Sentences with phrase «as the poet put»

In the New York Times, Roberta Smith has described Mira Schor's «small, sharp, quirky paintings» as «thorns in the side of the medium,» while artist Robert Berlind, writing in Art in America, described Schor as «An intimist whose candor is akin to Emily Dickinson's, Schor uses the sparest of means to signal, as the poet put it, «The loneliness / One dare not sound.»

But this was «swinging London» where, as the poet put it «Sex was invented in nineteen sixty three Between the Chatterley trial and the Beatles» first LP»

Not exact matches

Or as one poet put it: death used to be an executioner.

The only question is, as the English poet John Betjeman put it in his poem «Christmas,» is it true?

With Aquinas and Aristotle I see time, becoming, potentiality, contingency as belonging together, but unlike both I put them in God as well as in creatures, and indeed, as Whitehead says, God is both creator (poet of the world) and creature.

There he will be a contented farmer, sailor and erstwhile poet of the broadcast booth, and, as he puts it, «my fans will then be the waves of the ocean, and my applause, the roar of the sea.»

It has been said that, in times of crisis or depression, recalling better times can be «sorrow's crown of sorrow», as the poet Alfred Tennyson put it.

Neruda Directed by Pablo Larraín Chile / Argentina / France / Spain, 2016, 107m Spanish and French with English subtitles Pablo Larraín's exciting, surprising, and colorful new film is not a biopic but, as the director himself puts it, a «Nerudean» portrait of the great Chilean poet Pablo Neruda's years of flight and exile after his 1948 denunciation of his government's leadership.

Charley's struggle to fit in a world that no longer welcomes him mirrors our own longing to connect, to find someone to care about and care for, to discover, as poet Carl Sandburg put it, «a voice to speak to us in the day end, a hand to touch us in the dark room, breaking the long loneliness.»

I fellow poet put up your address as a possible way of getting published.

The victim advocacy movement may yet regrow a bona fide humane movement rooted in representing «the voice of the voiceless,» as poet Etta Wheeler Wilcox put it in 1910, at a time when humane societies were the standard bearers for abused and exploited children as well as animals, and stood in opposition to slavers and the Ku Klux Klan, not in defense of the dogs the slavers and the KKK bred and used to intimidate racial and ethnic minorities, between staging fundraising dogfights.

Including full - color plates of over sixty works spanning York's career, a new essay by poet and art critic Bruce Hainley, plus earlier essays by Fairfield Porter and Calvin Tomkins, an extensive chronology, a complete bibliography, and a detailed catalogue of works, this publication is a testament to, as Hainley puts it, York's «pursuit of lyric intensity while negotiating a point - blank confrontation with history — all in stealth relation to the leopard - alive instant at the end of the brush.»

She would stubbornly pursue her own quiet «tentativeness» (as the poet and art critic John Ashbery once put it), just as she would soon marry a businessman, move out of bohemia, build a house overlooking the ocean near the Hamptons, raise a child and pursue a more conventional upper middle class lifestyle.

(The artist himself spent his childhood in exile from his native Beijing, as a result of pressure put on his father, a poet.)

One is that, as poet Kabir puts it, life may change in an instant.

As the great Canadian poet Leonard Cohen put it, «Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything... and that is how the light gets in.»