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Lamont Palmer
Lamont Palmer
(July 12th,1962 / Maryland)
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Lamont Palmer was born and raised in Maryland, where he still resides. He wrote poetry in his teens, but left it as an adult, and did not write anymore poetry for 20 years. In his late 30's, feeling the artistic urges moving him, he returned to poetry, again, as a way to vent his feelings. However this time he began to see his writing as actual art, a craft, something to be taken seriously, a more... more »
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Lamont Palmer Poems
Suicide In An Old House
Death surrounds us with blatant arms.
A sanitation worker dies and no one
cares, but banshee phones striking at midnight,... more »
A Future If We Dare
'All that we are not stares back at what we are.' - W. H. Auden... more »
Gazing At You, Winona Palmer, My Mother
Shrunken face: brown, refined and small.
Who reduced you to this diminutive size?
When did you become fragility's core?
You scare me. My days tremble like a cold leaf.... more »
Rain, Isolation, Self-Analysis
'The world is myself; life is myself'. - Wallace Stevens
1.... more »
City Of Coldness
Snow claims walkways: restless crystals,
like they are at its mercy, but who really is,
which is the test of wind, or the speed of air.
Intimately involved, shovel and man? Most... more »
Knoll
I was a year and a half old when
Two, loud cracks punctured western confidence
Through air; my future head snapped back in grief.... more »
Message Not In A Bottle
Just when I put my mortality behind me
Somebody I know dies; the scourge of daylight
Drops its existential contents and mental bricks
Onto your lap, the comfort zone of life.... more »
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Rain, Isolation, Self-Analysis
'The world is myself; life is myself'. - Wallace Stevens
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The gray has delivered a calm emptiness,
over subdued thinkers and lonely movers,
who look through windows and the windowless.
It is like old men relinquishing ornery youth,
relinquishing the spirit of the hipster years,
and within this approaching, full downpour,
nothing is as fresh as hibernation
in the warmth of things or in summer's arms,
where the heat can be like a bold lover,
till it pulls back and cools again,
vastly different from days of detachment.
The house is the ...
Hi LP. What is taking you so long? I am all primed up and nowhere to go. The poem Tiring Day is really for you to serve as a warning. I am really a crazy woman - you just don't know how much. I am sparing you the trouble of encountering the crazy side of me. I want you on the table, your polite self, passing the dishes to me for my inspection and delectation. But we can eat with our bare hands, I would allow you that informality. I thoroughly understand the exasperation of this: Childhood sank: sun into sea. An inner child breathes,
has his way, and the days roll, moved by direction.. It is really a delight to be misunderstood, is it not? Just as GV says below, he does not understand one line of your poem, I believe you are ecstatic. When we say something that ordinary people do not understand, they quip, Ah, a poet! That becomes your signature, to be misunderstood. I would like to ask you about what Mr Giorgio Veneto in this regard, Are you an inexperienced poet by his measuring stick? (Please forgive the pun.)
Hi LP. Let me add some of mine although I feel that I am not in the same league as those who have already known you and read your poems (which came first, the knowing or the reading?) . I can feel the honesty behind your poems and this is so important for me. The images and messages that your poems contain are complex. One cannot get the meaning/s in one reading. While most readers are looking for entertainment in poems, the nature of your poems requires them to work to get complete satisfaction out of most of your poems.
Jon, thanks for the sum up. -LP
Date & Time: 7/26/2009 9: 22: 00 AM Remove this comment
Poem: 8778550 - Beside The Tracks
Member: Jon London
Comment: Lamont I must say, that you are one of the finest writers I have had the privilege of reading...your use of metaphor is outstanding...wonderful select wording adds a wonderful feel to your works....fantastic 10
I believe I told you on a comment on one of your poems that you write and deliver a feast of words.Not only is your poetry deep but eloquently written...Happy Birthday.
I truly appreciate these words, Dervish.
HOWLIN' DERVISH (4/25/2009 4: 59: 00 PM) Post reply
Lamont, you are the one of the very few people on this site that I recognise as a true poet. Your words have a meaning.
Mimi, thanks for the nice words. -LP
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Mimi Mata (9/13/2008 9: 28: 00 PM)
Lamont,
You may have never seen my name or heard of me on this site, for I am a new member...I am brought to tears and left speechless...I can relate immensely with your poetry, to find out more about me and my writing check out my biography if you'd like...I would love to exchange thoughts with someone that is a true and honest deep thinker, such as I...It was a great privlage to come across and lay my eyes on the beauty of your inner nature...Awesomely profound...
Thanks for the kind, insightful message, Justine. -LP
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From: R H (Temple of the winds United Kingdom; Female; 88)
To: Lamont Palmer
Date Time: 1/13/2008 6: 13: 00 AM (GMT -6: 00)
Subject: Re: hi
Hi LP,
Have just been back to read another of your poems - Rain, Isolation, Self Analysis - and will certainly be returning for a second read - there is much to absorb in this thoughtfully composed, honest and revealing write. Jim Hogg was right about your writing - it is superb! I think I could learn a lot from the way you craft your poems. The language, structure, content and imagery combine to produce writing that is impactful, absorbing, original and has an internal music that resounds.
Back to read more later...
justine.
Thanks for the message, Barry. -LP
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From: Barry Clopton Lanier (Metter, Georgia United States; Male; 50)
To: Lamont Palmer
Date Time: 7/25/2007 9: 33: 00 AM (GMT -6: 00)
Subject: enjoyed
perusin some of your wonderful work, , , , thanks Barry :))
Am I the only one who misses seeing a new Lamont Palmer poem from time to time? He has his reasons for not posting, I am sure, but for those of us who enjoy his poetry, it seems such a loss.
Raynette
One and half years after I joined poemhunter, I have yet to come across someone who writes with such timing, rhythm and control. The 'sound' of his work is very good, the images fresh and uncliched. Rhyme is occasionally used with subtlety to add momentum to his work. One of his poems concerns the debate between modernism and post-modernism. Lamont's work is a fusion of both. Like a good post-modernist, he gets out all of the old road maps, anchoring his work with a sense of music. Like a good modernist he is not at all derivative in his language. An excellent poet.