> The various fragments of Cavafy that have been posted remind me that
> there are poets I know but don't know.
>
> It's that time in my life when I need to read poetry.
>
> I would welcome suggestions from LBOsters. I have a Ph.D. in English
> and have been force-marched through the canon. I wrote my thesis on
> John Donne. So, forget the obvious suspects.
>
> So, really, I'm looking for something more contemporary or foreign.
>
> A poet's name or a particular collection....
>
> Thanks,
>
> Joanna
>
Try Faiz Ahmed Faiz. A commie poet from the Indian subcontinent and, in
my view, one of the greatest poets of the last century - globally. A
little difficult to get into, initially, but well worth the effort.
http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/817017399X/qid=1106280926/sr=8-1/ref=pd_csp_1/002-6932626-0690454?v=glance&s=books&n=507846 http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0870239759/qid=1106280926/sr=8-2/ref=pd_csp_2/002-6932626-0690454?v=glance&s=books&n=507846 http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/8174763309/qid=1106280926/sr=8-3/ref=pd_csp_3/002-6932626-0690454?v=glance&s=books&n=507846
Sujeet
-- You see, I consider that a man's brain originally is like a little empty attic, and you have to stock it with such furniture as you choose. A fool takes in all the lumber of every sort he comes across, so that the knowledge which might be useful to him gets crowded out, or at best is jumbled up with a lot of other things, so that he has difficulty in laying his hands upon it. Now the skilful workman is very careful indeed as to what he takes into his brain-attic. He will have nothing but the tools which may help him in doing his work, but of these he has a large assortment, and all in the most perfect order. It is a mistake to think that that little room has elastic walls and can distend to any extent. Depend upon it there comes a time when for every addition of knowledge you forget something that you knew before. It is of the highest importance, therefore, not to have useless facts elbowing out the useful ones.
-- Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, "A Study in Scarlet"