Top 69 Quotes About Simic
#1. Charles Simic, when asked what he thought of Slam Poetry events: "They are fun, but they have as much to do with poetry as Elvis Presley had to do with Charlie Parker and Thelonious Monk".
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#2. Making art in America is about saving one's soul.
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#3. The plain truth is we are going to die. Here I am, a teeny spec surrounded by boundless space and time, arguing with the whole of creation, shaking my fist, sputtering, growing even eloquent at times, and then-poof! I am gone. Swept off once and for all. I think that is very, very funny.
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#4. Nationalism is a self-constructed cage in which family members can huddle in safety when they're not growling and barking at someone outside the cage.
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#5. Poetry is an orphan of silence. The words never quite equal the experience behind them.
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#6. Like many others, I grew up in an age that preached liberty and built slave camps.
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#7. Time - the lizard in the sunlight. It doesn't move, but its eyes are wide open.
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#8. Roberto Calasso's survey of the renewed interest in myth demonstrates how decisive the gods' influence was on modern literature. Calasso is not only immensely learned; he is one of the most original thinkers and writers we have today.
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#9. I remember," someone said, "how in ancient times one could turn a wolf into a human and then lecture it to one's heart's content.
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#10. I could never free myself from the thought that Nature is that which is slowly killing me.
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#11. When people ask me how to find happiness in life I tell them, First learn how to cook.
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#12. Never since the beginning of the world has there been so little light. Our winter afternoons have been known at times to last a hundred years.
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#14. I'm not a stickler for truth. To me, lying in poetry is much more fun. I'm against lying in life, in principle, in any other activity except poetry.
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#15. Thoreau loved ants. He'd meet one in the morning and spend the whole day talking to him.
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#16. I slept little, read a lot, and fell in love frequently.
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#17. To submit to chance is to reveal the self and its obsessions.
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#18. Insomnia is an all-night travel agency with posters advertising faraway places.
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#20. At some point my need for a solution was replaced by the poetry of my continuous failure.
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#21. Found objects, chance creations, ready-mades (mass-produced items promoted into art objects, such as Duchamp's "Fountain"-urinal as sculpture) abolish the separation between art and life. The commonplace is miraculous if rightly seen.
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#22. I left parts of myself everywhere,
The way absent-minded people leave
Gloves and umbrellas
Whose colors are sad from dispensing so much bad luck
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#23. Words make love on the page like flies in the summer heat and the poet is only the bemused spectator.
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#24. A true confession: I believe in a soluble fish.
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#25. Inside my empty bottle I was constructing a lighthouse while all others were making ships.
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#26. The poem I want to write is impossible. A stone that floats.
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#27. While you sit
Like a rain puddle in hell
Knitting the socks
Of your life.
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#28. When you play chess alone it's always your move.
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#29. For Emily Dickinson every philosophical idea was a potential lover. Metaphysics is the realm of eternal seduction of the spirit by ideas.
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#30. A poem is an instant of lucidity in which
the entire organism participates.
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#31. We name one thing and then another. That's how time enters poetry. Space, on the other hand, comes into being through the attention we pay to each word. The more intense our attention, the more space, and there's a lot of space inside words.
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#32. The highest levels of consciousness are wordless.
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#33. I insist on remaining aloof, self-absorbed, lovingly nursing my suspicions.
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#34. Poetry: three mismatched shoes at the entrance of a dark alley.
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#35. Most of the American films were made in southern California, so if you were in Europe, watching those palm trees swaying in the wind with someone like Rita Hayworth gliding underneath them in a white convertible, you got all kinds of wonderfully wrong ideas about the place.
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#36. Are Russian cannibals worse than the English? Of course. The English eat only the feet, the Russians the soul. "The soul is a mirage," I told Anna Alexandrovna, but she went on eating mine anyway.
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#38. Here is something we can all count on. Sooner or later our tribe always comes to ask us to agree to murder.
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#39. The world is beautiful but not sayable. That's why we need art.
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#40. One writes because one has been touched by the yearning for and the despair of ever touching the Other.
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#41. Inside is where we meet everyone else; it's on the outside that we are truly alone.
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#42. I was already dozing off in the shade, dreaming that the rustling trees were my many selves explaining themselves all at the same time so that I could not make out a single word. My life was a beautiful mystery on the verge of understanding, always on the verge! Think of it!
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#43. The stars know everything,
So we try to read their minds.
As distant as they are,
We choose to whisper in their presence.
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#44. A poem is an invitation to a voyage. As in life, we travel to see fresh sights.
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#45. It was only the sea sounding weary
After so many lifetimes
Of pretending to be rushing off somewhere
And never getting anywhere.
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#46. Not the least charm of this tableau is that it can be so easily dismissed as preposterous.
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#47. In the circle of yellow lamplight,
These few roof-beams and columns
Of what could be a Mogul Emperor's palace.
The Prince chews his long nails,
The Princess lowers her green eyelids.
They both smoke too much,
Never go to bed before daybreak.
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#48. The ambition of much of today's literary theory seems to be to find ways to read literature without imagination.
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#49. There are people who live inside their heads and their intellects. It's something one is born with and stuck with. It's not something you make a decision about.
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#50. The idea is to spin the wheel of metaphors and images until sparks of associations begin to fly for the reader.
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#51. If the sky falls they shall have clouds for supper.
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#52. MY SECRET IDENTITY IS
The room is empty,
And the window is open
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#53. Poems are other people's snapshots in which we see our own lives.
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#54. Wanted: a needle swift enough to sew this poem into a blanket
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#55. In their effort to divorce language and experience, deconstructionist critics remind me of middle-class parents who do not allow their children to play in the street.
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#56. If I believe in anything, it is in the dark night of the soul. Awe is my religion, and mystery is its church.
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#57. Dear Friedrich, the world's still false, cruel and beautiful...
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#58. Only brooms
Know the devil
Still exists,
That the snow grows whiter
After a crow has flown over it
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#59. There are knives that glitter like altars
In a dark church
Where they bring the cripple and the imbecile
To be healed.
There's a woden block where bones are broken,
Scraped clean
a river dried to its bed
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#60. The stone is a mirror which works poorly. Nothing in it but dimness. Your dimness or its dimness, who's to say? In the hush your heart sounds like a black cricket.
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#61. A 'truth' detached and purified of pleasures of ordinary life is not worth a damn in my view. Every grand theory and noble sentiment ought to be first tested in the kitchen-and then in bed, of course.
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#62. It is the desire for irreverence as much as anything else that brought me first to poetry. The need to make fun of authority, break taboos, celebrate the body and its functions, claim that one has seen angels in the same breath as one says that there is no god.
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#63. I love America," he'd tell us. We were going to make a million dollars manufacturing objects we had seen in dreams that night.
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#64. Only poetry can measure the distance between ourselves and the Other.
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#65. In the dark to see, you ass-scratchers! In the dark to see.
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#69. Because the light is always with us
and the hush of an early morning
time propitious to plain speech
space between the premonition
and the event
the small lovely realm
of the possible.
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