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William Sieghart QUOTES

William Sieghart QUOTES

1 " Now that your worry has proved such an unlucrative business,
Why not find a better job? "

― William Sieghart , The Poetry Pharmacy Returns: More Prescriptions for Courage, Healing and Hope

2 " You want to lash out at the parts of your self that seem to hold you back. At moments like that, it's important to be able to sit down and speak gently within yourself, as if saying a prayer or reading a poem. Whichever part of you is unhappy, reassure it: accept your many selves, and allow them to speak both to you and to each other. "

― William Sieghart , The Poetry Pharmacy Returns: More Prescriptions for Courage, Healing and Hope

3 " When I hit thirty, he brought me a cake,
three layers of icing, home-made,
a candle for each stone in weight.
The icing was white but the letters were pink,
they said, EAT ME. And I ate, did
what I was told. Didn’t even taste it.
Then he asked me to get up and walk
round the bed so he could watch my broad
belly wobble, hips judder like a juggernaut.
The bigger the better, he’d say, I like
big girls, soft girls, girls I can burrow inside
with multiple chins, masses of cellulite.
I was his Jacuzzi. But he was my cook,
my only pleasure the rush of fast food,
his pleasure, to watch me swell like forbidden fruit.
His breadfruit. His desert island after shipwreck.
Or a beached whale on a king-sized bed
craving a wave. I was a tidal wave of flesh.
too fat to leave, too fat to buy a pint of full-fat milk,
too fat to use fat as an emotional shield,
too fat to be called chubby, cuddly, big-built.
The day I hit thirty-nine, I allowed him to stroke
my globe of a cheek. His flesh, my flesh flowed.
He said, Open wide, poured olive oil down my throat.
Soon you’ll be forty… he whispered, and how
could I not roll over on top. I rolled and he drowned
in my flesh. I drowned his dying sentence out.
I left him there for six hours that felt like a week.
His mouth slightly open, his eyes bulging with greed.
There was nothing else left in the house to eat. "

― William Sieghart , Poems of the Decade: An Anthology of the Forward Books of Poetry

4 " It takes solidarity and generosity of spirit to build a society in which anyone can feel safe. Empathy can be hard to find, especially for people who look or sound different, or believe different things to us. But when we allow ourselves to be pitted against each other, and to be ruled by the meaner emotions, we dig our own graves alongside those of the people we abandon. It's only when we understand our essential commonality that we can protect ourselves: not as individual humans, but as members of an indivisible whole. "

― William Sieghart , The Poetry Pharmacy Returns: More Prescriptions for Courage, Healing and Hope

5 " Two cures for love

1. Don't see him. Don't phone or write a letter.
2. The easy way: Get to know him better. "

― William Sieghart , The Poetry Pharmacy: Tried-and-True Prescriptions for the Mind, Heart and Soul

6 " OK,’ they say: ‘things have been bad. They may be bad again; they may not. In the meantime, let’s take heart with the day. Let’s begin again and see what happens. "

― William Sieghart , The Poetry Pharmacy: Tried-and-True Prescriptions for the Mind, Heart and Soul

7 " The one rule is ‘everything ends’. "

― William Sieghart , 100 Prized Poems: Twenty-five years of the Forward Books (Kindle Single )

8 " For three hours without history or thirst Time is my own unpurchased and intimate Republic of the cool wind and blue sea. "

― William Sieghart , Poems of the Decade: An Anthology of the Forward Books of Poetry

9 " For a little while I shall be nothing and good. "

― William Sieghart , Poems of the Decade: An Anthology of the Forward Books of Poetry

10 " Sometimes I am dizzy with the fear of losing everything – the sea, the sky, all living creatures, forests, estuaries: we trade so much to know the virtual we scarcely register the drift and tug of other bodies scarcely apprehend the moment as it happens: shifts of light and weather and the quiet, local forms of history: "

― William Sieghart , 100 Prized Poems: Twenty-five years of the Forward Books (Kindle Single )

11 " We are made beautiful and glorious not by the ways in which we differ from the rest of the biosphere, but by our place, perhaps unique in the universe, in this community of living things. "

― William Sieghart , The Poetry Pharmacy Returns: More Prescriptions for Courage, Healing and Hope

12 " The soul could be happier anywhere than where it happens to be. "

― William Sieghart , Poems of the Decade: An Anthology of the Forward Books of Poetry

13 " When one glove is missing, both are lost. "

― William Sieghart , 100 Prized Poems: Twenty-five years of the Forward Books (Kindle Single )

14 " Mythologies of the End Each century believing itself poised as if on the edge of time. "

― William Sieghart , Poems of the Decade: An Anthology of the Forward Books of Poetry

15 " It shows how a leap into the unknown – whether it’s a bungee jump or a marriage proposal – can lead to joy, not disaster. Come to the Edge by Christopher Logue Come to the edge. We might fall. Come to the edge. It’s too high! COME TO THE EDGE! And they came, And he pushed, And they flew. "

― William Sieghart , The Poetry Pharmacy: Tried-and-True Prescriptions for the Mind, Heart and Soul

16 " Retreating from the world, all I can do Is build a new world, one demanding less "

― William Sieghart , 100 Prized Poems: Twenty-five years of the Forward Books (Kindle Single )

17 " remember that no poem deserves only a single visit. "

― William Sieghart , The Poetry Pharmacy: Tried-and-True Prescriptions for the Mind, Heart and Soul

18 " Fetch? Balls and sticks capture my attention
seconds at a time. Catch? I don’t think so.
Bunny, tumbling leaf, a squirrel who’s—oh
joy—actually scared. Sniff the wind, then

I’m off again: muck, pond, ditch, residue
of any thrillingly dead thing. And you?
Either you’re sunk in the past, half our walk,
thinking of what you never can bring back,

or else you’re off in some fog concerning
—tomorrow, is that what you call it? My work:
to unsnare time’s warp (and woof!), retrieving,
my haze-headed friend, you. This shining bark,

a Zen master’s bronzy gong, calls you here,
entirely, now: bow-wow, bow-wow, bow-wow. "

― William Sieghart , The Poetry Pharmacy: Tried-and-True Prescriptions for the Mind, Heart and Soul

19 " Atlas

There is a kind of love callend maintenance,
Which stores the WD40 and knows when to use it;

Which checks the insurance, and doesn't forget
The milkman; which remembers to plant bulbs;

Which answers letters; which knows the way
The money goes; which deals with dentists

And Road Fund Tax and meeting trains,
And postcards to the lonely; which upholds

The permanently rickety elaborate
Structures of living; which is Atlas.

And maintenance is the sensible side of love,
Which knows what time and weather are doing
To my brickwork; insulates my faulty wiring;
Laughs at my dryrotten jokes; remembers
My need for gloss and grouting; which keeps
My suspect edifice upright in air,
As Atlas did the sky. "

― William Sieghart , The Poetry Pharmacy: Tried-and-True Prescriptions for the Mind, Heart and Soul

20 " It’s in the reach of my arms, The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. "

― William Sieghart , The Poetry Pharmacy: Tried-and-True Prescriptions for the Mind, Heart and Soul