Most of my favorite poems are written in free verse, which means they do not fall under the constraints ofform poetry. Not that I have anything against form poetry — it’s a lovely tradition, and I like reading and writing it — but not as much as I enjoy reading and writing free-v...
A. Sang Su whom I played, graduated from a high school in Gangnam School District Eight, so in the eyes of others, he must have had an affluent childhood. However, as a matter of fact, he was someone who had it hard to catch up with his friends’ level all the time. In other wo...
For this week’s Quadrille, Dee (aka WhimsyGizmo) has us pining for aquadrille, a poem of exactly 44 words not including the title, but must include some form of the word “pine” as a noun, verb, or adjective. Or play around with it and invent your own word. Posted indVerse ~ P...
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. Historical Prevalence On the other hand, there is a definite correlation between free verse and the time perio...
When today passes by and I open my eyes tomorrow I'll expect all of this to not be true and be a dream oh I'll expect everything to be a dream more realistic than reality I want you, I still want you Even if I look back, you are my love Even if I look thousands of times,...
Of my eyes I seeThe soft sound shadeOf a flying saucer So the question is, do you go with them on an adventure where you don’t need money, or do you take the trappings of scarcity’s upper crust? these guys insist all you need for this adventure is a book of verse, a jug of ...
all. Williams certainly makes no use of rhyme or rhythm. However, the simple images and the open question of how “so much depends” on the red wheelbarrow create a strong impression on most readers. Williams was able to create a sublime and poetic piece out of the most basic of material...
I won't stop until the day I dieThere's too many people barely getting byAnd all I can do is sit and wonder, "Why?"[Shari]Close my eyes and take a breath insideOpen the paper, it's a homicideSo many souls laying in the lost and foundAll that I ask is send a message down.....
“myheart’s abhorrence”; “That’smylast Duchess”; “Ilistened with heart fit to break”). None of the characters Browning created in these poems bears any resemblance to him: the whole point of a dramatic monologue is the creation of a character who is most definitely not the poet. ...
to animals and children at play, to the winter stars rising as “loving eyes above it all.” Magical illustrations bring the story to life, and young audiences will enjoy the repetition of lines, and the cyclical nature of the journey, as they ride on Mother Winter’s “long coattails.”...