Robert Bly

Robert Bly
Robert Blyis an American poet, author, activist and leader of the mythopoetic men's movement. His most commercially successful book to date was Iron John: A Book About Men, a key text of the mythopoetic men's movement, which spent 62 weeks on the The New York Times Best Seller list. He won the 1968 National Book Award for Poetry for his book The Light Around the Body...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth23 December 1926
CityLac Qui Parle County, MN
CountryUnited States of America
A person who discreetly farts in an elevator is not a divine being, and a man needs to know this.
And why shouldn't the miraculous, / Caught on this earth, visit / The old man alone in his hut?
The deeper question... is not whether ancient religious forms can reform... but whether new forms of nature-related spirituality might emerge...
But our gusty emotions say to me that we have / Tasted heaven many times: these delicacies / Are left over from some larger party.
One out of three black men are in the criminal justice system in some form. Their despair is beginning to resonate through the entire culture; that is why suburban children want rap music.
I knew this friendship with myself couldn’t last forever.
I have spent many years trying to recover a common language, one that can cross the distance between people.
There are years from my childhood that I cannot remember and I cannot forget.
If you want the truth, I will tell you the truth: Friend, listen: the God whom I love is inside.
The world belongs primarily to the dead, and we only rent it from them for a little while. They created it, they wrote its literature and its songs, and they are deeply invested in how children are treated, because the children are the ones who will keep it going. The idea that each of us has the right to change everything is a deep insult to them.
By the time a man is 35 he knows that the images of the right man, the tough man, the true man which he received in high school do not work in life.
As the saying goes, you might as well be yourself; everyone else is taken.
The best presenters have conversations with their audiences.
One day while studying a Yeats poem I decided to write poetry the rest of my life. I recognized that a single short poem has room for history, music, psychology, religious thought, mood, occult speculation, character, and events of one's own life. I still feel surprised that such various substances can find shelter and nourishment in a poem. A poem in fact may be a sort of nourishing liquid, such as one uses to keep an amoeba alive. If prepared right, a poem can keep an image or a thought or insights on history or the psyche alive for years, as well as our desires and airy impulses.