My wife is the poet, not me. I do wish sometimes that I was a bit more poetical. It would make my writing better, more artistic. Art is about evoking emotion, and nothing evokes emotion like poetry (except music, which is itself a kind of poetry). Through metaphor and symbology, poetry reaches not just the brain, but the heart, the soul. That being said, I must confess that poetry sometimes loses me. I get lost in the words and the imagery befuddles me. If I am really going to get it, I have to read it multiple times. I don’t think I am alone in this. “Getting” poetry requires an effort. But so does “getting” a painting or a sculpture. You have to let the work, work on you. The reason some people have trouble with Shakespeare is not just that he uses archaic language or refers to events that were only known in his day. The main reason people have problems with it is that his language is poetical, symbolic. It is meant to take the listener on an artistic journey, not just convey...
In The Body by Stephen King (which became the movie Stand by Me ), King writes “I never had any friends later on like the ones I had when I was 12 . . . did you?” I first met my friend Richard when I heard a knock on our door. I was 8 years old. We had moved to Salem, Oregon a month or so before, and I had made a friend named Dick. Dick had told me about his other friend, Richard, but I had not yet met him. When I answered the door, Dick was there along with some other kid with strawberry jam stain on his sweatshirt (gross). This other kid was Richard. Dick asked if I wanted to go out and do something with them. I was in the middle of watching a Twilight Zone rerun and I declined. Richard and I were not impressed with each other. He was a jock (as much of a jock as you can be at 8 years old) and I was a nerd. Over the next few weeks, the three of us would occasionally do things together. Richard and I barely tolerated each other. We were just so different, and on top of that...