I cried. Thank you Sarah. Sometimes we write poems over and over. They never seem right, but I think it is because they are too full- they were never supposed to be one story. They were supposed to be buckets, left out to catch hundreds of thousands of stories as they fell from peoples eyes. I dropped my story, and you caught it. Today I found it again. Thank you.
My favorite character is the Mother who builds a darkroom for herself, with her own sweat and blood. She does what she loves even if nobody else does. She's an artist who built her own world in a little room with just darkness, colored lights, sinks and chemicals. The Mother seems a lot like me. The last line of the poem sums it all up. It shows a difference yet a similarity between grandpa Stewart, her father and herself. They all knew the art of capture- to capture memories, dreams and events. Her grandpa loved it, her father knew it and she knew it too. But her grandpa and father captured through the lens and she through words. And through capturing, they learnt to embrace it and enjoy it, to accept it and sometimes to let go of what cannot be changed and move on to the next frame, to the next word.
Ever since I saw Sarah perform at the TED talks, I've been watching all the videos here. I've read books of poems by Whitman, Cummings, Frost, and Bukowski. And I still melt when Sarah talks. In my opinion, her performance is as important as her poetry, and to hear her voice transcends whatever preconceptions reading other poets have given me. Thank you and I hope to see you perform in person someday soon!
Words are not enough. Words will never be enough to explain the way you paint pictures in everyone's minds without your crayons,only with your thoughts. Words will never be enough to explain how our eyes get wider and our breaths get caught in our throats when you talk about magic and stories and lost dreams. Words are not enough. Words will never be enough
sometimes when I'm scared about not knowing what I want to do with my life I listen to Sarah Kay and she makes me hopeful and excited to find the things I'm good at and will love to do.
I was searching for some pictures of my childhood and I've found this unbelievable, amazing, unreal world and I've lost my sense of truth to find out something more delightful.
Something about your poem, something about your voice, something about how you tell your stories, brings tears to my eyes. You are just amazing Sarah Kay. And Thank you for doing what you do; tell stories of us all.
All I can say is WOW and thank-you. who knew a voice could share such emotions without yelling, who could paint such pictures without your camera, Sarah Kay you are an AMAZING artist.
I wrote a poem inspired by this. *The Art of Capture* I write poetry greedily, snatching at words to describe thoughts to describe feelings to describe me. Hope and despair collapse in a pile of letters, confusion, and memories. I read old work hungrily, picking up each timestamp with care, removing the cobwebs and tearstains. Suddenly they are no longer the next best thing, they are merely remembered. I live life desperately, turning pictures into movies and slowing down each moment to replay in the darkness. My heart spills out and plants a garden so bright, the sun leans down and smiles.
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Does anyone else get excited when they find a sarah kay poem they havent heard before?
Me.
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Tui ABSOLUTELY!!! 🧡
Darling don't we all??😂😂❤she's a damn Queen
Yessss!
My children shall be raised on Sarah Kay and Dr. Seuss.
Mine as well lol
I cried. Thank you Sarah.
Sometimes we write poems over and over. They never seem right, but I think it is because they are too full- they were never supposed to be one story. They were supposed to be buckets, left out to catch hundreds of thousands of stories as they fell from peoples eyes.
I dropped my story, and you caught it. Today I found it again. Thank you.
In fact, most poets write the same poem over and over - Richard Hugo
Bucket List Goal: See Sarah Kay perform live!
My favorite character is the Mother who builds a darkroom for herself, with her own sweat and blood. She does what she loves even if nobody else does. She's an artist who built her own world in a little room with just darkness, colored lights, sinks and chemicals. The Mother seems a lot like me.
The last line of the poem sums it all up. It shows a difference yet a similarity between grandpa Stewart, her father and herself. They all knew the art of capture- to capture memories, dreams and events. Her grandpa loved it, her father knew it and she knew it too. But her grandpa and father captured through the lens and she through words. And through capturing, they learnt to embrace it and enjoy it, to accept it and sometimes to let go of what cannot be changed and move on to the next frame, to the next word.
Ever since I saw Sarah perform at the TED talks, I've been watching all the videos here. I've read books of poems by Whitman, Cummings, Frost, and Bukowski. And I still melt when Sarah talks. In my opinion, her performance is as important as her poetry, and to hear her voice transcends whatever preconceptions reading other poets have given me. Thank you and I hope to see you perform in person someday soon!
Words are not enough. Words will never be enough to explain the way you paint pictures in everyone's minds without your crayons,only with your thoughts. Words will never be enough to explain how our eyes get wider and our breaths get caught in our throats when you talk about magic and stories and lost dreams. Words are not enough. Words will never be enough
sometimes when I'm scared about not knowing what I want to do with my life I listen to Sarah Kay and she makes me hopeful and excited to find the things I'm good at and will love to do.
Thats an amazing compliment, you are an amazing soul!
I was searching for some pictures of my childhood and I've found this unbelievable, amazing, unreal world and I've lost my sense of truth to find out something more delightful.
Coming back to this after Jakarta, January. When "some towers fell," that's when she "reached for poetry."
"There are some parts of me I only recognize from photographs."
That was intense. I was glued to every word she said.
because these are more than just her words, they are her life, her feelings, her way of looking at the world
The most beautiful, heartbreaking, awe-inspiring words come from her.
you have a gift sarah, u tell a story like no other
I don't know why I felt this so much, but I really did.
Something about your poem, something about your voice, something about how you tell your stories, brings tears to my eyes. You are just amazing Sarah Kay. And Thank you for doing what you do; tell stories of us all.
Beautiful as always. Sara never fails to impress me, and remind me again why I love poetry.
All I can say is WOW and thank-you. who knew a voice could share such emotions without yelling, who could paint such pictures without your camera, Sarah Kay you are an AMAZING artist.
Sarah's beautiful words always leave me speechless.
I don't think I've ever not cried the first time I hear one of Sarah's poem...
I wrote a poem inspired by this.
*The Art of Capture*
I write poetry greedily,
snatching at words to describe thoughts to describe feelings to describe me.
Hope and despair collapse in a pile of letters,
confusion, and memories.
I read old work hungrily,
picking up each timestamp with care, removing the cobwebs and tearstains.
Suddenly they are no longer the next best thing,
they are merely remembered.
I live life desperately,
turning pictures into movies and slowing down each moment to replay in the darkness.
My heart spills out and plants a garden so bright,
the sun leans down and smiles.
Still chills
This is so insanely addicting!!
I love you, Sarah Kay. Thank you for filling my heart with wonderful feeling.
Just heartbreakingly beautiful
Totally inspiring, Sarah. As a photographer and a speaker, this is amazing!
Miss Kay, you're one of my heroes
this gets more powerful with each time i listen.
The last few lines shook me. The resonance was unholy. Her voice sounded like something broken that has been mended. Unbelievable.
Thank you Sara. Yes when you learn to hold on you also need to learn to let go when it is time.
Wow! That was stunning...she is so very inspiring.
her voice is perfect.
She is amazing
This for some reason is my fav poem:-)
this gave me chills.
Sarah Kay's poetry is my best and only friend.
Only reason why I'm subscribed to this channel is for Sarah Kay.
Sara you are amazing I love your poems
I love Sarah Kay!!!
MY NAME IS SARAH AND MY GRANDPA'S NAME WAS STEWART
if you say your best friend's name is phill, I'm done. HAHAHAHA
oh! how i love you and oh.. how MUCH you inspire me ...
Inspired.. the way you perform is amazingg 👏👏
WOW! That was such an amazing poem!!! Thank you so much for sharing!
The reason we come here. :-)
Oh my ... amazing!! so moving
Beautiful
Gorgeous!
thank you Sara
Fuck, I teared up. BEAUTIFUL.
Beautiful.
Sarah. May you never experience another bad day.
beautiful beautiful beautiful beautiful
Love her poems stolen and stuck by a cricket lullaby.
@annawee3 that's cause you're not meant to hear it, you're meant to feel it. listen again :)
Lovely and great ty
@annawee3 It makes perfect sense.
Wow... Incredible :)
wow your are a great poet!!!
If I could get to meet anyone, it would be you.
@alwayskatharine I don't believe that is the one they are referencing. Search for "Sarah Kay: If I should have a daughter..."
how does one memorize something so long and incredible?
Wait, is she talking about the Washington state brush fire?
Eliir Rii no i don't think so. She said she grew up in NYC.
Okay. Sorry I was wrong. Thank you for letting us know, alwayskatharine. :)
My photography Instagram account is named after your poem, Sarah
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I... I can't even... SARAH BE MY BEST FRIEND BE MY MENTOR PLEASE
always:)
easy when you wrote it on the inside of you.
I cant fucking enjoy this because theres this ringing sound throughout the video