Gary Soto

(1952 / Fresno, California)

Comments about Gary Soto

  • Lazeo Gary (7/22/2013 2:30:00 PM)

    I love gary sotos poems... -Lazeo

    191 person liked.
    144 person did not like.
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  • Orran Ainmire (1/28/2008 10:02:00 AM)

    You're most likely the same person, or you are just as foolish to defend someone like him. I'll admit: I'm grammar challenged, but the rules of the English Language change so often that such a state differs from being illiterate.

    'Your' was a typo. You are correct in pointing that out.

    'Your kind infest the world and, like a parasite, feast on the living Word of others while producing nothing of your own' is correct because: 'feast on the living Word of others while producing nothing of your own' is not an independent clause; therefore, you should not put a comma before the 'and'.

    I capitalized 'Word' because it is the living Word and the capitalization signifies a greater meaning. Read some of Emily Dickinson's poetry and you'll understand what I was trying to imply.

    You think your remarks are witty,
    but it is you, sir, who is illiterate.

    Again, I apologize for the misuse of the comment box. This shall be the last instance that this takes place. Humbly yours- Orran Ainmire

  • I Love Whitt Bell (5/7/2007 1:29:00 PM)

    I love you, Whitt Bell. Gary Soto is horrible because he writes meaningless crap that doesn't mean anything.

    'it shows that your an illiterate twit'
    Should be 'you're'

    'Your kind infest the world and, like'
    Should be 'Your kind infest the world, and, like'

    'feast on the living Word of others'
    Should be 'feast on the living word of others'

    Who's illiterate?

  • Orran Ainmire (4/10/2007 9:16:00 PM)

    I apologize to all for the fact that i'm using this comment box as a means of delivering a personal message, but i feel it must be done. Okay first off... Why Whitt Bell why? Why do you pollute the msg boards of a website dedicated to poetry and poets alike with phrases of 'i hate this guy, i think all poetry is stupid.'
    Its obvious you don't understand the greater meaning behind written works of literature and, in turn, it shows that your an illiterate twit who is a prime example of ignorance everywhere. Your kind infest the world and, like a parasite, feast on the living Word of others while producing nothing of your own. You are a hypocrite and a louse; you should spout your words of stupidity elsewhere. Leave us in peace.

  • Whitt Bell (4/6/2007 1:36:00 PM)

    I think he should not even be considered a famous poetry person. He stinks and I don't like him because he is mexican.

  • Richard Cock III (6/26/2006 1:40:00 PM)

    i remember reading a short story by Soto in grammar school, which prompted me to see if PH had any of his stuff. im about to see if i can get my hands on any of his work at the local library, but still, please please please please post more!

  • Sarah Smith (11/8/2005 11:04:00 AM)

    Whoever your reviewer is obviously did not even read Taking Sides by Gary Soto. The reviewer's synopsis is so far off, it's offensive. Nowhere in this novel is there a mention of traveling to Japan. Ridiculous! It undermines the credibility of your website.

Best Poem of Gary Soto

Saturday At The Canal

I was hoping to be happy by seventeen.
School was a sharp check mark in the roll book,
An obnoxious tuba playing at noon because our team
Was going to win at night. The teachers were
Too close to dying to understand. The hallways
Stank of poor grades and unwashed hair. Thus,
A friend and I sat watching the water on Saturday,
Neither of us talking much, just warming ourselves
By hurling large rocks at the dusty ground
And feeling awful because San Francisco was a postcard
On a bedroom wall. We wanted to go there,
Hitchhike under the last migrating birds
And ...

Read the full of Saturday At The Canal

How Things Work

Today it's going to cost us twenty dollars
To live. Five for a softball. Four for a book,
A handful of ones for coffee and two sweet rolls,
Bus fare, rosin for your mother's violin.
We're completing our task. The tip I left
For the waitress filters down
Like rain, wetting the new roots of a child
Perhaps, a belligerent cat that won't let go
Of a balled sock until there's chicken to eat.

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