Poetry and Quote: Wait ‘Til The Sea Calms

Of what you have thought,
Perhaps the evilest to think of—
Write it in a book
And savor each stroke of words;
Ponder how it reflects truth.

For the time being
Lock it in secrecy—
No one has to thole the harsh
Of your mind’s rage toward earth.

Save it for later,
Wait ’til your sea calms,
Or dust it to forgotten.

It may then be
Fury into wisdom,
Caught in discovery—
One could learn a thing or two;
Leave the world alone to know,
Let humanity wonder.

Nowadays, people find it more easy to be swayed by emotions and tend to forget to pause, take a moment and carefully think of the words before it comes out of their mouth. There certainly is nothing wrong with voicing opinions out—I think it’s a very powerful tool to let the whole world know about the beauty of each individual’s concerns. But being eaten by heavy emotions, say anger, can affect most of what we intend to tell. And there’s a consistent mismatch between ideas solely from our minds, and emotions that we feel.

I notice that social media is the common outlet whenever we desire to burst out of the bubble we are contained within for so long. I suggest it would be better to keep delicate thoughts to ourselves first, write it somewhere, let it rest for a few hours or days, and reflect on it whether the nagging thoughts still have the same intensity as we initially sought. In that way, not only do we spare ourselves from any further stress, but also saves a lot of people from the potential heated/negative arguments it could create.


Speak when you are angry and you will make the best speech you will ever regret.
– Groucho Marx


#6 Quote of the Week


If you cross a line and nothing happens, the line loses meaning. It’s like that old riddle about a tree falling in the forest, and whether it makes a sound if there’s no one around to hear it.

You keep drawing a line farther and farther away, crossing it everytime. That’s how people end up stepping off the edge of the earth. You’d be surprised at how easy it is to burst out of orbit, to spin out to a place where no one can touch you, to lose yourself – to get lost.

Or maybe you wouldn’t be surprised. Maybe some of you already know.

– Before I fall by Lauren Oliver

#4 Quote of the Week: Emily Dickinson

SUCCESS is counted sweetest
By those who ne’er succeed.
To comprehend a nectar
Requires sorest need.

Not one of all the purple host
Who took the flag to-day
Can tell the definition,
So clear, of victory,

As he, defeated, dying,
On whose forbidden ear
The distant strains of triumph
Break, agonized and clear.


This is a special quote of the week featuring Ms. Emily Dickinson as I consider her the goddess of poetry. If I’m given a chance to meet someone from the past it would be her (along with Henry James and William Faulkner, few of my favorite authors). Yesterday marks her death anniversary (May 15, 1886) and so I decided to give her a tribute.

#3 Quote of the Week: Gabriel Garcia Marquez

If I knew that today would be the last time I’d see you, I would hug you tight and pray the Lord be the keeper of your soul. If I knew that this would be the last time you pass through this door, I’d embrace you, kiss you, and call you back for one more. If I knew that this would be the last time I would hear your voice, I’d take hold of each word to be able to hear it over and over again. If I knew this is the last time I see you, I’d tell you I love you, and would not just assume foolishly you know it already.

– Gabriel Garcia Marquez

#2 Quote of the Week: Dead Poets Society


We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless… of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?” Answer. That you are here – that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?
– John Keating, Dead Poets Society (1989)

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#1 Quote of the Week: William Faulkner

Let the writer take up surgery or bricklaying if he is interested in technique. There is no mechanical way to get the writing done, no shortcut. The young writer would be a fool to follow a theory. Teach yourself by your own mistakes; people learn only by error. The good artist believes that nobody is good enough to give him advice. He has supreme vanity. No matter how much he admires the old writer, he wants to beat him.

– William Faulkner, 1956



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