As I mentioned in a previous post, Carl Sandburg's “Fog” and
Robert Frost's “Stopping by the Woods on a Snowing Evening” are
poems that are a part of me because of forced memorization. However, these
poems did teach me some other lessons. First, Sandburg's poem taught
me all I needed to know about imagery. You need to set the mood and
give the reader something that is unexpected and familiar at the same
time. With Frost, I learned (and am still continually frustrated
with) making rhythm and rhyme work well enough to not get labeled
hokey or simplistic. So, even though I found that particular class
less than stimulating, I still ended up as a writer.
Did you have to memorize poems in class? What's your favorite
Frost or Sandburg poems? Let me know!
Poem of the Day: The Long Dark Road
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