Four treasured works of poetry

28943667_920287474815675_1816172368_o.jpgThere is a maddening abundance of poetry in the world. To me, finding a poem that resonates with me feels like a pilgrimage. Once I’ve found one that I love, usually by accident, I never forget it. Reading someone’s favourite poems is a very definite way of understanding them deeply – so, I’m going to bare my soul for you on this post, and give you a few of my favourite poems (in no particular order). I’d love for you to send me yours in response!!

BELL-BIRDS by Henry Kendall

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Bell-birds encapsulates perfectly what I love about nature and wildlife on Australia’s east coast. It reminds me of sitting by the waterfall near my house in Spring under the cool shade of the trees, savouring the sweet smell of wattle flowers and the music of the creek flowing and splashing over the rocks. If I ever move away, I’d keep this poem with me as a little piece of home to remind me of the little things that are so easily forgotten. If you’ve never been to Australia, immerse yourself in this poem and imagine yourself here, with the song of the bell-bird guiding you.

DRUNK AS DRUNK by Pablo Neruda 

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This poem by Neruda makes me think of salt and love and long summer days. It’s dizzying and passionate in the most subtle way. The original Spanish version called Poema IX is the one I fell in love with (read here). The translator took many liberties in writing the English version, and the result is almost a different poem entirely. However, he still retained the ‘feeling’ of the poem. So, if you can’t read it in Spanish, you can still enjoy the translation.

ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE by John Keats 

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I first read this poem in high school, when I was studying British Romanticism, and I loved it instantly. The dichotomy of life and death is expressed by flawless imagery, evoking scenes of light, trees, and celestial scenes. It pulls me in, hypnotising me with words. Keats’s fluctuating state of mind is reflected in the changes rhythm and imagery, a perfect window into his soul. I used this poem as a related text in so many essays and yet I never got tired of writing about it.

ODE TO THE ONION by Pablo Neruda

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Evidently, I like Odes. And I love Neruda. In the Ode to the Onion he transforms a seemingly mundane thing into a beautiful, feminine jewel. In my family, the onion is the mother of all dishes; chopping onion is a daily ritual for me. In Chile, the onions are sweeter – my mum would chop them finely, drizzle them with olive oil and salt, and we’d devour them. I will never stop loving this poem and Neruda’s written magic.

Thank you so much for reading, and don’t forget to send me your favourite poems. x

30 thoughts on “Four treasured works of poetry

  1. These were lovely 💕 I liked the onion one a lot, it’s something you wouldn’t even think to write about typically! I don’t read enough poetry but I should start. There’s this girl I found on tumblr that goes by the name thepoeticunderground and I love all her poetry. I think she even has a book now!

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  2. I loved your collection and you put thoughts on paper so well! I was in Sydney for 2 months last year, I loved it there and I miss the place so much. I followed so we can be in touch and you can tell me what is up there sometimes!

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  4. Hey Omara!😊
    I came across your blog recently and have since gone through all your posts and I can’t help but love your way with words. It’s magical.

    A lovely post with beautiful poems, and I heartily agree that someone’s choice in poetry can reveal alot about them.

    – 💜

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  5. Thank you for liking my last post. That led me down the rabbit hole and to your lovely blog. So following you now as I love books and poetry. Haven’t explored poetry for many years but when I studied at school, Thomas Hardy and Seamus Heaney were my favourites. My new life in France is the start of a new literature journey, so your blog will inspire and I am growing curiouser and curiouser.

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    • Thank you so much Judi, your comment means a lot to me. I’m glad you stumbled down the rabbit hole and that we share a love for Hardy (although I do need to check out Seamus Heaney). I hope you’ll keep me updated on your journey of literature!! I find your blog inspiring, it makes me want to nurture my creativity, and as your photography has flourished, I hope one day my writing will too. It’s a dream of mine to live with what nature provides and what I can make with my own two hands. Definitely looking forward to reading your future posts. xx

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      • Hi. Thank you. Yes it’s a journey and hoping once straight to have more time to read. I am juggling a few passions but I don’t think we need to limit ourselves. At some point the things we love most will shine through. For now it’s practice and KOKO as one of my friends says..Keep on keeping on!

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