Top 34 Quotes About Death Poems
#1. Parenting is about preparing children to get along with each other, to get along with you and without you, and that it's impossible to get along without God.
Ann Voskamp
#2. Humanity i love you because you
are perpetually putting the secret of
life in your pants and forgetting
it's there and sitting down
on it
and because you are
forever making poems in the lap
of death Humanity
i hate you
E. E. Cummings
#3. No one who does good work will ever come to a bad end, either here or in the world to come
Anonymous
#4. Since the law prohibits the keeping of wild animals and I get no enjoyment from pets, I prefer to remain unmarried.
Karl Kraus
#5. I started writing after the death of my grandfather - memories, poems, etc. It was very personal; for years I did not share my writing with anyone.
Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni
#7. As a university student, I tried hard to write poems in Korean. It was at that time that I foresaw my death and the world's death. I think my poems started at that time.
Kim Hyesoon
#9. You leave behind your fine poems.
You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You ascend into the Light, O Quechomitl, you leave behind the flowers and the singing and the earth. Safe journey, O friend.
Aliette De Bodard
#10. A book is a place where my reality, escapism, hope, despair, love and death lie.
Nikita Dudani
#11. I don't know what to say when I have a crush on somebody. I kind of lose my words. I really try to start a conversation, and I can't. It's horrible.
Alexa Vega
#12. As a sick kid, I always looked out the window. The objects of my observation were the sun, the seasons, the wind, crazy people, and my grandfather's death. During my long period of observation, I felt that something like poems were filling up my body.
Kim Hyesoon
#14. I'm sick of the images trapped in my head
I'm sick of being preoccupied with the dead
Jessica-Lynn Barbour
#15. As sunbeams stream through liberal space And nothing jostle or displace, So waved the pine-tree through my thought And fanned the dreams it never brought.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
#16. All of these teeth had once been in real, live people. They had talked and smiled and eaten and sang and cursed and prayed. They had brushed and flossed and died. In English class, we read poems about death, but here, right in front of me was a poem about death too.
Gabrielle Zevin
#17. Poems are ways of saying you clearly remember the day of your death and your tomb. When I am writing poetry, I relive my days when a woman inside me dies many times.
Kim Hyesoon
#18. Love is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial of creation, and the exponent of breath.
Emily Dickinson
#19. A linear projection into the future of any science or technology is like a form of propaganda &emdash; often persuasive, almost always wrong.
Pamela McCorduck
#20. Long after his death his poems were found and wondered over. News of them spread like morning sunlight. For centuries they illuminated and watered the lives of many people whose lives might otherwise have been darker and dryer. Then,
Douglas Adams
#21. I have a rendezvous with death ... I will not fail that rendezvous
Alan Seeger
#22. Far from his illness The wolves ran on through the evergreen forests, The peasant river was untempted by the fashionable quays; By mourning tongues The death of the poet was kept from his poems.
W. H. Auden
#23. There is a specific kind of day when I feel like writing poems. My senses become really sharp. This day is when I feel as if I am drowning into the abandonment of death.
Kim Hyesoon
#24. I have lost you, my brother
And your death has ended
The spring season
Of my happiness,
our house is buried with you
And buried the laughter that you taught me.
There are no thoughts of love nor of poems
In my head
Since you died.
Catullus
#25. I think among the retired FBI agents there are some who would not like to see him come back, but I think the people running the FBI now are interested in catching him.
Howie Carr
#26. Of late the nights
are dawning
plum-blossom white.
Yosa Buson
#28. Poems in a way are spells against death. They are milestones, to see where you were then from where you are now. To perpetuate your feelings, to establish them. If you have in any way touched the central heart of mankind's feelings, you'll survive.
Richard Eberhart
#29. Inside a home you left me, a blue orphanage.
Inside a bluish mosaic, space to live.
Heng Siok Tian
#30. Wouldst thou, then, have preferred the condition of a weak woman, exposed to all evil and capable of none?
Nathaniel Hawthorne
#31. Aflame in black ecstasy, orders extinguished:
after death
how will I know my love was true,
this sacrifice not an exercise in vanity?
Phan Ming Yen
#32. Through the darkest hours of the night
and through the dreamers realm I seek,
Far beyond the starry sky
and beyond galaxies I am free.
Through the grimmest memories
and past a seasons air I cannot breathe,
Far beyond this mortal world
in an afterlife we shall meet.
Lee Argus
#33. I'm happy to stick with my persona. There are themes of love lost and love regained, but the main themes of all poems are basically love and death, and that seems to be the message of poetry.
Billy Collins
#34. This world-
To what may I liken it?
To autumn fields
lit dimly in the dusk
by lightning flashes.
Yu Minamoto
