Analysis of Literary Work
Davis said he was captivated early on by "the new revolutionary style called free verse. Sonnets and, in fact, all rhyme held little interest for" him. Davis found inspiration in Midwestern poets and their use of vernacular language and claimed his "greatest single influence" was the poetry of Carl Sandburg "because of his hard, muscular poetry."
Richard Guzman highlights Davis' poetry for its "social engagement, especially in the fight against racism" as well as its "fluent language and stunning imagery". Stacy I. Morgan states that in his work, Davis "delighted in contradicting reader expectations".
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