9. Of
course I am thankful for a zillion things about America right where I live but
as a nation we share a heritage that is greater than geography and I want to
point that out in these entries also. We have a rich heritage in our American
authors and I am a huge fan of several American authors living and dead.
The sublimity of Henry
David Thoreau’s Walden brings me a sense of comfort as does his
inspiring Civil Disobedience which has the capacity to give a sense of
order to even the most disorderly times as now.
Edgar
Allen Poe and Stephen King share a rich American experience of the horror
genre. I know it might sound weird but it can be so much easier to fall asleep
with the scary clown of It or one of Poe’s live burial stories than
watching the news. As far as contemplating life, Robert Frost and Sylvia Plath
are number one in my book. “Nothing gold can stay.” I love the help F. Scott
Fitzgerald gives of humanizing the Jazz Age and Hemingway is a master at giving
complex thoughts meaning through the least amount of words. The two of them
help me understand so much about those film strip memories I have of my
grandparents and great grandparents 50 years ago.
You
know I have studied and taught these masters for years. I could go on and on
about the great American poets, What Whitman, Emily Dickinson giving voice to
the voiceless, ee cummings stylistically rearranging the world; Langston Hughes
daring to dream; Frederick Douglass forcing us to look beyond the fuzzy warm
poetry of the fireside to the realities of oppression and slavery. And what
about the angst of Holden Caulfield and the navigation of life from the point
of view of an adolescent? Thank J. D. Salinger. Thank you America for your
beautiful writers. Go read some of these masters.
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