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Amiri Baraka 1934-2014 |
April is National Poetry Month.
In the last post, Women and Poets, I remembered and thanked women poets who have nurtured, inspired and taught me.
Today I remember and thank the male counterparts who have done the same.
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Poetry..
your intoxicating images
your intimidating and challenging ideas
...and your affirming phrases
call me
to eat your carefully crafted words
digesting them
like a last meal--
a precursor to the rest of my life
You serve a steady diet
of invitations to think
to read
to write...
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In The Golden Picture Book of Poems to Read & to Learn, I met the first poet, the first man who seduced me with words- Robert Louis Stevenson. I can still recite most of My Shadow from memory. I never intentionally memorized it--I just read it so much that is seeped into my poetry bones. Because I noticed shadows and their strange behavior as a kid, this poem resonated with me, along with the rest of poems about childhood, life and ordinary objects that this book contained.
Middle school brought the traditional studies, the myriad questions, and the potential to not understand, dislike, or even hate poetry. I wonder how many folks lost their appetite for poetry as they studied it in school..
Fortunately for me, the boredom and confusion experienced by some of my classmates passed me by, and I stuck around long enough with the verses and rhymes to discover that this "school poetry" was not the only kind of poetry.
It was during this time that I discovered E.E. Cummings who ushered in a whole new perspective for me. His poetry not only didn't rhyme, but looked exotic on the page, absent the punctuation and capitals that I had been told had to be there in each line. He invented words, combined symbols with letters, and placed them on the page in strange and puzzling ways. 2 Little Whos gives a taste of his uniqueness. See other poems by Cummings here.
This was definitely not the poetry we were reading in school!
Langston Hughes lamented our deferred dreams and also made us laugh . Claude McKay spoke his bold defiance in metaphors and similes.
Amiri Baraka (Leroi Jones) was the only prince of poetry for me for many year and my personal introduction to this forerunner to rap and hip hop. We lost him this year -there is hole in my poetry landscape.
Read Baraka's Political Poem and History as Process.
At a conference about ten year ago, I was sitting with friends after a full day of sessions, having a glass of wine, when I noticed a
Once back in the exhibit hall, I went in search of The Holy Surprise of Right Now: Selected and New Poems,
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Czelaw Milosz, writing through the lenses of his great faith, bears witness to the political upheaval in his Poland and other parts of the world.
Read his poems Incantation and A Song on the End of the World.
I continue to discover poets new to me.
Much gratitude to you, gentlemen, for your words and work, your ideas and inspiration, your truths and teachings. You continue to inform my own poetry and writing.
Today's Deeper Writing Possibilities
As we continue to celebrate National Poetry Month, reflect and remember those male poets that have offered you enjoyment, life lessons and writing insights.
Make a list of 5- 10 of these poets.
Which poems/books/lines have deep-reaching influence on you?
Write a thank-you letter to one of the poets on your list, letting him know just how much you have learned from him, ways you have applied the lesson,s and specific actions that his writing has fostered.
Write a poem to honor all of or one of the poets on your list.
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