Poetry and stuff...

[druffine]

K, flist , I need your help.

I want to get to know some poetry and the likes but I have no idea where to start with that, I mean I don't even know the children's rhymes and such...

So please, if you have a moment, paste me your favorite poem or one you think I should know into a comment and maybe a few words about it.

Thanks very much.

Oh and finally... it's over.

Comments

[spikegrrl1.livejournal.com]

I'm a huge Emily Dickinson fan, and you can find most (if not all) of her poems at http://www.bartleby.com/113/

My absolute favorite poem of hers can be found at http://www.bartleby.com/113/2060.html

[spikegrrl1.livejournal.com]

Oh, yeah, and who could forget this one: Edgar Allen Poe's "The Raven" (http://www.heise.de/ix/raven/Literature/Lore/TheRaven.html).

This send-up of "The Raven" is also much fun: What if EAP's cat wrote "The Raven"? (http://www.mentalsoup.com/mentalsoup/catraven.htm)

A shorter poem of Poe's I love is below.

Annabelle Lee
by Edgar Allan Poe

It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulcher
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me
Yes! that was the reason
(as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we
Of many far wiser than we
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride,
In the sepulcher there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.

[druffine.livejournal.com]

I wish I were grass too. Not hay because that's cut and dead but grass with only the butterflies to brood and the bees to entertain would please me. lol.

"Annabelle Lee" I think I would have recognize that as EAP's and I only know "The Raven". The rhythym is just characteristic. It's very tragic but romantic too, I like that.

Thank you.