My Top Five Favorite Books: Poetry and Fiction

These are my top five books that I either (A) think about at least once a day (B) have read multiple times and can’t put down or (B) that I completely love. If I were to put down all the books that can be included within A,B, and C, this would be a huge post! So to keep it short and to the point here are five books that as of right now I feel are indispensable to other writers and lovers of poetry and fiction.


Imaginations by William Carlos Williams

Ulysses by James Joyce

Orlando by Virginia Woolf

The Beat Book: Writings from the Beat Generation Edited by Anne Waldman

The Vintage Book of Contemporary American Poetry Edited by J.D. McClatchy

Firstly, Imaginations is a book with such beautiful language I am left highlighting and underlining almost every part. Williams is one of my favorite poets and when I found this book I was elated. Little did I know what I was getting myself into. Now I read and reread certain parts completely obsessed with the structure and imagery that he uses. Love this book.

Ulysses, a book I attempted to read on my own a few years ago but felt overwhelmed and stupid after trying. It was the first book that I ever picked up that made me feel like the content and style was over my head. It wasn’t until I took a Joyce class up at the University of Utah which focused mainly on Ulysses that I was able to understand this bible of language and style. Given the right tools and information required this book exploded before my eyes as one of the greatest novels ever written. I return periodically to reread certain parts of Ulysses whenever I feel inspired to write something dangerous.

Orlando,  not the only Woolf book I’ve read but one of my absolute favorites. When I first began reading Orlando I was thinking about the possibility of creating a character that moves beyond sexuality and gender. Although it is not exactly about this Orlando was close to it and inspirational to read. I fell back into reading  Woolf harder than ever after that and got lost in her work for the next few months.

The Beat Book: Writings from the Beat Generation , this book has the background information and key works by some of the most influential Beat Poets (of course, Allen Ginsberg and Jack Kerouac). I usually jump around from chapter to chapter and research more on the Poets that speak to me. Which is difficult because I’ve already ended up researching about half the poets in the book and I’m not done. This is a perfect resource for learning about the Beat Poets and their work.

The Vintage Book of Contemporary American Poetry, contains selections from some of my favorite poets including Adrienne Rich, Elizabeth Bishop, Theodore Roethke, Frank O’ Hara, Galway Kinnell and Gary Snyder just to name a few. I have loved this book for a couple years now and always pick it up when I want to return to my favorites.


I hope this short list helps someone out there that needs more inspiration!

Thank you for reading and taking time out of your day to visit. I hope you return in the future!

Thank you!

-Alina

Freehand Poem #1

Hello readers! As the first post on my blog which is no longer ‘Under Construction’ I have decided to post the first of many ‘Free Hand Writing’ posts which will included poetry and short stories. These posts will contain fresh writing, impromptu and extremely rough. I will attempt to work on and publish these short posts in less than 30 minutes. This is an ice breaker and breather exercise that I do to take my mind off of what I ‘m currently working on.

Here goes!

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Life of Words


Letting the words just drip,

drip,

drip and

fade and dry. They smell

sweet at first then

begin to ripen till

bittersweet, sting

-ing the back of the throat.

Words that bend, lose their elasticity

lose the ability to return to form

and brittle they break.

Ground up, crumbled into air and dust

Into, inhale,

Exhale, nothing.

Nothing to be devoured, nothing left.

The words rot and dissolve.

They die in their own ways,

they die and fade away.

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If you’re reading this thank you for taking time out of your day to read my writing! I hope you return in the future!

Thank You!

-Alina

A Sample of My Previously Published Poems

Hello!

Here are some samples of my poetry.

These are some poems of mine that were originally published on my allpoetry account (allpoetry.com/A._Hansen) which has since been deleted. I have decided to post a few of these poems as a sample of my work.

All poems are my original work.

Thank you for reading!!!


In the Night

by A. Hansen on July 6, 2016.

Under the glowing moon,
iridescent light casts shadows
of figures that howl
and the night becomes a
time where the netherworld
bleeds into reality.
 

(in the spring) CLOUDS

by A. Hansen on March 23, 2015.

 
Weightless, we swim through the sky.
Winds blow, folding us together.We are mystic waves colliding
in the crystal blue,
with a sweetness in the air.Sweeping, seeping, falling,
we only vanish when the sun sinks
and disappears.
 

City Sun

by A. Hansen on January 19, 2015.

 
Drinking in the sun
golden leaves unfurl
radiant words glitter
among gasoline rainbows
turpentine, pavement and tar
boiling hot and thick
the skin smells-blisters rise.
burning under the sky
we rest on broken glass
and garbage.
city life suits us well.
 

Death (pt.3)

by A. Hansen on December 21, 2014.

 
Bathed in mists
and blues,
sea foam froth
paints my hair,
I disintegrate slowly,
Poisoned by your blues.You cut into me,
sharp knives like fangs,
to gnaw and break
my bones.A tortured heart,
I sacrificed my soul,
and you tore me limb from limb
throwing me back into the blue
that I pulled you from.
 

If you are reading this, thank you for taking time out of your day to read my poems. I hope you return in the future!
Thank you!
-Alina

Announcement: Notebook Excerpts Coming Soon!

Announcement:

Hello Readers!

Until my wordpress page is completed and no longer ‘Under Construction’ I will post a few samples of what I plan on doing regularly. I have already done this with a ‘Book Reading List’ that was published last week that contains my favorite books of Poetry/Collections/Anthologies that I own.

NEXT:

This is a sample of a monthly post I plan on doing starting in April 2017.

Every month I write one full 200 paged Notebook. I write daily for a minimum of two hours on anything that I want as long as it is writing (NOT JOURNAL ENTRIES), I have completed one notebook for each month consecutively for the past three years. In my notebooks I write poetry, bits and pieces of observations, and short short stories. At the end of the month I go over my notebook and highlight parts that I think are the best. Those parts I type up and archive for my records. If something really strikes me I pull it out of my archives and expand on it (this is the beginning of my process for writing poems and short stories).

So without further ado, I give you a sample excerpt from my notebook Feb 2017 (Notebook Excerpt #1).

 

Notebook Excerpt #1 (Feb 2017)

key: ‘+’ marks separation between ‘poems/pieces’. 

‘START’ and ‘END’ bold and italicized mark the beginning and end of the excerpts.

 

START

Blue heaven above me

Barreled up against the sun

+

Her body is covered in a glittery slime

Death does not prove the existence of a god (gods).

Smell of cat shit in cat litter.

+

Whiter, the petals become. The color sucked out of them.

+

Eyes claim that there was once something great in the sky that lived there once.

+

The heat comes on, a low rumble,

through the house.

But it is in vain for the windows are old, they are drafty cracked dirty.

+

Lines in deep depression drawn against the sky

+

Where is the sun,

The golden sphere?

+

It is cold, freezing. I’m trying to keep myself awake trying to keep myself hollowed out so that there will be something there to fill

+

I follow myself into a place of utter darkness.

You broke me into hell. My body doomed, full of desire and death.

+

I am here, skull eyeballs and spine.

Hole in my head.

+

Devour

Consume

+

Vanished into the darkened blue

+

Heaven is a dream that never ends

+

Within the catacomb of

The soul, a hive grows of

Festering flesh and blood glistening

in honey and cream.

END

 

This is just a sample and does not contain the complete NB Excerpt for Feb 2017, future posts for ‘Notebook Excerpts’ will be longer.

 

If you are still reading, thank you for taking time out of your day to read this post. I hope that you return to alinahappyhansenwriter in the future!

-Alina

Poetry and Short Fiction by Alina H. Hansen

Coming Soon in April 2017

A blog written and maintained solely by the Writer & Poet Alina Happy Hansen. Poems and Short Stories will be published weekly on alinahappyhansenwriter.com. All Poems and Short Stories will be the authors original works. They may be rough drafts, works in progress or a semi-polished piece but will be available to readers for the purpose of exposing the creative process.

Besides Poetry and Short Fiction this blog will also include:

Book Lists (Alina’s lists of ‘Read’, ‘Would Like To Read’, ‘Currently Reading’, and ‘Reference Books’)

Films, Music, and Art (reflections, thoughts and small critiques/essays)

and Notebook Excerpts (material I take out from my completed monthly writers notebook)