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Your favorite poets.
I searched and could not find. Does this mean I get to be that twat that brings it up? You bet.
I would think my brother knows more poetry than I but I've really gotten into a few poems by Gregory Corso and Diane DePrima. I HATE OLD POETMEN! |
Bukowski
Ginsberg Ferlenghetti Cutler Milligan Belloc Lear |
Dante and Poe. I hate most poetry.
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I s'pose I'd be cheating if I started naming a bunch of songwriters (such as Nick Cave or Leo Cohen) even though that's where I get my 'poetry fix' as such.
As I look over at my bookcase, I notice my collections of Sylvia Plath, Emily Dickinson, T.S. Eliot and heaps of anthologies - but do ya reckon I've actually read through 'em all? Noooo.... |
My favourite right now is probably Philip Larkin
 Excerpt from 'The Old Fools': What do they think has happened, the old fools, To make them like this? Do they somehow suppose It's more grown-up when your mouth hangs open and drools, And you keep on pissing yourself, and can't remember Who called this morning? Or that, if they only chose, They could alter things back to when they danced all night, Or went to their wedding, or sloped arms some September? Or do they fancy there's really been no change, And they've always behaved as if they were crippled or tight, Or sat through days of thin continuous dreaming Watching light move? If they don't (and they can't), it's strange: Why aren't they screaming? |
Blake
scieccspirs |
shakespears?
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I only have one
Charles Bukowski A Radio With Guts it was on the 2nd floor on Coronado Street I used to get drunk and throw the radio through the window while it was playing, and, of course, it would break the glass in the window and the radio would sit there on the roof still playing and I'd tell my woman, "Ah, what a marvelous radio!" the next morning I'd take the window off the hinges and carry it down the street to the glass man who would put in another pane. I kept throwing that radio through the window each time I got drunk and it would sit there on the roof still playing- a magic radio a radio with guts, and each morning I'd take the window back to the glass man. I don't remember how it ended exactly though I do remember we finally moved out. there was a woman downstairs who worked in the garden in her bathing suit, she really dug with that trowel and she put her behind up in the air and I used to sit in the window and watch the sun shine all over that thing while the music played. |
William Blake without a doubt is all time favourite
Emily Dickinson |
sappho
homer martin adan neruda cesar vallejo petrarca pound yeats tears eliot baudelaire! rimbaud goethe RILKE mallarme the guys who wrote el cid, la chanson de roland gary soto elizabeth bishop dante (some) whitman! whitman! whitman! catullus dylan thomas blake! joy harjo yehuda amichai garcia lorca gongora quevedo lope de vega joyce gerald manley hopkins vicente huidobro mark strand w.d. snodgrass netzahualcoyotl jose gorostiza etc etc |
Lydia Lunch
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Bukowski
Ginsberg Plath Ciardi Whitman Auden Keats |
get the obvious ones outta the way first; bukouski number one always, ginsberg, burrouhs, walt whitman, yeats, rimbaud, etc.. i read waaaaaaaaaay more novels, history, philosophy, news, music reviews, etc.. than poetry (i.e. not much). though i do write bad poetry to squal through my contact mic wit my new band ZEIZMIC DIZGUIZE
i do have an affinity for latin american poetry; especially nancy moreon and nicolas guillen. |
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I like Corso, as well. For Homer is one of my favourites. It's so oddly optimistic, yet truthful, and in that sense, a bit bleak. The Whole Mess... Almost is another I like for it being apathetic, yet playful. |
gary snyder
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I'm not wildly hot on poetry, to be honest, but a v recent convo with Sir Sarram has made me think about Allen "Yes, Him With The Beard" Ginsberg - is he really deserving of his "legendary" reputation? I would say that whilst I am rather a fan of some of his work (mainly the earlier stuff), I would also say that he's foisted a hell of a lot of literary tosh on the world too. What say you good people?
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baudelaire.
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Much like Kerouac, Ginsberg's work screamed for editing. Gems hidden among line after line of insignificance. |
^^^Its funny isn't it how Ginsberg could be a good editor of other peoples work, but could never apply it to himself. If memory serves (and God help me it's a bit iffy at the best of times), I recall having a drunken rant on here aeons ago about how Ginsberg's embracing of the hippie culture basically killed off his poetic mojo, and let to an endless tide of let-it-all-hang-loose-man idiocy, not to mention him crafting painfully bad "lyrics" to his songs.
Poor Allen - the "poetry with harmonium" genre was pretty much sewn up by Nico (gimme Deutsche gloom to sunny San Fran vibes anyday), and his adoption of Buddhism just seemed to make him increasingly woolly. |
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