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Just like the 20 songs meme, here are 20 lines or bits of verse from poems both old and new, popular and obscure. Some I believe will be easy to identify but others more difficult. Your mission, should you decide to accept it, is to see which lines you can identify.
Without cheating, because looking them up on the web might be too easy. Or cheat if you have to because this is hard, but if you cheat, you have to read the whole poem. And tell me what you thought of it.
Without cheating, because looking them up on the web might be too easy. Or cheat if you have to because this is hard, but if you cheat, you have to read the whole poem. And tell me what you thought of it.
- Nightlong, in the granite yard, invisible cats
Have been howling like women, or damaged instruments. - (I measure time by how a body sways).
- Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
- A wind is blowing. The book being written
shifts, halts, pages
yellow and white drawing apart
and inching together in new tries. - The town does not exist
except where one black-haired tree slips
up like a drowned woman into the hot sky. - Should I get married? Should I be good?
Astound the girl next door with velvet suit and faustus hood? - Something else is alive
Beside the clock's loneliness
And this blank page where my fingers move. - and he said: "Hay aquí mucho catolicismo--(sounded catolithismo)
y muy poco reliHión" - For she was the maker of the song she sang.
The ever-hooded, tragic-gestured sea
Was merely a place by which she walked to sing. - Some say the world will end in fire
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire. - I sought a theme and sought for it in vain,
I sought it daily for six weeks or so. - Are you the new person drawn toward me?
To begin with take warning, I am surely far different from what you suppose; - I dwell in Possibility--
A fairer House than Prose--
More numerous of Windows--
Superior--for Doors-- - At ten A.M. the young housewife
moves about in negligee behind
the wooden walls of her husband's house.
I pass solitary in my car. - Tell me, tongue of fire
That you and I are as real
At least as the people upstairs. - The Chippewa young men
Stab one another shrieking
Jesus Christ. - But--at political rallies when sitters-by thought I was crying
At the eloquence of Hamilton Greene--
That was not it.
No! I wanted to say:
That's my son! That's my son! - In the nightmare of the dark,
All the dogs of Europe bark,
And the living nations wait,
Each sequestered in its hate; - At the edge of the Greek world, I think, was a cliff
To which fallen gods were chained, immortal. - ever been kidnapped
by a poet
if i were a poet
i'd kidnap you
no subject
Date: 2005-09-22 10:02 pm (UTC)20: put you in my phrases and meter.. This one was on a syllabus of mine last year, but we never actually discussed it and I can't think of the name or author.
18 sounds like Yeats, but it's not Yeats. It's a memorial to him.
14 is a poem that I love, but again, with the not knowing anything about it.
10 is Robert Frost.