzzles me why people have given that up for cleverness. Some of them are ingenious, more ingenious than I am, but so many of them aren’t any good at being alive."
The Art of Poetry No. 91, Paris Review