Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE POETIC MYSTERY (SUGGESTED BY 'ALICE IN WONDERLAND'), by ANONYMOUS First Line: "poet, sit and sing to me" Last Line: And the sounds care for themselves Subject(s): Poetry & Poets | ||||||||
"POET, sit and sing to me; Sing of how you make your rhymes, Tweedledum and tweedledee, I have tried it fifty times. When I have a perfect sense, Then I have imperfect sounds; Vice versa! Tell me whence You get both, I neither." "Zounds!" Cried the poet, "Don't you see Easy't is as rolling log, Holding eel or catching flea, Meeting friend or leaving grog! No such matter should annoy, Deep the poet never delves; Take care of the sense, my boy, And the sounds care for themselves." | 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 TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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