Professor Kluczykowski: Personal Analysis

Poetry begs to be spoken; it begs to be heard. The sharing of poetry strengthens connections and brings people together. It builds community. Writing captures all of my attention, like nothing else is able to. I write down whatever makes me feel alive and hope that those words will have the same effect on others. I want my poetry to be a kaleidoscope of memories and emotions that reflects the deepest parts of my own humanity. As if the words were my blood and the paper my second skin, my writing becomes me. My goal is to produce something important, something thought provoking, something beautiful. Writing is a freedom of the mind that is like nothing else. It is quite another level of self-exploration. To write is to feel, to pull the words …show more content…
These were simple classes that mostly resembled my high school literature classes. Later as a college freshman attending the University of North Georgia, I took a required world literature class with Professor Kluczykowski, and to be honest, I felt slightly overwhelmed in the beginning. I was scared to speak up in class; nervous to voice my opinion about Tartuffe for fear of of saying something stupid. But after a while, I realized that we were all just students reading the same material and I eventually found my voice. Professor Kluczykowski introduced a new world to us and I considered things I never had before. I believe I actually learned how to live from that class, to really feel and live and love. I learned to truly appreciate language and writing. Before this class, what I had seen as just another subject, was really a community of people who wanted to discuss the literature we were reading. The course became so relevant and important, and I would leave class thinking my mind had been turned upside down. It shook me. I religiously annotated my tattered anthology as we read Dickinson and Frost, and at that point, I couldn't comprehend how anyone could dislike poetry. For me, poetry was incredibly perfect. It was revolutionary for me that something could be so simple, that someone could fit so many complex emotions into so few words. Upon reading those poems aloud and discussing them, our class found empathy and understanding. We were, at once, a