Some literary types subscribe to the notion that being a writer like Salinger entitles a person to remain free of the standards that might apply to mere mortals.
quote by Joyce Maynard
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
Edgar Allan Poe
An American literary icon but what caused his death none seem to know
He was more than a man of words the great Edgar Allan Poe
He died when in his forties his best writing years of him ahead
His fame has attained greatness and he is widely read.
Most writers in their forties have scarcely reached their writing prime
His marvellous poem 'The Raven' has not faded out in time
A writer for all ages and one of literary note
And many who love literature have him as their favourite poet.
In life he was quite famous in death greatness he did attain
As an immortal literary gem 'The Raven' does remain
In the English speaking Countries of the World from North to Southern shore
His writings remain popular and his readers now far more
Than he had in his lifetime his genius is living on
Whilst millions of his contemporaries to obscurity have gone
Despite the passing of time his literary legend grow
Though in his too brief life span few him did wish to know.
poem by Francis Duggan
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Look, freedom is an overwhelming American notion. The idea that we want to see the world, the peoples of the world free is something that all of us subscribe to.
But a writer's contribution is literary and a film is not literary. When you take that stuff off the page, and cast the people who are going to fit into those roles, that's what being a director is.
quote by Taylor Hackford
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Alley
Apply, apply
no reply.
I do not know
how to apply
what to apply
I do not know
whether I am
eligible to apply
I do not know
whether there is
age limit to apply
I do not know
what is the
last date to apply.
Apply, apply
no reply.
And you find a fly
in this alley.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Long after Salinger sent me away, I continued to believe his standards and expectations were the best ones.
quote by Joyce Maynard
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
I don't happen to subscribe to the notion that everybody who criticizes Tom Daschle is criticizing Tim Johnson. I think that's a bit of a stretch.
quote by John Thune
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Answers pondering
'There is never a question if an answer wasn't pending.! '
Answers pondering
Do butterfly have
notion of pain
does a grain of
sand know itself
does a waterdrop
have notion
when it falls
with the rain
has a wave any
notion of motion
these are questions
that potion my
worried mind
please you be
kind oh Answers
and fill me
with tender
refrain.
Madrason 12-03-2010
poem by Madrason writer
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The Evil I See In Others
The evil I see in others in my own self I see
And the so called evil people are no less evil than me
'Tis not my place to judge others leave the Law take it's course
Than us mere living mortals there is some far greater force.
Look at the power of Nature no greater force than she
She claims all living creatures yet of guilt she is free
None ever say she's evil what's evil anyway?
The words of good and evil just words that people say
About those they see as good or evil others we like to pigeon hole
Have I right to condemn others when there's darkness in my soul
I'm only good and evil come tell me what are you
Since you tell me that you have a God but to your own self are you true?
For a callous act of one individual we condemn an entire race
And people are judged by their postal address and the colour of their face
We talk of love and harmony whilst war we do embrace
By making yourself a better person you'll make the World to live in a better place.
The evil I see in others in my own self I see
But you there Mr Perfect of all sin are you free?
You say that one is evil leave that person alone
You are not one that's free of taint so you should not cast the stone.
poem by Francis Duggan
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Paperback Writer
(LennonMcCartney)
Paperback writer
Dear Sir or Madam, will you read my book?
It took me years to write, will you take a look?
It's based on a novel by a man named Lear
And I need a job, so I want to be a paperback writer
Paperback writer
It's the dirty story of a dirty man
And his clinging wife doesn't understand
His son is working for the Daily Mail
It's a steady job but he wants to be a paperback writer
Paperback writer
Paperback writer
It's a thousand pages, give or take a few
I'll be writing more in a week or two
I can make it longer if you like the style
I can change it round and I want to be a paperback writer
Paperback writer
If you really like it you can have the rights
It could make a million for you overnight
If you must return it, you can send it here
But I need a break and I want to be a paperback writer
Paperback writer
Paperback writer
Paperback writer, paperback writer
Paperback writer, paperback writer
Paperback writer, paperback writer
Paperback writer, paperback writer (fade out)
song performed by by Paul McCartney
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
The Torture Will Be Sonnet-Drip
'Aha! Game's afoot, Wats, ole boy, ole pal.
What's this? Words on the people-page,
which had no use for them?
Agog! Magog! Then why did readers
read that rubharb? Aha! Googa! '
Puff, puff, shuffle of schematic rhyme,
time, chime, not fine, and definitely
sublime, went off the balconey, haughtily.
'Sonnets' upon us! Run from the dulldom!
Ten speed! Always the ten speed! Where's
the racer with fresh motion, ignoring
the notion 'sonnets' sacred cow must
be fed with musty, rancid, green-globby
fungus of yesterday's literary world? ' '
'Wats, here's the plan, the ruse, the
gag for the 'in a literary rut' writers....
in the dungeon with them all!
And, slowly....so slowly....drip words
of the 'sacred cow' upon their forehead.
Sonnet-torture them all! Which sonnet writer?
Shakespeare, Petrarch, Spenser....all
the ones who statically stay the same
for all time! And....are....worshipped.'
poem by Elysabeth Faslund
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Were I called on to define, very briefly, the term Art, I should call it 'the reproduction of what the Senses perceive in Nature through the veil of the soul.' The mere imitation, however accurate, of what is in Nature, entitles no man to the sacred name of 'Artist.'
quote by Edgar Allan Poe
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
The Journey of The Spırıt
This experiment fostered on mere mortal men
cannot be reasoned in thought.
One must be confident that what is seen
is over and again sought
by the soul of your existence that can't resist
its purpose to bring you home.
It's a home filled with knowledge
of everything that is.
It's a home filled with reverence
for everything that is.
And so while we're here we play this game
expecting to be duped and fooled.
And experiencing all of our earthly acts
we are slowly motivated and schooled.
Most of what we are schooled in
takes its toll on our brain.
Where and how do we escape this
so this is not where we remain?
We search. We learn. We give. We love
and rid ourselves of pain.
Oh mere mortals wake up and see.
Fill up your cup with mortality.
And when you've had enough that's come your way
make all your thoughts unfettered and free.
For this is the time that will come to you
all the sights that were blocked from your view.
No more will the experiment keep you enslaved
for the soul of your existence will help you be saved.
You will leave this recurring nightmarish scene
and finally understand all it did mean.
poem by Edwina Reizer
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Sometimes there's a snobbery among literary types that these people don't really get it, but in a lot of ways they get it more than the literati. There's a culture in the background that they understand and know. They get that deeper level.
quote by Irvine Welsh
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Divine existence
We can’t deny divine existence
There should not be wrong notion or insistence
It is for us to know real value and its place
Hough there is fast life with mad race
We have polluted thoughts and environment
Every action of our speak of adverse comment
We have left no room for slight adjustment
Only selfish motives behind every movement
You are strong individual and remain continuous
You can prefer to act role that can be called dubious
Yet the reality may remain as it is for time to come
We have to adjust accordingly and welcome
You should not try to see the hollowness of sky
Your mind should not be perturbed and ask why
The stars may twinkle and moon may appear without fail
You should set priority, set target and avail
You can’t disregard sweeping change
Even person tend to become fragile with age
The environment too may witness gradual transformation
We must analyze and respect the relation
Kings have disappeared and despots have taken over
Public is tired of and now finding shelter or cover
This may also find disappearance in phased manner
The change has to come later or sooner
You can remain mere spectator
The gradual change is simple indicator
You got to live with changing world
As you are supreme with your soul which is not yet sold
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
literary scene - Chopsticks, spoons, forks on the lane of my mind
A strange encounter, this person's writing, whom some hail as 'great', I found it to be inadequate. There are so many 'erudite' words strewn all over the place. The feeling is not that they are wrongly used, but that they stand around like they have no business except to point out the fact that the writer wants them to make him look smart. They feel like chopsticks, spoons, forks, chopping boards thrown onto the lanes of my mind. I just wish to tell the man....... your literary journey has hardly even begun.
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
In our recovery package we put new standards of accountability and transparency, which we hope will now apply.
quote by Nancy Pelosi
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
You can become an even more excellent person by constantly setting higher and higher standards for yourself and then by doing everything possible to live up to those standards.
quote by Brian Tracy
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Boring Internet Literary Forums
Like me do you find Internet Poetry Forums a bit of a bore
A five minute browse there seems seems enough little more
For me one who is not known to be bright
I do like more humor and less complex subject matter than those who delight
In discussing poets who took life so seriously such as Eliot and Poe
Their legends in death even does seem to grow
And though their poems quite great it does seem fair to say
That their words will not have you laughing all day.
They seldom mention Burns the poet who laughed at life
The children he fathered not all to Jean Armour his wife
Yet he loved all of his offsprings and none of them did disown
'Tis from such a person a true legend has grown.
And they seldom do mention the great Oscar Wilde
For his sexuality by snobbish rednecks reviled
Reading Jail's most famous inmate people like him so rare
As a humorist and writer one beyond compare.
I've just mentioned two great literary names here yet there are many more
Marvellous writers in their works humor to the fore
On internet literary forums their names seldom mentioned if ever at all
Though their humor and pathos worthy of recall.
Though many with what I say here will choose to disagree
The internet literary forums seem boring to me
And though my opinion on them as on many things may seem quite wrong
Five minutes in there for me does seem quite long.
poem by Francis Duggan
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
A literary critic is someone who can't write, but who loves to show he would have been a wonderful writer if only he could!
quote by Brian Lumley
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
I Learned My Literature As Myself
I learned my Literature as myself-
Kafka was my soul
In the days of my early anxiety-
Joyce was my soul
Also in literary striving -
Wordsworth my soul in calm and love of nature-
Salinger my soul
Bellow my soul
Singer my soul
Soul after soul
But when I came to write
Near the end
After all the meaning
I and all the other souls together conspired
A voice perhaps my own?
poem by Shalom Freedman
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!