Robert Bly

Reclaiming the sacred in our lives naturally brings us close once more to the wellsprings of poetry.
― Robert Bly

So I am proud only of those days that we pass in undivided tenderness.
― Robert Bly

The candle is not lit
To give light, but to testify to the night.
― Robert Bly, The Night Abraham Called to the Stars: Poems

A lazy part of us is like a tumbleweed.
It doesn’t move on its own. Sometimes it takes
A lot of Depression to get tumbleweeds moving.
― Robert Bly, Morning Poems

I have daughters and I have sons.
When one of them lays a hand
On my shoulder, shining fish
Turn suddenly in the deep sea.
― Robert Bly