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No matter their age, some celebrities have old souls; poems written by celebrity poets and your favorite celebrities' favorite poems.
The Best Works: Federico Garcia Lorca
Federico Garcia Lorca is possibly one of the most recognised names in 20th Century poetry. During one of the greatest ages of European Modernism, Spain's 'Generation of '27' (referring to the year 1927) came to prominence with his works at the forefront. Not only a poet, but also a man of plays, Garcia Lorca is also famous for being a rival of Nationalists during the Spanish Civil War. He was killed by them in 1936 and his body has yet to be entirely located.
By Annie Kapur6 years ago in Poets
"Hold Your Own" she said...
When I write poetry it is like an unconscious spiel of emotion, of thought, of... everything. Some writers have an endless list of other writers who inspire them. While I’m sure I do have this in my subconscious somewhere, I never really consciously acknowledge who they were or why they inspired me. Not really, not truly. I mean, of course there are the classics; Shakespeare, Bronte, Joyce, Austin; but nobody ever really spoke to me. Not until I first heard the poetry, the spoken word, of Kae Tempest.
By Celious Blanc6 years ago in Poets
In The Name of Sanchez: Women Who Inspire.
The first time I read Sonia Sanchez my soul combusted. I must have been about seven. I was sitting on the floor in my room, in the middle of my pile of books, and from the first sentence, I could feel her words kissing my face. It felt like I was coming home again but coming back to something I had never known before. Every single time I read her work, I feel it all over again. She has saved my life more than once.
By Doriana Diaz6 years ago in Poets
The Turkish Dervishes
They processed in slowly to the haunting music of Ney, Sas, and Drum. Like a funeral dirge, the Dervishes move solomly, wearing the tombstone Sika and the black funeral shroud. After four circuits around the Teka, the Dirvishes bowed deeply, then, dropped their black shrouds to reaveal a white robe which flared out as they began to turn.
By Shamsuddin Jim Norton+*6 years ago in Poets
Meeting Jessie J
In my bed night after night listening to music to make everything alright. Losing my mind on a tiny era that wasn't so tiny after all. Music was always there a voice a friend who answered my call tackling everything big or small with melodic hope. Or whatever I needed to cope sometimes just to dance a vibrational trance to get a brief break for my sanity's sake.
By Melissa Hevenor The Psychic In Your Pocket7 years ago in Poets
