Granted that this was my first ever visiting writer I did not know what was going to ha[pen. For some reason I expected more, for what reason I do not know. I thought the he would have done more, more of what, I don t know. He stated that for him to name his favorite work was difficult. As difficult as a mother choosing their favorite child. He then gave the idea that he does actually has a favorite when he said, every mother has a favorite she just will not say it. Even though I fell short on my expectations of the visit. If in said that I did not learn or enjoy anything I would be a liar. He gave me a lot of clarity in regards to the readings for this class.
I realized that he was related somehow to everyone he wrote about, he was strong on family friendship and relationships overall. When I say that I realized I mean that more in a that Aaron has proven himself to me. Not that he had to, but as a reader and as a dreaming writer I know that sometimes that the written work doesn’t always coincide with the writer. Seeing and hearing Aaron in person, I felt his sincerity and genuineness. I really felt the truth as he read his work. The passion that he expressed, how smooth he delivered each line to every stanza to every paragraph. Watching and listening to Mr. Abeyta reading his work made me realize something else about reading poetry.
I realized that only the author or the poet can ever truly read their work in the way that his was written. This makes sense since they wrote it. This notion is similar to a song. If we read the lyrics of a song with ever hearing the vocals been sung, we will only be able to assume and make speculations of what we think the song would sound like. For me this is just like poetry, we can only see look at the theme, word choice and other aspects of the poem or song and guess the write tone or way of delivery. Aaron made this clear when he read one of his poems so fast that I had to listen keenly to nit miss any words. I know in myself that if I was reading that poem, I would not have done so in that tempo. While he read this particular poem I wondered how easy analyzing a text would have been only if we could know all the time how the poet felt while they wrote a poem.
Something I found really interesting was when he said the doesn’t consider himself as the author, writer or poet, but more as a channel and that he writes whatever he gets from the headwaters, which maybe his mother, grandmother, grandfather, friend or whoever inspires him to write. my favorite poem shared by Mr. Abeyta was the one about clichés that he write to his creative writing class. For some reason I find this very amazing and it shows how creative he is, for him to write a poem so easily off the whims of a question asked by his students, for me that is very inspiring. It shows how practice makes perfect.