For decades,
I devoured poetry! Traditional poems, contemporary poems, free verse, haiku, or
indiscernible forms didn’t matter. I was so hungry to write delectable poems, I
gorged myself on those I admired.
When my
vision declined, however, I had to reduce my poetry diet to very large print
books, so my formerly over-stacked shelves of poetry have now dwindled to
three.
Since I no
longer have books by all of the poets who came to mind, my recollections might
not match your impressions. With mere memories of my favorites to go by, I’ll
keep these briefs brief by confining my thoughts to the syllabic count of
haiku:
Billy Collins
Reads the Dictionary
which syncs with his high
cerebral
forehead and his
cover of quick wit.
…
Mary Oliver Memorialized Earth
by looking
closely
and finding beauty in un-
expected places.
…
Charles Wright Seeks Spirituality
though
viewing afar,
declining to embrace it
with free abandon.
…
Jory Graham’s Exquisite Poems
use gorgeous
language –
often indecipherable
to avid readers.
…
Carl Sandburg Spoke Plainly
of Chicago
life
for us to experience
even in the fog.
…
Richard Wright Wrote Haiku
observing
little
moments in everyday life.
We identify!
…
Wallace Stevens Titles
act as an
entry
into his poems, giving us
a clue to meaning.
…
The Book of Psalms
shows faith
in action.
In hard circumstances, praise
stands as sacrifice.
…
Have you
written a poem about your favorite poet? If so, you’re welcome to post it in
the comments section below.
Mary Harwell Sayler
a lover of God and poetry
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