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Poetry Is Deeply Rooted In Rural California Valley
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"The valley isn't a very romantic place, or a particularly intellectual place," she said. "Levine's straightforward, honest poetry was a wonderful fit for these kids who were hungry to learn, who were from working-class backgrounds. He taught some wonderful poets, who went on to teach themselves. There was a big ripple effect."
Many outsiders still can't comprehend this flat land, where rivers are harnessed to feed crops and poverty sprouts between fields, as a place of poetry.
De Luna's unflinching autobiographical poem "Bent to the Earth" is the hallmark of his first book by the same name, which was nominated for a National Book Critics Circle Award.
The valley is a place where immigrants come looking for a first foothold, a first kid to finish high school, a first house. Along the way, they discover they've become American -- sometimes in the funniest ways, as described by Inada, a third-generation Japanese poet born in Fresno in 1938, in his "Trombpoem":
Right -- 1948, and I was a kid
old enough to make morning deliveries
for my grandfather's fish store,
which consisted of, if you can dig this --
since everything's boarded-up or torn-down now --
just being a happy kid out of the camps
with the privilege of going into front-doors
of restaurants of Fresno's swinging


