Joseph Rodman Drake (August 7, 1795– September 21, 1820) was an early American poet. Biography Born in New York City, he was orphaned when young and entered a mercantile house. While still a child, he showed a talent for writing poems. He was educated at Columbia College. In 1813 he began studying in a physician’s office. In 1816 he began to practice medicine and in the same year married Sarah, daughter of Henry Eckford, a naval architect. In 1819, together with his friend and fellow poet Fitz-Greene Halleck, he wrote a series of satirical verses for the New York Evening Post, which were published under the penname “The Croakers.” Drake died of consumption a year later at the age of twenty-five. As a writer, Drake is considered part of the “Knickerbocker group”, which also included Halleck, Washington Irving, William Cullen Bryant, James Kirke Paulding, Gulian Crommelin Verplanck, Robert Charles Sands, Lydia M. Child, and Nathaniel Parker Willis. A collection, The Culprit Fay and Other Poems, was published posthumously by his daughter in 1835. His best-known poems are the long title-poem of that collection, and the patriotic “The American Flag” which was set as a cantata for two soloists, choir and orchestra by the Czech composer Antonín Dvořák in 1892-93. “The Culprit Fay” served as the inspiration for a 1908 orchestral rhapsody of the same name by Henry Kimball Hadley. Fitz-Greene Halleck’s poem “Green be the turf above thee” was written as a memorial to Drake. Joseph Rodman Drake Park in Hunts Point, Bronx, was named for him in 1915. This park has received $180,000 of New York State funding to memorialize slave workers likely to be buried there. Critical response In the early 19th century Americans numbered Drake and his friend Halleck as a two of the leading literary personalities and talents produced by their country, but their reputations were short-lived. In April 1836, Edgar Allan Poe published a review of their work–known to Poe scholars as “The Dake-Halleck Review”– in the Southern Literary Messenger criticized both, though he thought Drake the better of the two. Poe’s essay is as much a critique of the state of criticism at that time, objecting to the factthat “at this particular moment there are no American poems held in so high estimation by our countrymen, as the poems of Drake, and of Halleck.” Looking at Drake’s The Culprit Fay, a narrative poem of 640 lines, Poe found elements to praise but wrote that “the greater part of it is utterly destitute of any evidence of imagination whatever”. He found Drake capable of description, but offered his view that description required little poetic ability and provided his own alternatives to show how simple this writing was. For Drakes’ lines: Poe offered: In Poe’s view this ability creates “a species of vague wonder at the writer’s ingenuity” in most readers, but Poe mocked it as an example of the “sublimely ridiculous” and “puerilities”, requiring the reader to “imagine a race of Fairies in the vicinity of West Point”. Works * The American Flag * The Culprit Fay: and Other Poems (1835) References Wikipedia—https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joseph_Rodman_Drake
I've always had a passion for writing stories and poems and them I got to realise I'm quite good at it, my main inspiration is my wiccan pathway, nature and the love of my life, my twin flame, Rev. Shaman Peter John Patrick. I started writing poems for my now ex husband when I lost both parents at an early age but it poetry was a way out for me, I used to lose myself in stories, loseing them although I miss them dearly allowed me to grow up quick, be more independent and strong and find my own way in life. I'm currently a support worker for adults with learning disabilities and love making a difference to others lives. Just recently I have been drawn to the pagan religion WICCA and I have been busy studying and living my life in the way of WICCA. I am on a journey of discovering my higher self and a lot of my inspiration comes from how following this pathway makes me feel, my love of nature and my new way of thinking. It has brought so much beauty to my life. At the moment I just want to help others and show others the new me and as a result of this I am now looking at putting my poem writing skills to the test and to the service of others by writing poems by request for people. You may find me a bit off the wall, un predictable and random, my sense of humour can be a bit dry so never take me seriously unless I'm being serious of course lol. Mad as a box of frogs but those fbrogs are very in touch with their senses, it facinates me to watch people and I can usually sense what that person is all about from just one look and a moment to feel their aura and I find I am usually right but it it never fails to amaze me, I guess we all have to have a few special skills as we are all individual. I'm friendly and down to earth, I am honest but sometimes brutally so and so if your not going to like an answer to something then don't ask the question but that's what makes us stronger, knowing our faults and having the ability to do something about them. I don't bite often by the way so come and say hello, I love hearing others views on things, obviously I have my own opinions but I will not try to force it upon others. I worship nature and celebrate the earth and seek to bring about positive changes in the way I live my life and using my knowledge to help others. For so long now I have always felt like the odd one out in all that I do and that there is something missing and now I have found it. Something that feels like I belong, something that feels like home and suits me in each and every way and I'm never going to look back all I have been through has led me onto this path, all lessons I have learnt so far and here I am, ready to take on life's challenges and lessons, ready to adapt and alter my life so I can finally evolve. I believe we should look after ourselves spiritually and physically, everything we go through we go through for a reason even having a body is lesson alone to see if we can look after these precious valuable vessels or if we just abuse them or let them go to waste. Push out minds, our bodies and our souls to be the very best they can be, I always count my blessings each day and give thanks for all I have, all I am and my memories. Without my memories and influences from people and things during my life I wouldn't be me, I don't believe others can make you who you are but they can certainly influence you and point you in the right direction. Never turn down an opportunity and live for each moment. I believe in treating others how I would want to be treated and if they losethat respect I believe the universe will deal with them in it's own fair way.We are always learning new things, we never stop learning about outselves we spend our time getting to know others but do we really know ourselves but should always be on the search for our true self, evolving with the lessons we learn and the knowledge we absorb. I believe each of us go through many life times and learning new lessons as we go and revisiting those lessons we failed to learn in a previous life. In life all that is truly ours is our soul and our memories and depending how advanced we are when it comes back to a new life I believe it's easier to restore those past life memories depending on the age and level of the soul, I believe I am an old soul in a young body I feel like I am not living in the right time but time doesn't exists anyway, and I have knowledge and sometimes write stuff that has come from no where and I do not recall learning it. I believe not even our bodies are our own, they are gifts from the gods so we can move around in certain ways, perceive the world in many different ways, we get to feel, taste, hear and smell all the beauty in the world. Pet peeves: People who don't have the time for others or think that they above everyone and being underestimated. So to finish on a positive note I've never been happier or felt more myself :)
Helen Joy Davidman (18 April 1915 – 13 July 1960) was an American poet and writer. Often referred to as a child prodigy, she earned a master's degree from Columbia University in English literature at age twenty in 1935. For her book of poems, Letter to a Comrade, she won the Yale Series of Younger Poets Competition in 1938 and the Russell Loines Award for Poetry in 1939. She was the author of several books, including two novels.
Rev. James Bernard Dollard ("Father Dollard") (1872–1946) was a Roman Catholic parish priest and noted poet. Life He was born at Mooncoin, County Kilkenny, Ireland, August 30, 1872, to Michael and Anastasia (Quinn) Dollard, the youngest son in a large family. After taking the course in Classics at Kilkenny College, he sailed in 1890 for New Brunswick, Canada. He graduated from the Grand Seminary of Montreal and received from Laval University the degrees of Bachelor of Theology and Bachelor of Canon Law. The same university conferred on him in 1916, the honorary degree of Litt.D. He was ordained to the priesthood in December 1896. He served as a curate in St. Helen’s Church, and St. Mary’s Church, Toronto, and for nine years, parish priest of Uptergrove, Ontario before he became the parish priest of St. Monica’s Church, North Toronto. He published two volumes of poems Irish Mist and Sunshine (1902) and Poems (1910), and a volume of short stories entitled The Gaels of Moondharrig. He sometimes wrote under the pseudonym of Sliav-na-mon. In a lecture on “The War and the Poets,” delivered in Toronto, 1916, Mr. Joyce Kilmer, poetry editor of the Literary Digest, declared that Father Dollard’s sonnet was the best poem that had appeared on the death of Rupert Brooke. He died in 1946. References Wikipedia—https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/James_B._Dollard
Hi! My name is Chelsi, I am a mom before anything. I am rediscovering my long lost love for poetry. I have never shared anything I’ve written publicly because quite frankly I do it for me and nobody else. I don’t even know if it’s good, but it makes me feel good. This is completely out of my comfort zone. I primarily made this because I would like a place to save all my old poems from notebooks dating back to high school days. I would just like to have them all in one place. This first one I started last night and finished today. It was my first (maybe second) in a decade or better. It wasn’t planned by any means. Words randomly started jumbling together in my head late last night so I ran with it. Everything flowed from within a place I had not been in touch with for a long time. I didn’t know that place still existed within me to be honest. Hopefully this was the first of more to come. Please keep in mind I’m not trying to turn this into a living haha! I’m not college educated, haven’t taken any writing courses or anything. This is strictly more of a hobby or an emotional outlet for me. :)
my life has always been filled with hardship and pain, but i keep pushing for every inch i can take. evil had taken hold of my soul for a good amount of time but one amazing person i had met had completely broke its hold over me..... poems have been in my blood, my favorite poet and my inspiration has ALWAYS been Edgar Allen Poe. I've always had the philosophy of your poem isn't true unless its comes from the heart. Which is the only way i can write. It proves as a outlet in dark times, Or as the only way to express my hate to the world, or the vast love i have for my beautiful fiance...... young and wise is the way I've been described by many I am 17.... madly in love, and loved by many for the first time in feels like forever email any personal comments to me or if you wish to ask any questions please.
My name is Dagger AKA Adam Koss. I am 26 years old and a professional author. Although I have been writing poetry and books for over 16 years, I have only recently come into my 'creative prime' and mastered the art. I need my audience to understand that I DO NOT write what people consider to be "normal" material! I am an artist who describes the world around me and the life I live in perfect detail with graphic realism. I have been known to use flagrant vulgarity, sexually explicit language, raw facts, and violent imagery to form most of my writings if I feel it will provide emphasis. In NO way, shape, or form do I promote violence, abuse, pedophilia, rape, racism, crime, or hate but as an author I bring light to these issues in a "worse-case-scenario" form, showing the reality of human's choices and how these issues can have drastic consequences if allowed to play out. I will allow you to decide for yourself, but know that I DO NOT sugar coat anything and only speak on the taboo topics that most people never dare to bring into the light. I use my self-expression and devotion to my art to write what's on my heart and mind and then share it with the world. I believe my form of art is something that ALL teens and young parents need to hear if they can handle the raw reality of this world is such a bold and brash form. We no longer need to have these issues pushed aside and covered up because we are "uncomfortable" discussing them. NO. Someone needs to step up as the voice for a generation that wants to break free from restrictions and step into the realistic freedom that only the truth can provide. The time is now and your leader has heard your cries. So relax because I am listening and willing to acquiesce to your request.
I am a younger writer, I will say I'm 14. I use poetry as an outlet to express my feelings and hopefully help people who are in rough patches of there life. I take criticism very well, I fact I greatly encourage it! I'm looking forward to improve my skill level with the help of all of you!
Amber Decker is a poet from West Virginia who has never, despite Hollywood's sorely inaccurate depictions of her Appalachian roots, had sex with any relatives or animals, nor has she ever cannibalized anyone who has taken a...wrong turn. She is a lover of horses, hooded sweatshirts, coffee, dark chocolate, fantasy novels, werewolf movies and red wine. She also spends a ridiculous amount of time at the gym working on her anger management issues. Her latest collection of poems, The Girl Who Left You, is forthcoming from the notorious Six Ft Swells Press. Her website, containing information about new publications and events, is: http://roughverse.wordpress.com
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Hi, My name is Dilru, you may call me Dee if you like. I am 21 years old living in Australia in a nutshell i am bubbly, cheerful and friendly girl that loves smile andto live life to the fullest. Mu Poem i share with you all are from my heart and real experiences that have happened during my life, I wrote these poems to fully understand the situation i find myself into, its a way of understanding what life brings to me. Things i cannot express in person i express in words of poetry. i started writing poems 4 years ago and i have realized that i must be in the right state of mind and mood to create a poem. Do forgive me i may still be scratchy since i haven't got a style of poetry i stick to, i pretty much just write straight from my heart with few grammatical fixations before i share them with anyone in my life. i sometimes catch myself struggling to sleep because of words buzzing around in my head and they just have to be down on paper so i find myself getting up into middle of night just to write a poem i write and write till my heart is satisfied. Anyway this is a glimpse of who i am i hope my poems will be a way of you to get to know me more i am truly excited to read your poems i know you will inspire like i hope to do as well. Warmest regards, Dee
What a crazy world this is we live in, All born to lead a life unknown, I have been the outcast, I have looked inside, I haven't found the answer, Just a life to which I abide. We grow each day, Each hour, Each minute, I am present, I am here, I am as I come, And I know what I fear. To tell you all my truths, Would take me a partial lifetime, So let me just speak this truth to you Much simpler than enlightening. I am an energy, I am a friend, I am a mother, Until the end. I am a daughter, I am troubled, I am kind, I am lost Sometimes I falter, I am strong And I am free. I am an unusual being But in the end I am me.
I prefer to go by DoG-BoY, but call me what you will. I am not a friendly person. I choose to live alone, and would rather not make any new friends. There are few people who are able to actually call themselves my friend. I come from an unspeakable past. I have seen and done many things most people thought would only happen in a movie. It is because of my experiences i keep away from the world as much as possible. I will say this though, throughout my past i have endured many painful things, from being stabbed over twenty times, to being held down and beaten with blunt objects, to have hung onto life long enough to be ebaten and stabbed again. I have hurt many people when told too. I have not been a saint by far, but some say i do all the wrong things for the right reasons. there is not much you need to know about me, but i will never explain myself to anyone who doesn't understand, if you don't like it that is not my problem. . . . . . DoG-BoY,
Here, you'll find verses that capture the delicate dance of emotions, from the gentle touch of love to the raw vulnerability of breaking. My poetry is an exploration of the beauty found in the ordinary moments, a celebration of the human spirit, and an invitation for you to see a reflection of your own experiences in these lines. This is not just about my words; it's about the connections we forge through shared emotions. I invite you to join the conversation. Share your thoughts, your stories, and let's create a community where words become bridges between hearts. Thank you for being a part of this poetic journey. Let the verses resonate, the emotions flow, and may you find a piece of yourself within these lines.
It's good to let out pent up anxiety or feelings.. and that's what I do with poetry besides going out and jogging. Hey, jogging/ exercising is cheaper than therapy!:p Anyways, that last bit was random haha. But welcome to my page. I don't post often.. okay never would be the correct word, but I try and stay in the loop with new poems out from followers and people that I follow.
