When you’re shivering with loss, let love keep you warm with memories.
—Terri Guillemets
When you’re shivering with loss, let love keep you warm with memories.
—Terri Guillemets
No volume of history is insignificant, even the worst chapters. Especially the worst chapters.
—Terri Guillemets
awareness, audacity, awe
authenticity, acumen, angels
coffee, curiosity, cats
dreams, decision, desire, direction, devils
erasers, endurance, experiments
fearlessness, flexibility
grit, guts, goals
honesty, hyperbole, hunger
ink, ingenuity, insanity, insomnia, insecurity
intention, intellect, insight, intuition
purpose, pain, passion, perspective, personality
rawness, reverie, reference
soul, style, spunk, sense, solitude, silence
substance, stubbornness, struggle, sweat
sagacity, skepticism, stationery
typewriter, tea, time
wit, wisdom, what-ifs
wistfulness, wine, window, wings
—Terri Guillemets
Other than actually putting pen to paper, I can’t think of another more important duty of the writer than to stare wistfully out a window.
—Terri Guillemets
green-veined leaves suddenly blushing copper
bronze-edged trees swaying in autumn breezes
gold foliage drifting past pewter branches baring all
brass-hued leaflets dying in beauty, falling in grace
—Terri Guillemets
Any real writer — or reader — has had a papercut on the forehead at least once.
—Terri Guillemets
Climb from the depths of your soul to the heights of your future.
—Terri Guillemets
If you feel beautiful, then you are. Even if you don’t, you still are.
—Terri Guillemets
Autumn binds poetry in its own withered leaves.
—Terri Guillemets
There are living days and there are writing days. But you can never have the writing without the living. And if you’ve got writer’s block you’d better go have yourself a day of living to fix it, rather than beating on an idling brain.
—Terri Guillemets
Foggy heavy-gray teary-eyed low-hanging
snow-stuffed melancholy winter clouds
Impulsive wayward turbulent thick-swift-dark
tempestuous hail-angered storm clouds
Sprinkling lighthearted fanciful breeze-drifted
rainbow-nestled April-hued springtime clouds
Enormous white-fluffy fairydust-fringed
frolicsome sun-illumed carefree summer clouds
Thunderous intense restless rain-soaked
lightning-streaked July-dyed monsoon clouds
Azure-skylit sunglow-slanted edge-gleaming
white-silver billowy contemplative autumn clouds
Vivid vibrant blissful dawn-lit joy-beamed
daybreak-florid sunrise-tinted morning clouds
Aimless airy midday-lazy wandering listless
mountaintop-floating leisurely afternoon clouds
Amber-ablaze day’s-end-pink ephemeral-amethyst
evening-welcome smoky-embered sunset clouds
Lambent star-flanked luminous moon-halo’d
glowing shadow-painted skygazers’ night clouds
—Terri Guillemets
The poet is a sensitive snail
wandering along the path of life
leaving a glittering trail of words.
—Terri Guillemets
An author can be just a writer, but a translator must always be a poet.
—Terri Guillemets