1.research and Write The Characteristics of A Contemporary Poem (Write Your Answer in A Paragraph Form Do Not Forget To Cite Your Sources)
1.research and Write The Characteristics of A Contemporary Poem (Write Your Answer in A Paragraph Form Do Not Forget To Cite Your Sources)
1.research and Write The Characteristics of A Contemporary Poem (Write Your Answer in A Paragraph Form Do Not Forget To Cite Your Sources)
1.Research and write the characteristics of a contemporary poem (Write your answer in a
paragraph form; do not forget to cite your sources);
3. It is brief.
4. The poet laces the poem with images using all the reader’s senses.
5. It invites the reader to interpret the poem without yelling from the rooftops the true
meaning of the poem.
Generally speaking, however, we don’t necessarily differentiate poets in such a way. We can use
words like contemporary-style and modernist poets but it doesn’t always have the meaning we
want. The context of the subject matter is more important than the actual definition the term
itself may have.
Nonetheless, context does distinguish poetry eras with good reason. An era does not make a man
but men make an era. Eras take on such personality because of an overwhelming majority of
established poets writing in a specific style. Nonetheless, not all poets during that time frame will
write in that particular style.
A poetic era is a very general term. If someone writes in the era, they don’t always follow the
eras form or style.
https://brightdreamsjournal.com/characteristics-of-contemporary-poetry/
Mother to Son
BY LANGSTON HUGHES
Well, son, I’ll tell you:
Life for me ain’t been no crystal stair.
It’s had tacks in it,
And splinters,
And boards torn up,
And places with no carpet on the floor—
Bare.
But all the time
I’ve been a-climbin’ on,
And reachin’ landin’s,
And turnin’ corners,
And sometimes goin’ in the dark
Where there ain’t been no light.
So boy, don’t you turn back.
Don’t you set down on the steps
’Cause you finds it’s kinder hard.
Don’t you fall now—
For I’ve still goin’, honey,
I’ve still climbin’,
And life for me ain’t been no crystal stair.
The poet is Langston Hughes, in full James Mercer Langston Hughes, (born February 1,
1902?, Joplin, Missouri, U.S.—died May 22, 1967, New York, New York), American writer who
was an important figure in the Harlem Renaissance and made the African American experience the
subject of his writings, which ranged from poetry and plays to novels and newspaper columns.