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LISTICLE Looking for Love Poems? Here Are 14 Modern Classics
KELSEY BRYAN-ZWICK
Erato is one of nine poetry muses, each dedicated to different genres of poetry, but I would claim poetry would be nothing without Erato. And I will say the same about love: there is no love without poetry. The juicy emotions, the spicy feelings, the universal pull keeps love on the tongues and finger tips of poets throughout time. And as much as love may be ever-enduring, it is also something we need to constantly express–a feeling we engage with viscerally to keep it fresh in our hearts and minds.
That being said there are all kinds of love, and we wanted to bring you a list as varied and wild as love itself. In this article we’ll take a look at love poems that explore the love that keeps us up at night, the love that gets us out of bed, the love we lost, the love we gained, the love from mothers and even…trees. These poems get into all the parts and fluids and squishy bits that makes love such a hot and juicy topic, so grab a drink, and let's get into it as these poets spill the tea.
LISTICLE Poems that Haunt Us:
6 Spooky Verses
REBECCA CHAPMAN
It’s that spooky time of year, dear Poets, so light those candles, curl up, and let your darkness out to play as we discuss the poems that haunt us—poems about haunting that have grabbed hold of literary consciousness and refused to let go ever since.
Let’s begin with the assumption that ghosts are real and we, all of us, have always known that. If you're resistant to that idea, we can at least agree that haunting has been a useful metaphor for poets throughout history. The way many poets represent ghosts changed in the nineteenth century, however, when things became personal. Poets started practicing what’s been called in literary history “the internalization of spirits”—the trope of finding ghostly terror within the poetic speaker’s internal word rather than the external world. Poets widely follow this model today.
Whether real or not, ghosts have long represented our shadows and what doesn’t fit as it should, as it’s supposed to. Somewhere between alive and dead, there and not, material and ethereal, hauntings remind us of the remainder, what’s left after we’ve done our best to order our fears and anxieties into clean systems of meaning. Specters take the shape of parts of us that feel like too much. It’s that excess that haunts us, and ghosts are the literary devices that allow haunting to take hold…