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About This Author
My name is Joy, and I love to write.
Why poetry, here? Because poetry uplifts its writer, and if she is lucky enough, her readers, too. Around us, so many objects abound to write about. Once a poet starts with a smallest, most trivial object, he shall discover that his pen will spill out what is most delicate or most majestic hidden inside him. Since the classics sometimes dealt with lofty subjects with a lofty language, a person with poetry in his soul may incline to emulate that. That is understandable. Poetry does that to a person: it enlarges the soul and gives it wings. Yet, to really soar, a poet needs to take off from the ground.
 
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Influences
Prompt: Who or what are the most important influences on your writing?
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Shucks! I don’t take my writing that seriously, but as far as people go, it was my uncle, first. Second, during my earlier teens, it was a poet, a friend of the family. Then came the lit teachers in school who really encouraged me without spoiling.
As to what, words always intrigued me. In the beginning, when I was a very small child, letters seemed to be mysterious, wonderful things; puzzles, in fact, waiting to be solved. I learned to read when I was 3.5, my mother used to say. I guess she had a hand in it, too, because she read to me a lot, from all kinds of books and not just stories. But then, everyone in the house was into books. I recall falling in love with The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry. I used to wish he were real.
Reading at an early age pushed me into writing, I suspect. Later on, when I turned fourteen or so, through a lit teacher, I discovered Dostoevsky. He’s the first real influence on me, and I began to read world literature like crazy. Around the same time, I read (or thought I read) Faust and I discovered Rumi, and with him, real poetry. Before that, poetry, with end rhymes and all, felt like a jingle. With Rumi, Emerson, Whitman, and others like them, I began appreciating the depth of true poetry. Then, for a short time, I fell under the influence of the French existentialists, too, but I recovered soon enough. Other influences as the result of my admirations followed.
To this day, I read a lot. Much more than I write. Therefore, I have to say reading has been the biggest influence on me, not just with writing but with every area of life.
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