A poem by James Russell Lowell is about what it's like to walk in the first snowfall. When we think of people who are no longer with us, if we had a chance to commune with their ghosts,. And we can do it in our imagination. "I would walk in the silence of the crunching feet in new snow"
When he was a child, poet Dana Gioia's mother would come home from a long day of work and recite poems while she cleaned. It was a way, he realized later, for her to express the feelings she didn't want to describe directly, and to vent her sorrows without burdening her son. This, he believes, is what makes poetry so compelling: It's the secret language of emotions, a bit of magic that gets us through the day. Listen as Gioia speaks with EconTalk's Russ Roberts about poems, mortality, and loved ones who died too young. Gioia also explains the fundamental role of allusions in poems, and how--if they’re really good--they have the power to summon the dead.