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César Vallejo
Un hermoso poema del poeta universal, César Vallejo. A fragment of reading of Trilce LVII by Clayton Eshleman. El poeta a su amada. Poesia de Cesar Vallejo recitada por Jose Manuel Castanon. Guillermo Verdecchia reads the poem "Guitar". César Vallejo - Los dados eternos. La tumba de césar vallejo. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Ten Poems by César Vallejo. Black Stone on a White Stone. I shall die in Paris, in a rainstorm,. On a day I already remember. I shall die in Paris- it does not bother me-. And I move...
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Langston Hughes
Langston Hughes and his poetry. I, Too am America. Nike: Dream Deferred Commercial. Poetry Collection and Guides. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Langston Hughes biography and poems online. Droning a drowsy syncopated tune,. Rocking back and forth to a mellow croon,. I heard a Negro play. Down on Lenox Avenue the other night. By the pale dull pallor of an old gas light. He did a lazy sway. He did a lazy sway. To the tune o’ those Weary Blues. With his ebony hands on each ivory key. I got the Weary Blues.
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Jorges Luis Borges
Jorge Luis Borges: The Mirror Man - 1/6. Poema "Atardecer" Jorge Luis Borges. Borges: Riddle of Poetry 1/5. Poema dedicado al Ajedrez. Poema "La Lluvia" de Jorge Luis Borges. Borges Interview - English subtitles. Los Espejos. Jorge Luis Borges. Biografía Jorge Luis Borges. Poema a un Gato - Jorge Luis Borges. Instantes de Jorge Luis Borges. Poem on Durers Knight, Death and Devil. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Biography, influences and criticism. The Garden of Forking Paths. But I am the river;. Esa alucina...
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Seamus Heaney
Seamus Heaney - The Road to Derry. St Kevin and the Blackbird-read by Heaney. St Kevin and the Blackbird. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Seamus Heany reading at MIT. Between my finger and my thumb. The squat pin rest; snug as a gun. Under my window, a clean rasping sound. When the spade sinks into gravelly ground:. My father, digging. I look down. Till his straining rump among the flowerbeds. Bends low, comes up twenty years away. Stooping in rhythm through potato drills. Where he was digging. You ate that ...
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Ideas for Writing
Write a stanza or two containing general images that resonate strongly with one another so that their overall effect creates a powerful atmosphere. Make a general statement and then follow it with a highly specific image that "shows" the meaning of the statement. Create an image, and then bend the image in stages so it becomes transformed into something else. In order to capture archetypal and instinctual levels of consciousness, write out an important experience in which you use elemental kinds of images.
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Slam Poetry
Saul William - Slam Poetry. Scratch and Dent Dreams- Slam Poetry. Possible guide on how to write slam poetry. Choose a topic you are passionate about. The poem seems more genuine if written about something you actually care about. Your tone and attitude toward the topic makes a difference. Are you angry? If you have any idea at all, write it down. It may not make it to the final poem, but it could lead you to other ideas. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). To Poems Read Aloud page. A Brief Guide to Slam Poetry.
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Maya Angelou
Maya talks about Tupac. Poetry Collection and Guides. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Maya Angelou biography and poems online. Still I Rise by Maya Angelou. You may write me down in history. With your bitter, twisted lies,. You may trod me in the very dirt. But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? Cause I walk like I've got oil wells. Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns,. With the certainty of tides,. Just like hopes springing high,.
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Saul Williams
Sd the Shotgun to the Head excerpt. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Dreadlocked Dervish of Words. Interview with Saul Williams. Have not been born yet. They are waiting patiently. For the past to die. Were to share a story. With a burning Bush. Where is that voice from nowhere to remind us. That the holy ground we walk on, purified by native blood has rooted trees. Whose fallen leaves now colour code a sacred list of demands? Who among us can give translation of autumn's hues to morning news? The crack of bo...
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Poetry Animations
Dylan Thomas-Do Not Go Gentle. Robert Frost- Road Not Taken. Walt Whitman- I Hear America Singing. Heres a virtual movie using this 36-second wax cylinder 1890 recording (by Thomas Edison) of what is thought to be Walt Whitman's voice reading four lines from his poem "America". Lewis Carroll- The Jabberwocky. Jabberwocky - in Swedish. Edgar Allen Poe-The Raven. Ezra Pound-Canto XLV-With Usura. Charles Baudelaire-Harmonie du soir. TS Eliot-The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Sylvia Plath
In this poem, Sylvia talks about the cemetery in Heptonstall. She was buried there in 1963. An Interview with Sylvia Plath - 1962. Sylvia Plath is interviewed by Peter Orr of The British Council. A Tribute to Sylvia Plath and Ted Hughes. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Sylvia Plath biography and poems online. You do not do, you do not do. Any more, black shoe. In which I have lived like a foot. For thirty years, poor and white,. Barely daring to breathe or Achoo. Daddy, I have had to kill you. I have always ...
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Ted Hughes
Crow - written and read by Ted Hughes. A Tribute to Ted Hughes. Crow's Account of St. George. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Ted Hughes on Wikipedia. Black was the without eye. Black the within tongue. Black was the heart. Black the liver, black the lungs. Unable to suck in light. Black the blood in its loud tunnel. Black the bowels packed in furnace. Black too the muscles. Striving to pull out into the light. Black the nerves, black the brain. With its tombed visions. Black also the soul, the huge stammer.
