Celebrating NaPoMo: A Fear of Poetry

 
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This month is NaPoMo, an entire month of poetry! I have not been able to participate in the “poem a day” because of class, so I thought I would share my piece “A Fear of Poetry” which I wrote for a speech contest I recently participated in.


 

A Fear of Poetry

When I tell people “I’m a Poet,” the light kind of vanishes from their eyes.

If they don’t know anything about poetry or haven’t read a poem, instantly there is this wall that comes up between us.

They may get the impression I’m some kind of snob, who thinks that I’m smarter than them just because I am a Poet.

The obscurity surrounding poetry, half bard-magic and half highbrow literature, all contributes to this idea that poetry is somehow incomprehensible to the average person.

I understand this reaction because I had the same one seven years ago when I finally found myself learning about poetry.

I was in my first creative writing class my freshman year here at the U of U. We read Maggie Nelson’s “Bluets” which changed my life forever. We were encouraged to explore words and art and I found myself diving head first into poetry, scared and in love.

Although I was unsure and I felt that I was not smart enough to understand poetry I decided to pursue it.

Now, seven years later I’ve had a handful of poems published and I plan on self-publishing a small book of poems in the near future.

My message to the audience is that Poetry matters and it’s not as scary as you think.

Poetry is all around us and hides in plain sight.

Poetry is not a static form, it’s not just ballads and sonnets from hundreds of years ago. It’s alive and changing with us.

It’s the words that reverberate within our souls, the words, and phrases that make our hearts jump and dive. Words we remember for the rest of our lives.

So what do I suggest to those curious about poetry?

Become familiar with poetry.

Dip your toes, start with small with poems like William Carlos Williams “Red Wheelbarrow”.

Eventually, you may have to tread water, you may think you will drown but the surface is closer than you think.

And even if you do drown a little there is joy in drowning in poetry.

Poetry allows us to connect with ourselves and our community, it is a love for a lifetime and you don’t have to be a poet, a writer, or an English major to understand it.

All you have to do is read.


 

Thank you for reading my work! 

Alina 

Poem #171 (Eyes)

 
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Eyes that travel, the body

the dreams and skimming

the maps that it believes it

sees. Drifting casually,

hazed and delusioned

eyes looking, gleaming

staring at you.


 

I was feeling kind of playful today, so here is a silly poem about voyeurism. 

Thank you for reading my work!

-Alina

Currently Reading: Patti Smith, Hunter S. Thompson and Chuck Palahniuk

Hello!

I hope everyone is doing great! ~ I am at the tail end of my last semester and I have been reading like crazy. Last week was my spring break but unfortunately, I was sick the entire time. I spent a lot of time at home reading and started quite a few new books.

Here are my favorite books that I am currently reading.


 

Just Kids by Patti Smith

 

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Originally published in 2010, Patti Smith recounts her relationship and friendship with Robert Mapplethorpe

In the late 1960’s Smith journeyed to New York to pursue her career as an artist. She quickly met Mapplethorpe and the two started their long and intimate relationship.

So far, I am about halfway through the book and I absolutely love it. I am a huge admirer of Mapplethorpe and Smith and I have always wanted to read this book.

 

Stranger Than Fiction by Chuck Palahniuk

 

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This collection of non-fiction pieces were written by Chuck Palahniuk, the internationally known author of Fight Club. Chuck’s style and humor are at it’s best in these short essays which are centered around the unusual and perverse.

I love Chuck’s work, his style, voice, and choice of content. It is always refreshing to pick up a Palahniuk book, fiction or not, and be immersed in a world that bears all and doesn’t leave out the nasty details.

Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas by Hunter S. Thompson

 

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I was inspired to read some Thompson the week before spring break. I used to read a few stories of his every once in a while when I was 18 but haven’t really since (at the same time I was into Naked Lunch and the work of Irvine Welsh and Bret Easton Ellis). I decided to pick up this book and reacquaint myself with the drug addict and talented writer. It’s funny, scary, disgusting, and absolutely horrific~I love it.

 


 

Thank you for reading my work!

-Alina