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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN THE WORKSHOP, by BLISS CARMAN Poet's Biography First Line: Once in the workshop, ages ago Last Line: And beelzebub frowned, for he did not know. Subject(s): Poetry & Poets | |||
ONCE in the Workshop, ages ago, The clay was wet and the fire was low. And He who was bent on fashioning man Moulded a shape from a clod, And put the loyal heart therein; While another stood watching by. "What's that?" said Beelzebub. A lover," said God. And Beelzebub frowned, for he knew that kind. And then God fashioned a fellow shape As lithe as a willow rod, And gave it the merry roving eye And the range of the open road. "What's that?" said Beelzebub. "A vagrant," said God. And Beelzebub smiled, for he knew that kind. And last of all God fashioned a form, And gave it, what was odd, The loyal heart and the roving eye; And he whistled, light of care. "What's that?" said Beelzebub. " A poet," said God. And Beelzebub frowned, for he did not know. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENVY OF OTHER PEOPLE'S POEMS by ROBERT HASS THE NINETEENTH CENTURY AS A SONG by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 192 by LYN HEJINIAN LET ME TELL YOU WHAT A POEM BRINGS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA JUNE JOURNALS 6/25/88 by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA FOLLOW ROZEWICZ by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA HAVING INTENDED TO MERELY PICK ON AN OIL COMPANY, THE POEM GOES AWRY by HICOK. BOB A MORE ANCIENT MARINER by BLISS CARMAN |
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