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mentalbunny
28th November 2002, 21:58
I've been getting into Poetry recently, my mum lent me a book of Sylvia Plath poems and I love them. I'm also studying Baudelaire with my French teacher. She's French herself and Literature is her specialialty, she loves Baudelaire so it's great for me. I've only just started, howver, so I've only read one poem.

Which poets do you like? I'm also a fan of Carol Ann Duffy, her Valentine poem is a classic and we're doing In Mrs Tilscher's Class for GCSE, I really like that one too.

hawarameen
29th November 2002, 00:08
i have loads my fave is this one, no-one knows who wrote it but its wicked

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there i do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints on snow
I am the sunlight on the ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn rain
When you awaken in the mornings hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quite birds in circled flight
I am the soft stars that shine at night
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there i did not die


Remember is good by christina rossetti

the highwayman by alfred noyes

the raven by edgar alan poe

these are a few but ones i can recall in an instant

Valkyrie
29th November 2002, 00:37
For contemporary poetry, I like Syliva Plath too.. she is very descriptive in her writing. And check out how many times she uses the word "rook". MB, have you read the Bell Jar? I think you'll like it.

I also like Edna St. Vicent Millay and Rossetti as well. The WWI soldier poets - Siegfried Sassoon, Wildred Owen and Rupert Brooke. Pablo Neruda, Byron and Shelley.. Emily Dickensen, Dylan Thomas, ee cummings.. and Erich Mead and his anti-poetry poetry.

suffianr
29th November 2002, 03:43
Rabrindanath Tagore, Omar Khayyam, Hemingway...yes, in that order... ;)

mentalbunny
29th November 2002, 08:51
Quote: from Paris on 12:37 am on Nov. 29, 2002
For contemporary poetry, I like Syliva Plath too.. she is very descriptive in her writing. And check out how many times she uses the word "rook". MB, have you read the Bell Jar? I think you'll like it.

I also like Edna St. Vicent Millay and Rossetti as well. The WWI soldier poets - Siegfried Sassoon, Wildred Owen and Rupert Brooke. Pablo Neruda, Byron and Shelley.. Emily Dickensen, Dylan Thomas, ee cummings.. and Erich Mead and his anti-poetry poetry.




I haven't read the Bell Jar, I'm waitnig till I'm a bit happier to try that one! I love Siegfried Sassoon because he's really anti-war and stuff, I liek the other war poets but not quite as much.

Does anyone like RS Thomas? My mum is a huge fan of his, she wrote her dissatation for her degree on him. I like some of his poems, haven't read many though.

man in the red suit
29th November 2002, 15:22
quoth the raven, "nevermore"

Xvall
29th November 2002, 18:57
http://www.cravingthesoulfood.org/subpages/iam.html

Panamarisen
29th November 2002, 19:11
Sylvia Plath, Baudelaire: some of my favourites. And should never we forget Rimbaud, Nerval, Mallarme. Nor Federico García Lorca, Miguel Hernandez (a real poet/revolutionary), Alejandra Pizarnik, Leon Felipe (whose poetry, btw, Che loved), or Verlaine...

HASTA LA VICTORIA SIEMPRE!

Panamarisen
29th November 2002, 19:15
BTW, hawarameen, that unknown poem looks like an indigenous (aboriginal) one, or a poem written by some Symbolism/Romanticism author.

HASTA LA VICTORIA SIEMPRE!

BOZG
29th November 2002, 20:40
I don't really have a favourite poet. I like what I like basically. The only poetry I really read is anti-war/socialist poetry anyway.

Panamarisen
29th November 2002, 20:51
BOZG, poetry is maybe the most beautiful, the most interesting, and the most difficult of arts.

My experience is that Poetry generally is not taught in the proper way, so people just not usually understand it, and, even worse, donīt appreciate it.

Anti-war/socialist poetry may be OK, but I would suggest not to stop there. Going on farther will make us all experience and know some other very special things -about ourselves, and about life in general.

HASTA LA VICTORIA SIEMPRE!

BOZG
29th November 2002, 21:01
I prefer poetry that tells a story or gives an opinion on an issue rather than a poem about someone's love for their grandmother or a love poem. They are extremely personal poems and have no relevance to me as how I feel is always going to differ from them.

Panamarisen
29th November 2002, 21:22
I do understand you very well, BOZG, but the point is that most poetry doesnīt has to do with granny or such. At the contrary, you would be surprised, while reading some authors, how you would feel really identified with them, with what they are trying to say, with what actually may be yourself in so many ways...

Sorry, I just canīt explain myself better in English.

HASTA LA VICTORIA SIEMPRE!

BOZG
29th November 2002, 21:43
I know what you're saying. The only poem that I can think of that I can connect with is Dylan Thomas' "Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night". Maybe someday I will find a poet that I can connect with entirely but so far I have not.

Panamarisen
29th November 2002, 23:53
If you are able to read Dylan Thomas, then you are able to read real good poetry... Indeed, it means you really know about poetry, even if you are not aware of it.

I would suggest just go on as you are doing..., dontīt ever stop!

HASTA LA VICTORIA SIEMPRE!

Lefty
30th November 2002, 05:33
i love poetry, i have begun reading it. However, I am by no means knowledgable about it. I love edgar allen poe. "The Raven" and "Alone" are my favorites.

mentalbunny
30th November 2002, 13:50
Here's a poem a friend of my mother's wrote, what do you think?

Child

You were sleeping when they found you,
curled in a ditch, long summer grasses
bending down to touch your senseless face.
You never heard the clatter
of the circling helicoptor,
never noticed the men and women
in dazzling overalls combing the fields,
the battery of bristling cameras
waiting for you at the end of the lane.
You were silent when they asked
about the men who'd taken you,
what they'd done to you
with hands, lips, caresses,
how, for weeks, the grasses had gradually
closed out the light until you were
finally cocooned in a green darkness.
You never woke when they liften you,
naked, from your hiding place
and carried you away,
a part of you, some skin cells,
a few stray hairs, floating down
onto the broken ground, already
re-entering the long slow sift of matter.


The poet was still thinking about taking out the end line or so (from "already" onwards), what do you think? I don't know if it will be published with the last few words, I'll let you know when I find out.

The poet used to drive past the field where they were searching for Sarah Paine's body every day and he felt that he should write a poem about it, this is the end product. My mother was told this before she heard the poem but I found out afterwards and i prefer it that way, which is why I am putting this here as opposed to before the poem.

I love this poem, I find it very powerful in a quiet, tender way. I love the comparison of sleep and death and how, when I first started the poem, I had nearly no idea what it was about for the first three lines. It's absolutely exquisite in my opinion.

(Edited by mentalbunny at 1:52 pm on Nov. 30, 2002)

Panamarisen
30th November 2002, 15:28
Intelligent and beautiful poem, indeed. An intimate, tender feeling floating all over it. Individual tragedy turned universal feeling...

HASTA LA VICTORIA SIEMPRE!

hawarameen
1st December 2002, 18:01
Quote: from Panamarisen on 7:15 pm on Nov. 29, 2002
BTW, hawarameen, that unknown poem looks like an indigenous (aboriginal) one, or a poem written by some Symbolism/Romanticism author.

HASTA LA VICTORIA SIEMPRE!


there were some claims made by navaho native americans but others had claimed it too

Alejandro C
1st December 2002, 21:59
ARTHUR RIMBAUD!! Jim Morrison, kerouac, ginsberg, baudelaire, BLAKE are my favorites, also i like tupac's poems although i do realize they are not near the caliber of the aforementioned

Alejandro C
1st December 2002, 22:01
oh, and I Bow 4 Che