National Poetry Month -- Favorite Poets
In honor of April being National Poetry Month (a good thing because I am not fond of the month of April, for four very specific reasons), I decided to list some of my favorite poets… though, I don’t have very many American favorites.
In no particular order:
Edgar Allan Poe – I just love his macabre obsessions. He was a twisted brilliant genius.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson – of all the English poets, Tennyson is my favorite. I am working on committing the entirety of “The Lady of Shalott” to memory.
Emily Dickinson – Her poetry is beautiful in its despair.
Langston Hughes – There is an anger behind his words but there is also hope for a brighter future.
Lord Byron – He’s romantic without being flowery; harsh without being cruel.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning – I recently reread some of her works and there is beauty and intelligence within.
Maya Angelou – She teaches with words, something I cannot do and she just elevates the mind with her work.
William Blake – He was a master wordsmith and I love spending a day with Blake.
William Shakespeare – Imagine if we only knew him by his sonnets. He would still be a master.
John Milton – Okay, I know, I know… the guy is a pill. But I really love “Paradise Lost.”
Dante Alighieri – “The Divine Comedy” is simply divine. Of course, the best part is the first part, “Inferno.” But isn’t sin much more fun than sainthood anyway?
In no particular order:
Edgar Allan Poe – I just love his macabre obsessions. He was a twisted brilliant genius.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson – of all the English poets, Tennyson is my favorite. I am working on committing the entirety of “The Lady of Shalott” to memory.
Emily Dickinson – Her poetry is beautiful in its despair.
Langston Hughes – There is an anger behind his words but there is also hope for a brighter future.
Lord Byron – He’s romantic without being flowery; harsh without being cruel.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning – I recently reread some of her works and there is beauty and intelligence within.
Maya Angelou – She teaches with words, something I cannot do and she just elevates the mind with her work.
William Blake – He was a master wordsmith and I love spending a day with Blake.
William Shakespeare – Imagine if we only knew him by his sonnets. He would still be a master.
John Milton – Okay, I know, I know… the guy is a pill. But I really love “Paradise Lost.”
Dante Alighieri – “The Divine Comedy” is simply divine. Of course, the best part is the first part, “Inferno.” But isn’t sin much more fun than sainthood anyway?
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