Whom: favorite poet?

Question

Can you name a poet you like and the poem?

Answer 1

~Bob Dylan. Most anything he wrote before '76, but Subterranean Homesick Blues, Masters of War and Like a Rolling Stone are at the top of the list.

Answer 2

William Shakespeare- his sonnets
Lord Byron
William Butler Yeats- Sailing to Byzantium, The Second Coming
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Percy Byshe Shelley
John Donne- A Valediction Forbidding Mourning

Answer 3

Edgar Allen Poe by far the best poet/writer The Raven of course but another fav is Robert Frost with "The Road Not Taken"

Answer 4

W.H.Auden - "The Truth about love" and "funeral Blues" the only English poems I know.

several German poets: Heinrich Heine, Rainer Maria Rilke, Erich Kästner (very sarcastic, my favourite poems are "So called First-class women" and "If we had won the war") and the early Gottfried Benn (his forst book were poems influenced by his work as a forensic doctor in Berlin of the 1920s, my favourtie one is "Beautiful Youth").

Answer 5

Edgar Allen Poe: The Raven

Answer 6

William Blake - 'Jerusalem'.
Beautiful, powerful damnation of capitalist exploitation and hypocrisy yet so subtle that it's still sung at the last night of the Proms by the very decedents of the people Blake was lambasting. People think it's some kind of English anthem when in fact it is one of the most loaded political comments ever written.

Answer 7

Emily Dickinson

Chartless
I never saw a moor
I never saw the sea
Yet know I how the heather looks
And what a wave must be

I never spoke with God
Nor visited in Heaven
Yet certain am I of the spot
As if the chart were given.

Answer 8

Sylvia Plath

Answer 9

"I must go down to the seas again" by Samuel Coleridge.

I must go down to the seas again
To the lonley sea and the sky
All i ask is a tall ship
And a star to steer her by (!st verse)

"The rolling english road" by G.K. Chesterton

Before the romans came to rye or out of seven
Strode
The rolling english drunked made the rolling
English road (!st 2 lines)

"The donkey" by G.K.Chesterton

When fishes flew and forests walked
And figs grew upon the thorn
Some moment when the moon was blood
Then surely i was born

With monstrous head and sickening cry
And ears like errant wings
The devils walking parady
On all four footed things

The tattered outlaw of the earth
Of ancient crooked will
Starve, scourge, deride me, i am dumb
I keep my secret still

Fools! for i also had my hour
One far fierce hour and sweet
There was a shout about my ears
And palms beneath my feet
(parady of jesus entering jerusalem on a donkey on palm sunday)

Answer 10

Kathleen Rain :"Perceval"
Novalis Hymns 1,2,3,4,fragments from Fairy Tale
Cwietajewa
Rumi
"Song over song" from Bible
Rose Auslender
Fiona Mclouds from "a hills of dreams"
David white from "the house of Belonging"
Norvid: the fountain,
Eliot 'Waste land'
Michelangelo "Sonnets"
"A thunder.The perfect mind" from egyption scroll