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She was the Judy Garland of American poetry. - James Dickey

She was the Judy Garland of American poetry. – James Dickey

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The New York Quarterly is an amazing, intelligent, crazy, creative, strange, and indispensable magazine. – James Dickey

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Flight is the only truly new sensation than men have achieved in modern history. – James Dickey

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I think Ginsberg has done more harm to the craft that I honor and live by than anybody else by reducing it to a kind of mean that enables the most dubious practitioners to claim they are poets because they think, If the kind of thing Ginsberg does is poetry, I can do that. – James Dickey

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I think theres no excuse for the American poetry reader not knowing a good deal about what is going on in the rest of the world. – James Laughlin

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To be a poet is a condition rather than a profession. He requires whatever it needs to be completely his own master. – Robert Graves, Horizon: A Review of Literature and Art, 1946

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Reading poetry gives me a sense of calm, well-being, and love for humanity – the same stuff more flexible women get from yoga. – J. Courtney Sullivan

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Ive already written 300 space poems. But I look upon my ultimate form as being a poetic prose. When you read it, it appears to be prose, but within the prose you have embedded the techniques of poetry. – Story Musgrave

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To lovers, I devise their imaginary world, with whatever they may need, as the stars of the sky, the red, red roses by the wall, the snow of the hawthorn, the sweet strains of music, and aught else they may desire to figure to each other the lastingness and beauty of their love. – Williston Fish, "A Last Will," 1898

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