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Who is your favorite english poet, novelist, writer?
« on: November 04, 2008, 10:23:46 AM »
Share with us your favorite poet, novelist, etc.

Name some of the works written by that individual; feel free to share a favorite line and or phrase of said work.

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Re: Who is your favorite english poet, novelist, writer?
« Reply #1 on: November 04, 2008, 10:34:08 AM »
One who has earned my hand is Percy Bysshe Shelley. His poems epitomize the raw romanticism of the early 19th century; in avid retrospect to the vivacious rawness of nature and human emotions.

From reading Shelley's work, one can't help to see his eventual progression from adolescent rebellion to the reverie of youth to the eventual sad depression in his later works before his untimely death in 1822.

I take from his work, his unrepressed feelings of raw human emotions in dealing with love and unrequited love, in dealing with criticizing the status quo, and in dealing with ordered establishments. One can even dare to say, that his own literary and physical death was a protest to the literary and political establishments of the day.

If you know the life of Percy B. Shelley, you will undoubtedly know what I'm tithing about.



The following is an excerpt from Percy B. Shelley's The Magnetic Lady to her patient

O Mary dear, that you were here
With your brown eyes bright and clear.
And your sweet voice, like a bird
Singing love to its lone mate
In the ivy bower disconsolate;
Voice the sweetest ever heard!
And your brow more...
Than the ... sky
Of this azure Italy.
Mary dear, come to me soon,
I am not well whilst thou art far;
As sunset to the sphered moon,
As twilight to the western star,
Thou, beloved, art to me.

O Mary dear, that you were here;
The Castle echo whispers 'Here!'—“To Mary”




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Re: Who is your favorite english poet, novelist, writer?
« Reply #2 on: November 04, 2008, 12:24:39 PM »


William Faulkner

William Faulkner's “A Rose for Emily” was originally published in the April 30, 1930, issue of Forum. It was his first short story published in a major magazine. A slightly revised version was published in two collections of his short fiction, These 13 (1931) and Collected Stories (1950). It has been published in dozens of anthologies as well. “A Rose for Emily” is the story of an eccentric spinster, Emily Grierson. An unnamed narrator details the strange circumstances of Emily’s life and her odd relationships with her father, her lover, and the town of Jefferson, and the horrible secret she hides. The story’s subtle complexities continue to inspire critics while casual readers find it one of Faulkner’s most accessible works. The popularity of the story is due in no small part to its gruesome ending.

Plot summary

“A Rose for Emily” is a short story divided into five sections.


The first section opens with a description of the Grierson house in Jefferson. The narrator mentions that over the past 25 years, Miss Emily Grierson’s home has fallen into despair and become “an eyesore among eyesores.” The first sentence of the story sets the tone of how the citizens of Jefferson felt about Emily: “When Miss Emily Grierson died, our whole town went to the funeral: the men through a sort of respectful affection for a fallen monument, the women mostly out of curiosity to see the inside of her house, which no one save an old manservant–a combined gardener and cook–had seen in at least ten years.”


It is known around town that Emily Grierson has not had guests in her home for the past 8-10 years, except her Negro male servant who runs errands for her to and from the market. After Emily's father’s death, Colonel Sartoris had arranged that Miss Emily would never have to pay taxes, however, when a new council took over, they began to tax her once again. She refused to pay the taxes and appear before the sheriff, so the city authorities took it upon themselves to physically invite themselves into her house. When confronted on her tax evasion, Emily reminded them that she doesn't have to pay taxes in Jefferson and to speak to Colonel Sartoris, although he had died ten years ago.


In section two, the narrator explains that the Griersons has always been a very proud Southern family. Mr. Grierson, Emily’s father, being the proud man he was, never believed any man was suitable for his daughter and didn't allow her to date. This had a long-lasting negative effect on Emily, especially since after Mr. Grierson passed away because she was always dependent on him. After Mr. Grierson's passing, Emily did not allow the authorities to remove his body for three days, claiming he was still alive. Two years after her father’s death and her lover had left her, a strange smell started coming from the Grierson house.


In section three, Emily’s beau, Homer Barron, a foreman from the north is introduced. Homer comes to Jefferson with a crew of men to build sidewalks outside the Grierson home. After Emily and Homer were seen driving through town several times, Emily visits a druggist. There, she asked to purchase poison specifically requesting arsenic. The druggist asks what the arsenic is for since it was required of him to ask by law. Emily does not respond and stares him down with cold eyes until the druggist looks away and packs her the arsenic. When Emily opens the package, underneath the skull and bones sign is written, "For Rats."


Citizens of Jefferson believe that Miss Emily is going to commit suicide since Homer has not yet proposed in the beginning of section four. The townspeople contact and invite Emily's two cousins to comfort her. Shortly after their arrival, Homer leaves and then returns after the cousin leave Jefferson. After staying in Jefferson for one night, Homer is never seen again and is believed that Mr. Grierson’s spirit was “too virulent and too furious to die” is what drove Homer away. After Homer’s disappearance, Emily begins to age, gain weight, and is rarely seen outside of her home. Soon, Miss Emily passes away.


The fifth and final section begins with Jefferson women entering the Grierson home. After they arrive, Emily's Negro servant leaves through the back door without saying a word. After Emily's funeral, the townspeople immediately go through her house. They come across a room on the second floor which no one had seen in 40 years and breaks the door down. They discover a dusty room strangely decorated as a bridal room. A silver toilet seat which Miss Emily had purchased for Homer years before his disappearance was in the room as well as a man’s tie, suit, and shoes all neatly folded, but covered in dust. In the bed lay the remains of Homer dressed in a nightshirt. Next to him, is an impression of a head on a pillow where the townspeople find a single “long strand of iron-gray hair.” It is apparent to readers that not only had Emily killed Homer with the arsenic, but also had slept next to Homer's decaying body (necrophilia).

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Re: Who is your favorite english poet, novelist, writer?
« Reply #3 on: November 04, 2008, 12:27:16 PM »

Guy de Maupassant is my all time favorite short story writer.

The Necklace or The Diamond Necklace (French: La Parure) is a short story by Guy de Maupassant, first published in 1884 in the French newspaper Le Gaulois. The story has become one of Maupassant's most popular works and is well known for its twist ending. It is also the inspiration for Henry James' short story, "Paste".[citation needed]. It has been dramatised as a musical by the Irish composer Conor Mitchell First Produced professionally by Thomas Hopkins & Andrew Jenkins for Surefire Theatrical Ltd at the Edinburgh Festival in 2007 .

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"The Necklace" tells the story of Madame Mathilde Loisel and her husband. When Mathilde was little, she always imagined herself in a high social position with wonderful jewels. However, when she grows up, she has nothing, and marries a lowly clerk who is obsessed with making her happy. Through lots of begging at work, he is able to get two invitations to the Ministry of Education's party. However, Mathilde is upset, for she has nothing to wear. Using money that he was saving to buy a gun, he lets Mathilde buy a fancy dress. However, Mathilde also wants jewels to wear. Since they don't have any money left, her husband suggests that she borrow something from her friend, Madame Forestier. Mathilde picks out the fanciest jewel necklace that she can find. However, after attending the Ministry of Education's party, Mathilde finds out that she's lost the necklace. Mathilde and her husband then have to work for ten years to come up with the thirty-four thousand francs to buy a replacement for the necklace. After losing everything, having to work, and forcing her husband to work two jobs, Mathilde sees Madame Forestier walking down the street. She decides to talk to her. After talking to her, she finds out that the necklace was a fake and only worth about five hundred francs.

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Re: Who is your favorite english poet, novelist, writer?
« Reply #4 on: November 04, 2008, 06:52:07 PM »
William Ernest Henley

Out of the night that covers me,
      Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
      For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
      I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
       My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
      Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
      Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
      How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate;
      I am the captain of my soul.

At the age of 12 Henley became a victim of tuberculosis of the bone. In spite of this, in 1867 he successfully passed the Oxford local examination as a senior student. His diseased foot had to be amputated directly below the knee; physicians announced the only way to save his life was to amputate the other. Henley persevered and survived with one foot intact. He was discharged in 1875, and was able to lead an active life for nearly 30 years despite his disability. With an artificial foot, he lived until the age of 54. "Invictus" was written from a hospital bed.

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Re: Who is your favorite english poet, novelist, writer?
« Reply #5 on: November 04, 2008, 07:15:29 PM »
Here is something for the romantics;

Sonnet from the Portuguese 44: How do I Love thee? Let me Count the Ways
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning


How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.




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Re: Who is your favorite english poet, novelist, writer?
« Reply #6 on: November 04, 2008, 11:11:49 PM »


Emily Dickinson

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (December 10, 1830 – May 15, 1886) was an American poet. Born in Amherst, Massachusetts to a successful family with strong community ties, she lived a mostly introverted and reclusive life. After she studied at the Amherst Academy for seven years in her youth, she spent a short time at Mount Holyoke Female Seminary before returning to her family's house in Amherst. Thought of as an eccentric by the locals, she became known for her penchant for white clothing and her reluctance to greet guests or, later in life, even leave her room. Most of her friendships were therefore carried out by correspondence.

Dickinson was a prolific private poet, though fewer than a dozen of her nearly eighteen hundred poems were published during her lifetime.[1] The work that was published during her lifetime was usually altered significantly by the publishers to fit the conventional poetic rules of the time. Dickinson's poems are unique for the era in which she wrote; they contain short lines, typically lack titles, and often utilize slant rhyme as well as unconventional capitalization and punctuation.[2] Many of her poems deal with themes of death and immortality, two subjects which infused her letters to friends.

Although most of her acquaintances were probably aware of Dickinson's writing, it was not until after her death in 1886—when Lavinia, Emily's younger sister, discovered her cache of poems—that the breadth of Dickinson's work became apparent. Her first collection of poetry was published in 1890 by personal acquaintances Thomas Wentworth Higginson and Mabel Loomis Todd, both of whom heavily edited the content. A complete and mostly unaltered collection of her poetry became available for the first time in 1955 when The Poems of Emily Dickinson was published by scholar Thomas H. Johnson. Despite unfavorable reviews and skepticism of her literary prowess during the late 19th and early 20th century, critics now consider Dickinson to be a major American poet.[3]

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Re: Who is your favorite english poet, novelist, writer?
« Reply #7 on: November 04, 2008, 11:20:03 PM »


Edgar Allan Poe

Edgar Allan Poe (January 19, 1809 – October 7, 1849) was an American poet, short-story writer, editor and literary critic, and is considered part of the American Romantic Movement. Best known for his tales of mystery and the macabre, Poe was one of the earliest American practitioners of the short story and is considered the inventor of the detective-fiction genre. He is further credited with contributing to the emerging genre of science fiction.[1] He was the first well-known American writer to try to earn a living through writing alone, resulting in a financially difficult life and career.[2]

He was born as Edgar Poe in Boston, Massachusetts, Poe's parents died when he was young. Poe was taken in by John and Frances Allan, of Richmond, Virginia, but they never formally adopted him. After spending a short period at the University of Virginia and briefly attempting a military career, Poe and the Allans parted ways. Poe's publishing career began humbly, with an anonymous collection of poems, Tamerlane and Other Poems (1827), credited only to "a Bostonian".

Poe switched his focus to prose and spent the next several years working for literary journals and periodicals, becoming known for his own style of literary criticism. His work forced him to move between several cities, including Baltimore, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania and New York City. In Baltimore in 1835, he married Virginia Clemm, his 13-year-old cousin. In January 1845, Poe published his poem "The Raven" to instant success. His wife died of tuberculosis two years later. He began planning to produce his own journal, The Penn (later renamed The Stylus), though he died before it could be produced. On October 7, 1849, at age 40, Poe died in Baltimore; the cause of his death is unknown and has been attributed to alcohol, brain congestion, cholera, drugs, heart disease, rabies, suicide, tuberculosis, and other agents.[3]

Poe and his works influenced literature in the United States and around the world, as well as in specialized fields, such as cosmology and cryptography. Poe and his work appear throughout popular culture in literature, music, films, and television. A number of his homes are dedicated museums today.

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Annabel Lee
by Edgar Allan Poe

It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea:
But we loved with a love that was more than love -
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her high-born kinsmen came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me -
Yes! that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud one night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we -
Of many far wiser than we -
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling -my darling -my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea -
In her tomb by the sounding sea.

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Re: Who is your favorite english poet, novelist, writer?
« Reply #8 on: November 04, 2008, 11:22:13 PM »


Walt Whitman

Walter Whitman (May 31, 1819 – March 26, 1892) was an American poet, essayist, journalist, and humanist. He was a part of the transition between Transcendentalism and realism, incorporating both views in his works. Whitman is among the most influential poets in the American canon, often called the father of free verse.[1] His work was very controversial in its time, particularly his poetry collection Leaves of Grass, which was described as obscene for its overt sexuality.

Born on Long Island, Whitman worked as a journalist, a teacher, a government clerk, and a volunteer nurse during the American Civil War in addition to publishing his poetry. Early in his career, he also produced a temperance novel, Franklin Evans (1842). Whitman's major work, Leaves of Grass, was first published in 1855 with his own money. The work was an attempt at reaching out to the common person with an American epic. He continued expanding and revising it until his death in 1892. After a stroke towards the end of his life, he moved to Camden, New Jersey where his health further declined. He died at age 72 and his funeral became a public spectacle.[2][3]

Whitman's sexuality is often discussed alongside his poetry. Though he is usually labeled as either homosexual or bisexual,[4] it is unclear if Whitman ever had a sexual relationship with another man[5] and biographers continue to debate his sexuality. Whitman was concerned with politics throughout his life. He supported the Wilmot Proviso and opposed the extension of slavery generally, but did not believe in the abolitionist movement.

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O Captain! My Captain!
by
Walt Whitman

1

O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;   
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won;   
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,   
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:   
    But O heart! heart! heart!            5
      O the bleeding drops of red,   
        Where on the deck my Captain lies,   
          Fallen cold and dead.   
 
2

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;   
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills;     10
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding;   
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;   
    Here Captain! dear father!   
      This arm beneath your head;   
        It is some dream that on the deck,     15
          You’ve fallen cold and dead.   
 
3

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;   
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;   
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;   
From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won;     20
    Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!   
      But I, with mournful tread,   
        Walk the deck my Captain lies,   
          Fallen cold and dead.

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Re: Who is your favorite english poet, novelist, writer?
« Reply #9 on: November 04, 2008, 11:40:46 PM »


Jose Garcia Villa

Jose Garcia Villa (August 5, 1908 – February 7, 1997) was a Filipino poet, literary critic, short story writer, and painter. He was awarded the National Artist of the Philippines title for literature in 1973,[1] as well as the Guggenheim Fellowship in creative writing by Conrad Aiken.[2] He is known to have introduced the "reversed consonance rime scheme" in writing poetry, as well as the extensive use of punctuation marks—especially commas, which made him known as the Comma Poet.[3] He used the penname Doveglion (derived from "Dove, Eagle, Lion"), based on the characters he derived from himself. These animals were also explored by another poet e.e. cummings in Doveglion, Adventures in Value, a poem dedicated to Villa.[1]

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« Reply #10 on: November 05, 2008, 05:42:06 AM »
I am an avid fan of Whitman.

Ah, a literary genius, yet humble in his ways.

I love his works.

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