Narrative art, the novel, from Murasaki to Proust, has produced great works of poetry. – Eugenio Montale
Happiness, for you we walk on a knife edge. To the eyes you are a flickering light, to the feet, thin ice that cracks and so may no one touch you who loves you. – Eugenio Montale
For my part, if I consider poetry as an object, I maintain that it is born of the necessity of adding a vocal sound (speech) to the hammering of the first tribal music. – Eugenio Montale
There is also poetry written to be shouted in a square in front of an enthusiastic crowd. This occurs especially in countries where authoritarian regimes are in power. – Eugenio Montale