I do like Naomi Shihab Nye...but I can't decide if I really want her to be my favorite. It's like choosing a religion. At least to me. Anyway, if you like her too, tell me. We could talk. Or if you know a poet that writes like her, that would be cool too.)
Perhaps you could suggest a poem (or provide a quote from a poem) of Naomi Shihab Nye that you would recommend for those who have not read her work to start on?
I've been searching for a favorite poet. I realize that the answer to this quest involves mostly my personal beliefs and the style of writing I enjoy, but, I would like to hear yours. Maybe I agree with you.
Okay. Here goes with a few poems I like ("at the moment" Fairsix
) and thought of first. Actually a couple of these are an example of liking an individual poem where much of the poet's work is not to my taste. Probably why I don't have a favourite poet!
ALONG THE ROAD
I walked a mile with Pleasure;
She chattered all the way,
But left me none the wiser
For all she had to say.
I walked a mile with Sorrow
And ne'er a word said she;
But oh, the things I learned from her
When Sorrow walked with me.
Robert Browning Hamilton
FLESH, I have knocked at many a dusty door,
Gone down full many a midnight lane,
Probed in old walls and felt along the floor,
Pressed in blind hope the lighted window-pane,
But useless all, though sometimes when the moon
Was full in heaven and the sea was full,
Along my body's alleys came a tune
Played in the tavern by the Beautiful.
Then for an instant I have felt at point
To find and seize her, whosoe'er she be,
Whether some saint whose glory doth anoint
Those whom she loves, or but a part of me,
Or something that the things not understood
Make for their uses out of flesh and blood.
FROM naked stones of agony
I will build a house for me;
As a mason all alone
I will raise it, stone by stone,
And every stone where I have bled
Will show a sign of dusky red.
I have not gone the way in vain,
For I have good of all my pain;
My spirit's quiet house will be
Built of naked stones I trod
On roads where I lost sight of God.