What did Robert Frost mean by: Poets like Shakespeare know more about poetry than any $25 an hour man. - Robert Frost Poet · USA Copy
+ I’d just as soon play tennis with the net down. Feraz Zeid, April 15, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Frost, Humor, 0 - Robert Frost Poet · USA
+ Poetry is about the grief. Politics is about the grievance. Feraz Zeid, July 25, 2023December 29, 2023, Robert Frost, Grief, Grievance, Politics, 0 - Robert Frost Poet · USA
+ A definite purpose, like blinders on a horse, inevitably narrows its possessor’s point of view. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Frost, Horse, Purpose, 0 - Robert Frost Poet · USA
+ When I see birches bend to left and right… I like to think some boy’s been swinging them. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Frost, Boys, Left, 0 - Robert Frost Poet · USA
+ The ear is the only true writer and the only true reader. Feraz Zeid, June 27, 2023December 29, 2023, Robert Frost, Writer, 0 - Robert Frost Poet · USA
+ Poetry is play. I’d even rather have you think of it as a sport. For instance, like football. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Frost, Football, Sports, 0 - Robert Frost Poet · USA
+ I go to school the youth to learn the future. Feraz Zeid, December 21, 2022January 10, 2024, Robert Frost, Education, Future, Youth, 0 - Robert Frost Poet · USA
+ I would have written of me on my stone: I had a lover’s quarrel with the world. Feraz Zeid, May 24, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Frost, Love, 0 - Robert Frost Poet · USA
It takes 25 years to learn to draw, one hour to learn to paint. - Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres Painter · France
Every hour in itself, as it respects us in particular, is the only one we can call our own. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Art is a magic which makes the hours melt away and even days dissolve into seconds - Leonora Carrington Painter · United Kingdom
It’s the hour when night breaks away from the day, my dove, let me go. - Jean Genet Playwright · France
O woman! thou wert fashioned to beguile: So have all sages said, all poets sung. - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
I am not less poet; I am more conscious of all that I am, am not, and might become. - Jean Toomer Writer
