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How “Chicago Poems” Changed My Life

The Poe-Tess

Every now and then, you read a poem that changes your way of thinking. Sometimes, a poem will go so far as to smack your way of thinking right on the head with a baseball bat, knock it upside down feet over head,  then sit staring at it with a contemplative, I-told-you-so smirk on its face.

That’s what I’m talking about. A poem that introduces you to ideas you never had before.

When I was growing up, I always loved books. But I especially loved poetry. I would memorize with glee the last few stanzas of “Paul Revere’s Ride” or Frost’s “Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening,” which I can still recite to this day.

I started writing poems for English courses, but it gradually grew into a more habitual thing. Before long, I was writing all the time, for fun, when I was sad, or when I simply…

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Walk with me…

Walk with me,
do not mind my age
stay by my side
without the prejudice of my youth.
Just listen
empty of prerrogative.
Feel my ideas
do not stop them,
listen to my consciousness
do not try to drive it.
Just walk with me,
let me enjoy your presence
without the fear of interference.
let’s share existence
on the same level
although of my short life,
do not mind my time,
just walk with me.