In the pursuit of a university degree in English, I took a course in American Poetry. One of the questions I was begged to ask for one given assignment was this: Is Langston Hughes a modernist poet? Even at the tender, and still somewhat impressionable age of nineteen, I disliked the idea of labeling a […]
I’m thrilled to announce the release of “Take My Hand and Lead Me Through the Fire,” a carefully curated collection featuring over 120 of my most exceptional poems. I hope to touch countless hearts with my verse. My poems delve into the depths of human emotions, exploring themes of love, loss, hope, and resilience. “Take […]
When you consider it briefly, you realize that prose writers and poetry writers are very much the same.
Emily Dickinson’s poetry is full of hyphens and capitalized words. Are these idiosyncrasies in her poetry a sign of her poetic genius?
When it comes to using detail in poetry, you perhaps cannot find more contrasting poets than Elizabeth Bishop and Robert Creeley. Bishop is very precise, and Creeley is fundamentally more vague. Creeley implies far more than he actually writes, whereas Bishop is careful not to leave anything out. Then again, what you leave out in […]
What does Emily Dickinson mean when she writes, “the brain is wider than the sky”? Emily Dickinson’s Poem #632 seems to revolve around the human mind as its theme. The first stanza, after which the poem is commonly titled, is what instantly drew my eyes to this poem. “The Brain – is wider than the […]
What exactly is the aim of poetry? Is it to make the reader feel, think, or teach them something? The answer lies somewhere in between.
“The Lacquer” is a poem by Amelia Phoenix Desertsong.
“Resurgence” was one of the first poems that I wrote in high school that I felt was truly deserving of being published. In fact, it happened to win an award from poetry dot com, for what it’s worth. That’s pretty neat success for a poem written that long ago. It’s slightly tweaked but close enough […]
If they’re to call our love a sin Then how can any one of us win? If our union is doomed to fail Let’s throw love to the wind and sail In death do we part just the same As angry mobs have us now do Life’s oft a bitter lonely game Unless one and […]