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Poetry About Overcoming Life's Challenges. Many famous poets from both the past and present have helped and inspired people to face and overcome life's many challenges through the words of their poems. Inspirational Poems About Living Life to the Fullest.
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Nobody had ever heard of it, either. Tippett: …where your father landed after he — his family emigrated, eventually. And so how long were you there — until you were 12? Shihab Nye: Yes, and I was born in greater St. My parents met in Kansas, but they moved out to Ferguson because it was sort of a little bedroom community to downtown St.

Louis, where my mother had grown up. And it had big trees, and kids could go off on their bikes and ride around all day, and there was more a rural quality to Ferguson. And to think that Ferguson is now a household word representing injustice is really shocking to those of us who grew up there.

Tippett: But you wrote this wonderful piece about growing up in Ferguson, and then your family immigrated back to Palestine in for a little while, and the echoes between those two places that you called home, the echoes between those two places and their separated communities.

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Shihab Nye: Right. That was a fascinating parallel. And the sorrow of injustice was very alive in both of them…. Shihab Nye: …and the power struggles in both places. And I kept wishing my father were alive, because, I thought, he would never believe that Ferguson has come into the international eye in this way at the same time as the people of Palestine are also continuing to struggle.

Why do you have to have only one friend in the region? My father was always saddened by the imbalance. And as a journalist, he had to report on it so many times. Tippett: Yes. And yet, you always write about your father insisting on hope to the end — fiercely hopeful. We have no more hope.

So he maintained a joyousness, despite.


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    • And you wrote this, again, in the aftermath of September And I think all the holy persons of all backgrounds and faiths have always called upon us to empathize in a more profound way, to stretch our imaginations to what that other person might be experiencing. And you think, is this just — is this manifest positive thinking? It seems to me like one of the things you — again, like, what is poetry?

    It seems like one of the things you draw out is just noticing, paying a different kind of attention to things that are not quite as apparent to the eye, starting with — I love this, the poem — now what book was it in? Come, Jane, come. Look, dink, look. Were there ever duller people in the world? You had to tell them to look at things?

    That was actually written after some students wrote me a survey about being a writer, and that was the first question on their survey. This is good. Tippett: And so I think you unfold that on different levels.

    Your Life Is a Poem

    Shihab Nye: Thank you for noticing that. But I think of something in an essay from William Merwin. He lived in France, England, Mexico, Pennsylvania as a child. What do we need to do? How can we improve this soil?

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    Tippett: You can listen again and share this conversation with Naomi Shihab Nye through our website, onbeing. Shihab Nye: Well, I really feel, amongst all my poems, that this was a poem that was given to me. I was simply the secretary for the poem. And my husband and I were on our honeymoon. We had just gotten married one week before, here in Texas.

    And we had this plan to travel in South America for three months.

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    And at the end of our first week, we were robbed of everything. And someone else who was on the bus with us was killed. And it was quite a shake-up of an experience. And what do you do now? What should we do first? Where do we go? Who do we talk to? And he listened to us, and he looked so sad. And then we went to this little plaza, and I sat down, and all I had was the notebook in my back pocket, and pencil.

    Shihab Nye: And so this was also a little worrisome to us, because, suddenly, we were gonna split up. I was going to stay here, and he was gonna go there. And as I sat there alone, in a bit of a panic, night coming on, trying to figure out what I was going to do next, this voice came across the plaza and spoke this poem to me — spoke it. And I wrote it down. So I can stand back. I can look at it. And very rarely do you hear anyone say they write things down and feel worse. And that poem is so important to so many people. Right; it is. Tippett: And — but she always carries a notebook.

    You have to write things down as they come to you. Shihab Nye: Last week, I was in a classroom in Austin, Texas, where a girl who was apparently going through a really rough spell at home wrote a poem that was definitely tragic and comic, both, about — everybody was yelling at her in the poem, from all directions. She was just kind of suffering in her home place and trying to find peace, trying to find a place to do her homework.

    But she wrote this in such a compelling way that when she read it — and read it with gusto and joy; there was such joyousness in her voice, even though she was describing something that sounded awful — when she finished, the girls in her classroom just broke into wild applause.

    And I saw her face. She lit up. That feeling of being connected to someone else, when you allow yourself to be very particular, is another mystery of writing. Tippett: I was looking at A Maze Me , this book that you did — Poems for Girls — which actually echoes what you just said. Uncanny connections will be made visible to you. You can sit down and write three sentences — how long does that take?

    Three minutes, five minutes — and be giving yourself a very rare gift of listening to yourself, just finding out, when you go back and look at what you wrote. When and how did that even occur to me? I sort of like it, this week.

    And it could help me. And now I want to connect it to something else. I can read for myself. And so I paused for a while. And then, this farmer showed up in Oklahoma at a workshop and told us all that he had come just to listen.

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    He just wanted to hear everyone read their work. Look at this. The wandering audience.

    He just wants to listen. And my brain clicked. Sometimes, at office gatherings, I read them aloud, particularly after a glass or two of wine. At one farewell party for two paralegals, I delivered an original, multi-verse poem detailing their life at the firm. Once a small posh boutique law firm, we had just been acquired by a California-based global firm. A dapper former prosecutor who, when with the Southern District of New York, had convicted members of the Mafia, the managing partner was fond of negotiation, brevity, and T. Go on, he nodded. In return, I promised to produce original poems for office occasions and distribute emails to the New York office which illustrated various poetic forms.

    Those were different times, the heady height of the dot com boom, when whether a service needed to be provided pet food delivery straight to your door, for example weighed less as a factor than the fact that it could be provided, and that people might invest in it, once they developed a taste for it. A poet laureate in a law firm? The T. I had never taken a class in reading poetry, let alone writing it.