Top 8 Quotes & Sayings by Susan Howe

Explore popular quotes and sayings by an American poet Susan Howe.

Last updated on April 14, 2025.

Susan Howe is an American poet, scholar, essayist and critic, who has been closely associated with the Language poets, among other poetry movements. Her work is often classified as Postmodern because it expands traditional notions of genre. Many of Howe's books are layered with historical, mythical, and other references, often presented in an unorthodox format. Her work contains lyrical echoes of sound, and yet is not pinned down by a consistent metrical pattern or a conventional poetic rhyme scheme.

American - Poet | Born: June 10, 1937

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Soundwaves. It’s the difference between one stillness and another stillness.

Susan Howe

Whose order is shut inside the structure of a sentence?

Susan Howe

Herman Melville is not comforting. Emily Dickinson isn’t either. Maybe their work is too hungry for comfort, or just too vivid for comfort. But Henry James is – profoundly so. Because he is tender. The tenderness is there in the structure of the sentence. He knows the way the poor and the dead are forgotten by the living, and he cannot allow that to happen. So he keeps on writing for them, for the dead, as if they were children to be sheltered and loved, never abandoned.

Susan Howe

If history is a record of survivors, Poetry shelters other voices.

Susan Howe

In Maureen Owen's perfectly titled Erosion's Pull, words and lines map, unmap, and revamp our everyday postcontemporary geographies: ironies and ambiguities, surrealistic conundrums, kaleidoscopic comedies, puzzlements, certain and uncertain loves and losses.

Susan Howe

A poem is an invocation, rebellious return to the blessedness of beginning again, wandering free in pure process of forgetting and finding.

Susan Howe

I often think of the space of a page as a stage, with words, letters, syllable characters moving across.

Susan Howe

There’s a level at which words are spirit and paper is skin. That’s the fascination of archives. There’s still a bodily trace.

Susan Howe