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“The Day Lady Died” By: Frank O’Hara
I want to talk a little about the poem, “The Day Lady Died,” by Frank O’Hara. I just think this poem is so magnificent in its ability to bring us into an ordinary, seemingly unimportant and busy day in New … Continue reading
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Tagged america, american, american poetry, Art, beauty, Billie Holiday, Frank O'hara, Jazz, Literature, New York, New York City, New York School, poetry, postmodern
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Duke Ellington’s Single Petal of a Rose
So I just love the idea of writing to the sounds of music, and I remembered that a couple years back I wrote something for class that was created while listening Duke Ellington’s “Single Petal of a Rose.” It’s not … Continue reading
Posted in Creative Writing, Music, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged american poetry, Arts, Broadway theatre, Cotton Club, Duke Ellington, Harlem, Jazz, Literature, music, New York, poetry, Single Petal of a Rose, United States
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“My Life Closed Twice Before Its Close” Emily Dickinson
Hey Literary World! So first off, I just want to say how amazing the library is. Not only is it a place to escape from the world for a bit, and into the many wonderful landscapes of books, but I … Continue reading
Something Strange (Creative Writing)
This is what it feels like to be awake at 330, in my bed, and in the quiet, and in my head. I think, though I don’t enjoy thinking, but I must because if I stop contemplating my reason for … Continue reading
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Tagged Art, Creative Writing, Creativity, Fiction, Humor, Literature, Online Writing, philosophy, poetry, San Francisco, thinking
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“In A Station of the Metro” Ezra Pound
When I first read this poem in school, A few years ago, I didn’t understand. What makes this great writing, and what importance lies with in it’s few words? “The apparition of these faces in the crowd; Petals on a … Continue reading
A Moment (Creative Writing)
Sitting on the old wooden bench outside of the English building, I watch the leaves that sit, scattered around me; brown and yellow and burnt in the cold of this five o’clock hour. There aren’t many others around. But there’s … Continue reading
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Tagged Art, college, Creative Writing, life, Literature, memory, music, poetry, United States
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In the Backyard of My Childhood Home (Creative Writing)
And with only that, I am there again, in the back yard of my childhood home, in the suburbs, and in the summer heat, where I walk and I stare and I notice the trees, and how the insects hang … Continue reading
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Tagged america, Art, Baseball, Baseball glove, brothers, Creative Writing, dad, dreams, Equipment, Family, Gloves, grandparents, home, life, Literature, Love, love family, memory, mom, nostalgia, poems, poet, poetry, Shopping, sisters, Sports, Suburb, suburbs, surreal, writing
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“It’s A War” Blackbird Blackbird
You know when you hear a song, and it completely overtakes you for a moment. Like it somehow, can change your perception of the world?? This song to me, is so poetic in its nature! Perfect daydreaming music…
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Tagged blackbird blackbird, Indie Music, life, Literature, music, poetry
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“The Forms of Love” George Oppen
Ok, so I think this poem, “The Forms Of Love” by George Oppen is so oddly beautiful because, in part, of its simplicity. Oppen was part of a literary movement known as the Objectivists, who were influenced greatly by the … Continue reading
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Tagged american poetry, Art, Arts, Authors, beauty, Book, books, existence, Friendship, George Oppen, life, Literature, Love, Online Writing, Oppen, poetry, poetry review, Poker, The Forms of Love, Wallace Stevens
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“Like Some Rhino Hunters I Know”
Whoever is like me, and thinks that Ernest Hemingway was the baddest man around, and will forever be one of, if not the, great American novelist, watch this awesome video from Midnight In Paris!
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Tagged Arts, Authors, beauty, books, Ernest Hemingway, existence, life, Literature, Midnight in Paris, mortality, Paris, poetry, Rhinoceros, United States
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