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St. Luis Missouri

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Avellaneda, Argentina

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San Francisco, California, U.S.

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Buenos Aires - Argentina

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Swansea, South Wales, UK

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St. Louis, Missouri

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Parral, Chile

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Joplin Missouri

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Because every time that I investigate about poem or literature, the internet always recommend him, give me examples from him.

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Premio Municipal de Poesía en 1965

The scolarship Guggenheim en Artes América Latina y Caribe en 1969 and Fulbright en 1971.

She studied phylosphy in Universidad de Buenos Aires.

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Ladies Home Journal Woman of the Year in Communication Award (1976); Top 100 Most Influential Women (1983); the Golden Eagle Award for her documentary, Afro-American in the Arts (1977); and, named one of the Top 100 Best Writers of the 20th Century.

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His most famous work is "twenty poems of love and song of despair", that was publish in 1924

By 1945, he was awarded with the Chile's national literature prize.

In 1917,he receibed the Nobel Prize for literature.

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He interest in poetry blossomed during high school. His first professional publication occurred in 1894 when The Independent, a weekly literary journal, printed his poem titled "My Butterfly: An Elegy".

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Guggenheim Fellowship for Creative Arts, US & Canada (1935)

Anisfield-Wolf Book Award for Fiction (1954)

Spingarn Medal (1960)

Quill Award for Poetry (2005)

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Poets' Corner Prize (1934)

Oscar Blumenthal Prize for Poetry (1938)

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I have heard some poems of her, her thinking intrigues me and I also enjoy the way she introduces philosophy into her beautiful and deep verses.

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Because it'll be interesting to search investigate the life of a woman who fought for equal human rights for people of colour and women.

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He won recognition for his unique style and innovative approach to literature, winning a nobel prize in 1948 and many other awards during his career.

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You may write me down in history

With your bitter, twisted lies,

You may trod me in the very dirt

But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?

Why are you beset with gloom?

’Cause I walk like I've got oil wells

Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,

With the certainty of tides,

Just like hopes springing high,

Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?

Bowed head and lowered eyes?

Shoulders falling down like teardrops,

Weakened by my soulful cries?

Does my haughtiness offend you?

Don't you take it awful hard

’Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines

Diggin’ in my own backyard.

You may shoot me with your words,

You may cut me with your eyes,

You may kill me with your hatefulness,

But still, like air, I’ll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?

Does it come as a surprise

That I dance like I've got diamonds

At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history’s shame

I rise

Up from a past that’s rooted in pain

I rise

I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,

Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear

I rise

Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear

I rise

Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,

I am the dream and the hope of the slave.

I rise

I rise

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Despite he make a lot of cuestionable things, I see him not as a person I will look out as an idol because he did so many bad things, but I see him as a person who fought against the government and also fought for the people's rights of his country.

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My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree

Toward heaven still,

And there's a barrel that I didn't fill

Beside it, and there may be two or three

Apples I didn't pick upon some bough.

But I am done with apple-picking now.

Essence of winter sleep is on the night,

The scent of apples: I am drowsing off.

I cannot rub the strangeness from my sight

I got from looking through a pane of glass

I skimmed this morning from the drinking trough

And held against the world of hoary grass.

It melted, and I let it fall and break.

But I was well

Upon my way to sleep before it fell,

And I could tell

What form my dreaming was about to take.

Magnified apples appear and disappear,

Stem end and blossom end,

And every fleck of russet showing clear.

My instep arch not only keeps the ache,

It keeps the pressure of a ladder-round.

I feel the ladder sway as the boughs bend.

And I keep hearing from the cellar bin

The rumbling sound

Of load on load of apples coming in.

For I have had too much

Of apple-picking: I am overtired

Of the great harvest I myself desired.

There were ten thousand thousand fruit to touch,

Cherish in hand, lift down, and not let fall.

For all

That struck the earth,

No matter if not bruised or spiked with stubble,

Went surely to the cider-apple heap

As of no worth.

One can see what will trouble

This sleep of mine, whatever sleep it is.

Were he not gone,

The woodchuck could say whether it's like his

Long sleep, as I describe its coming on,

Or just some human sleep.

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I found his way of writing really interesting, how he often chose cosmic imagery and was very expresive through lirically charged language.

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Combined lyrical expression with profound reflection. Her verse often blended reality with metaphor, creating a unique and powerful voice in contemporary poetry.

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The poem from Robert Frost ilustrate the characters with a psychoanalytical approach. The psychoanalytical approach shows the features of modernism in Frost’s poetry. Also Frost´s style could be described as conversational, realistic, rural and introspective

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And death shall have no dominion.

Dead men naked they shall be one

With the man in the wind and the west moon;

When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,

They shall have stars at elbow and foot;

Though they go mad they shall be sane,

Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;

Though lovers be lost love shall not;

And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.

Under the windings of the sea

They lying long shall not die windily;

Twisting on racks when sinews give way,

Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;

Faith in their hands shall snap in two,

And the unicorn evils run them through;

Split all ends up they shan't crack;

And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.

No more may gulls cry at their ears

Or waves break loud on the seashores;

Where blew a flower may a flower no more

Lift its head to the blows of the rain;

Though they be mad and dead as nails,

Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;

Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,

And death shall have no dominion.

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I researched Langston Hughes out of curiosity, academic interest, and cultural exploration. Langston Hughes's important contributions to poetry and his exploration of themes such as racial injustice and the African-American experience continue to resonate with audiences today.

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I decided to research about him, cause I noticed how creative he was in his writing.

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She won the "Municipal Poetry Prize" in 1965, also the Guggenheim Scholarship in Latin American, Caribbean Arts in 1969, and the Fulbright Scholarship in 1971.

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I observe: "Our sentimental friend the moon!

Or possibly (fantastic, I confess)

It may be Prester John’s balloon

Or an old battered lantern hung aloft

To light poor travellers to their distress."

She then: "How you digress!"

And I then: "Some one frames upon the keys

That exquisite nocturne, with which we explain

The night and moonshine; music which we seize

To body forth our own vacuity."

She then: "Does this refer to me?"

"Oh no, it is I who am inane."

"You, madam, are the eternal humorist,

The eternal enemy of the absolute,

Giving our vagrant moods the slightest twist!

With your aid indifferent and imperious

At a stroke our mad poetics to confute—"

And—"Are we then so serious?"

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He was part of the vanguardism and modernism, and most of his poetry is about two topics of love and politcs, as an opposition and/or satire to the society in which he lived

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"Harlem":

What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up

like a raisin in the sun?

Or fester like a sore...

And then run?

Does it stink like rotten meat?

Or crust and sugar over...

like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sags

like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?

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Mostly of her poems don't have rhymes, she uses metaphors, hyperboles, similes, among other literal tools.

In her writing we could find deep philosophical thoughts related with loneliness, dead, love and live questioning.

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The poetic style of "To My Dear and Loving Husband" by Anne Bradstreet primarily reflects the conventions of the English Renaissance era. It is characterized by its adherence to metrical structures and sophisticated language, typical of the poetry of that period. This poem exemplifies the themes of love and devotion commonly found in Renaissance poetry, celebrating the profound bond between spouses and expressing a reverent and passionate tone towards the beloved. Bradstreet employs a language that is both simple and eloquent, utilizing effective rhyme and meter to create a musical rhythm and harmonious cadence that enhances the poem's beauty and emotional impact.

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Langston Hughes' poetic style is characterized by simplicity, rhythm, and accessibility. He often used vernacular language and drew inspiration from jazz and blues music. His poetry explores themes of identity, the African American experience, and social justice, employing vivid imagery and symbolism to convey powerful messages.

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the lover

this gloomy mania for living
this recondite mood of living
Alejandra drags you, don't deny it.

today you looked in the mirror
and it was sad you were alone
the light roared the air sang
but your loved one did not return

you will send messages you will smile
you will shake your hands so it will come back
your loved so loved

you hear the insane siren that stole it
the ship with beards of foam
where the laughter died
Do you remember the last hug?
oh no worries
laugh in the handkerchief cry out loud
but close the doors of your face
so they don't say later
That woman in love was you

you regret the days
the nights blame you
life hurts so much
desperate where are you going?
desperate nothing more

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Thomas's poetry is characterized by his way of making words resonate with intensity, drawing the readers into vivid sensory experiences. He embraced the romantic tradition emphasizing imagination, emotion and spontaneity, opposing to his contemporaries who often engaged in intellectual or social discussions.

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His poetical style is characterized by its complexity, fragmentation, and intertextuality. He often incorporated a range of literary allusions and elements of free verse in his works

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I decided to look up Anne Bradstreet and her poem "To My Dear and Loving Husband" because I wanted to explore the poetry of the English Renaissance and, in particular, delve into the expressions of love and devotion that characterized that era. I was drawn to Bradstreet's reputation as one of America's first female poets and interested in her poetic style and focus on themes such as love and spirituality.

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I decided to research about this poet because of where she's from. I have a thing about the different types of art in Argentina and I wasn't wrong, she's great.

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Mister

The cage has become a bird

and it has flown

and my heart is crazy

because it howls at death

and smile behind the wind

to my delusions

What I will do with the fair

What I will do with the fair

The light no longer dances in my smile

nor do the seasons burn doves in my ideas

My hands have been undressed

and they have gone to death

teaches the dead to live

Mister

The air punishes my being

Behind the air there are monsters

who drink my blood

is the disaster

It is the hour of the void not empty

It is the moment to lock the lips

hear the damned scream

contemplate each of my names

drowned in nothing

Mister

Am twenty years old

Also my eyes are twenty years old

and yet they say nothing

Mister

I have consummated my life in an instant

The last innocence broke out

Now it's never or never

or was it just

How do I not commit suicide in front of a mirror

and I disappear to reappear in the sea

where a big ship would wait for me

with the lights on?

How do I not remove my veins

and I make a scale with them

to flee to the other side of the night?

The beginning has given birth to the end

everything will stay the same

the worn smiles

interested interest

stone to stone questions

The gesticulations that imitate love

everything will stay the same

But my arms insist on embracing the world

because they haven't been taught yet

it's already too late

Mister

Throw away the coffins of my blood

I remember my childhood

when i was an old lady

The flowers died in my hands

because the wild dance of joy

broke their hearts

I remember the black sunny mornings

When i was a child

that is to say yesterday

that is to say centuries ago

Mister

The cage has become a bird

and has devoured my hopes

Mister

The cage has become a bird

What I will do with the fair

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She mostly use metaphors. Her poems have always something deep, you feel like you're having a conversation and she gave you that melodious response.

She doesn't use a lot of rhymes.

She tells a story, her poems are usually long.

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Anne Bradstreet was recognized and appreciated in her time and in later times for her outstanding literary quality and her significant contribution to literature. Her legacy as one of America's first poets and her ability to address deep, complex themes such as love, faith, and nature have secured her a prominent place in literary history. Although he received no formal awards in his time, his greatest recognition is his lasting influence as a seminal figure in early American literature.