Michael Hamburger (1924–2007) British translator, poet, critic, memoirist and academic
Interview with Lidia Vianu http://lidiavianu.scriptmania.com/Michael%20Hamburger.htm
Wenn ich morgens am Meere sitze und Verse dichte und atme dabei den salzigen Wind, der vom Wasser herüberspringt, dann gehe ich auf in Gott und bin glücklich, wie ich es nur noch in der Kinderzeit war.
Michael: a German fate in diary notes (1926)
Michael Hamburger (1924–2007) British translator, poet, critic, memoirist and academic
Interview with Lidia Vianu http://lidiavianu.scriptmania.com/Michael%20Hamburger.htm
“I only write when I am inspired. Fortunately I am inspired at 9 o'clock every morning.”
William Faulkner (1897–1962) American writer
Pierre de Ronsard book Sonnets pour Hélène
Quand vous serez bien vieille, au soir, à la chandelle,<br>Assise auprès du feu, dévidant et filant,<br>Direz, chantant mes vers, en vous émerveillant:<br>"Ronsard me célébrait du temps que j'étais belle." <br class="br"> vous serez bien vieille, au soir, à la chandelle" http://fr.wikisource.org/wiki/Quand_vous_serez_bien_vieille%2C_au_soir%2C_%C3%A0_la_chandelle"Quand, Sonnets pour Hélène (1578), ll. 1-4.
“I am sitting in the morning
at the diner on the corner”
Suzanne Vega (1959) American singer
Tom's Diner
Solitude Standing (1987)
Context: I am sitting in the morning
at the diner on the corner
I am waiting at the counter
for the man to pour the coffee
and he fills it only halfway
and before I even argue
he is looking out the window
at somebody coming in.
Rumi (1207–1273) Iranian poet
"Ali in Battle" in Ch. 20 : In Baghdad dreaming of Cairo
The Essential Rumi (1995)
Context: I am God's Lion, not the lion of passion....
I have no longing
except for the One.
When a wind of personal reaction comes,
I do not go along with it.
There are many winds full of anger,
and lust and greed. They move the rubbish around,
but the solid mountain of our true nature stays where it's always been.
Vachel Lindsay (1879–1931) American poet
What It Means to Be a Poet in America (1926)
Context: Whenever I begin to write a poem or draw a picture I am, in imagination, if not in reality, back in my room where I began to draw pen-and-ink pictures and write verses in my seventeenth year. Both windows of the room look down on the great Governor’s Yard of Illinois. This yard is a square block, a beautiful park. Our house is on so high a hill I can always look down upon the governor. Among my very earliest memories are those of seeing old Governor Oglesby leaning on his cane, marching about, calling his children about him.
Paul Simon (1941) American musician, songwriter and producer
Interview with Tony Schwartz in Playboy (February 1984) p. 166
Context: I write from instinct, from inexplicable sparkle. I don't know why I'm writing what I'm writing. Usually, I sit and I let my hands wander on my guitar. And I sing anything. I play anything. And I wait till I come across a pleasing accident. Then I start to develop it. Once you take a piece of musical information, there are certain implications that it automatically contains — the implication of that phrase elongated, contracted, or inverted or in another time signature. So you start with an impulse and go to what your ear likes.