In California in the early Spring, There are pale yellow mornings, when the mist burns slowly into day, The air stings like Autumn, clarifies like pain - Well, I have dreamed this coast myself.
"Robert L. Hass" is an American poet. He served as Poet Laureate of the United States from 1995 to 1997. He won the 2007 National Book Award and shared the 2008 Pulitzer Prize for the collection Time and Materials: Poems 1997-2005.. In 2014 he was awarded the List of winners of the Wallace Stevens Award/Wallace Stevens Award from the Academy of American Poets.If you enjoy these quotes, be sure to check out other famous poets! More Robert Hass on Wikipedia.
Longing, we say, because desire is full of endless distances.
I think that the job of poetry, its political job, is to refresh the idea of justice, which is going dead in us all the time.
There are moments when the body is as numinous as words, days that are the good flesh continuing. Such tenderness, those afternoons and evenings, saying blackberry, blackberry, blackberry.
Walking, I recite the hard explosive names of birds: egret, killdeer, bittern, tern.
I guess a lot of the questions in poetry can only be answered by poetry. That is they can only be answered by dramatizing and intensifying the contradictions which we suppress in everyday life in order to get on with it.
All the new thinking is about loss, In this it resembles all the old thinking.