Writers of Poetry forum: National Poetry Month, who is your favorite poet?

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Apr 12, 2010 6:40 AM CST
Name: Sherri
Coastal GA
Happy Poetry Month!

We're celebrating our favorite poets this month and I'd like to share with you an excerpt from "Open Me Carefully". Edited by Ellen Louise Hart and Martha Nell Smith. This is a collection of intimate letters that Emily Dickinson wrote Susan Huntington Dickinson. Susan was not only Emily's sister in law but a beloved and intimate friend. This one is untitled.

"One Sister have I in our house -
and one, a hedge away.
There's only one recorded,
But both belong to me.

One came the road that I came -
And wore my last year's gown -
The other as a bird her nest,
Builded our hearts among.

She did not sing as we did -
It was a different tune -
Herself to her a Music
As Bumble bee of June.

Today is far from Childhood -
But up and down the hills
I held her hand the tighter -
Which shortened all the miles -

And still her hum
The years among.
Deceives the Butterfly;
Still in her Eye
The violets lie
Mouldered this many May.

I split the Dew -
But took the morn -
I chose this single star
From out the wide night's numbers -
Sue_ forevermore!

Emilie -

Apr 12, 2010 6:40 AM CST
Name: Arejay aka Robin Brann
4th Annual Iris Sale going on now!
Thank You Seray!!
Apr 12, 2010 7:02 AM CST
Name: Arejay aka Robin Brann
4th Annual Iris Sale going on now!
I am not sure I can choose a favorite. I love so many. But I so completely enjoy Mary Oliver's words. She has many beautiful poems.


It doesn't have to be

the blue iris, it could be

weeds in a vacant lot, or a few

small stones; just

pay attention, then patch

a few words together and don't try

to make them elaborate, this isn't

a contest but the doorway

into thanks, and a silence in which

another voice may speak.

~ Mary Oliver ~
Apr 12, 2010 11:16 AM CST
Name: Doris Klene
Horse,cattle owners click klenepipe
My Favorite is Helen Steiner Rice
One of my favorites.
The Gift of Friendship

Friendship is a Priceless Gift
that cannot be bought or sold.
But it's value is far greater than a mountain made of gold.
For gold is cold and lifeless, it can neither see or hear,
And in the time of trouble it is powerless to cheer.
It has no ears to listen,no heart to understand,
It cannot bring you comfort or reach out a helping hand.
So when you ask God for a gift,be thankful if he sends
not diamonds,pearls or riches,
but the love of real true friends.

just like we have here.

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