A. Hamilton
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for me there are many moments when poetry slapped me in the face and made me take notice, tempted me to take part. but while many people and works have influenced me, there are three poems and poets that stand out as my first real true loves, because they have left strong imprints on my mind and set standards towards which I will always strive.
the earliest was a poem from a book of poems by Robert Luis Stevenson, A Child's Garden of Verses, called The Swing. this was first read to me by my mother and my older brother, and later I wore the volume out by all the re-reads. he had other incredible poems that I loved, The Land of Counterpane was another favorite, but this one struck me the deepest, perhaps because I'd always wanted my own swing in the garden, and he took me there in my imagination.
RLS taught me that imagination is powerful and wonderful.
the next was a poem called Loneliness, and I regret to say I always forget the author's name. it came form a Scholastic poetry volume called A Gift of Watermelon Pickle, which I still own,and the poem was written by Brooks Jenkins. this poet is otherwise unknown to me, and I don't think I can post the words due to copyright issues. it's a simple picture of someone visiting an old person who keeps him talking about this and that, and when he is about to leave, the old person shows him where he was born by pointing out a window to an spot in the snow where there was once a house. this moment is important to the author, it's where he steps out of his impatience and gains an understanding of the old person, and others like him.
from Brooks Jenkins I learned about empathy.
then I read Edgar Allan Poe's The Raven. the power of rhyme and meter, the ability to spin a tale that cut to the core, the use of emotion as a page turner. these are the gifts Poe gave to me.
so--what were your cut-to-the-bone poetry inspirations/influences??
the earliest was a poem from a book of poems by Robert Luis Stevenson, A Child's Garden of Verses, called The Swing. this was first read to me by my mother and my older brother, and later I wore the volume out by all the re-reads. he had other incredible poems that I loved, The Land of Counterpane was another favorite, but this one struck me the deepest, perhaps because I'd always wanted my own swing in the garden, and he took me there in my imagination.
RLS taught me that imagination is powerful and wonderful.
the next was a poem called Loneliness, and I regret to say I always forget the author's name. it came form a Scholastic poetry volume called A Gift of Watermelon Pickle, which I still own,and the poem was written by Brooks Jenkins. this poet is otherwise unknown to me, and I don't think I can post the words due to copyright issues. it's a simple picture of someone visiting an old person who keeps him talking about this and that, and when he is about to leave, the old person shows him where he was born by pointing out a window to an spot in the snow where there was once a house. this moment is important to the author, it's where he steps out of his impatience and gains an understanding of the old person, and others like him.
from Brooks Jenkins I learned about empathy.
then I read Edgar Allan Poe's The Raven. the power of rhyme and meter, the ability to spin a tale that cut to the core, the use of emotion as a page turner. these are the gifts Poe gave to me.
so--what were your cut-to-the-bone poetry inspirations/influences??