Time Is . . .
Too slow for those who wait,
Too swift for those who fear,
Too long for those who grieve,
Too short for those who rejoice,
But for those who love,
Time is Eternity.
-Henry van Dyke (Henry Jackson van Dyke, Junior (1852 - 1933)): “Music and Other Poems” (1904), ‘Time Is’
“Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.” -Carl Sandburg (1878 - 1967)
You speak
As one who fed on poetry.
-Edward George Earl Bulwer-Lytton (Edward George Earle Lytton Bulwer-Lytton (1803 - 1873)): “Richelieu” (1839) play, Act i, Scene vi
There Isn’t Time!
There isn’t time, there isn’t time
To do the things I want to do,
With all the mountain-tops to climb,
And all the woods to wander through,
And all the seas to sail upon,
And everywhere there is to go,
And all the people, everyone
Who lives upon the Earth, to know.
There’s only time, there’s only time
To know a few, and do a few,
And then sit down and make a rhyme
About the rest I want to do.
by Eleanor Farjeon (1881 - 1965)
“Poetry is truth dwelling in beauty.” -Robert Gilfillan
“The world is full of poetry. The air is living with its spirit; and the waves dance to the music of its melodies, and sparkle in its brightness.” -James Gates Percival (1795 - 1856)
Cats
Cats, no less liquid than their shadows,
Offer no angles to the wind.
They slip, diminished, neat, through loopholes
Less than themselves.
by A. S. J. Tessimond: “Cats” (1934), page 20
“If there would be a recipe for a poem, these would be the ingredients: word sounds, rhythm, description, feeling, memory, rhyme, and imagination. They can be put together a thousand different ways . . .” -Karla Kuskin (1932 - 2009)
“A poet is a man who puts up a ladder to a star and climbs it while playing a violin.” -Edmond de Goncourt
As I Was Falling Down the Stair
As I was falling down the stair
I met a bump that wasn’t there;
It might have put me on the shelf
Except I wasn’t there myself.
by Hughes Mearns (1875 - 1965)
Overheard: Poems that do not rhyme . . . are written by lazy poets.
“It’s silly to suggest the writing of poetry as something ethereal, a sort of soul-crashing emotional experience that wrings you. I have no fancy ideas about poetry. It doesn’t come to you on the wings of a dove. It’s something you work hard at.” -Louise Bogan
“As things are, and as fundamentally they must always be, poetry is not a career, but a mug’s game. No honest poet can ever feel quite sure of the permanent value of what he has written: He may have wasted his time and messed up his life for nothing.” -T. S. Eliot (Thomas Stearns Eliot (1888 - 1965))
“Our poets . . . spent too much of their lives inside rooms and classrooms when they should have been trudging up mountains, slogging through swamps, rowing down rivers.” -Edward Abbey (1927 - 1989): “Vox Clamantis in Deserto” (“A Voice Crying in the Wilderness”) (1989), chapter 5: ‘On Writing and Writers, Books and Art’
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
-Joyce Kilmer (1886 - 1918): “Trees” (1913)
Wilhelm: The poet Robert Burns wrote, “To a Field Mouse.”
Wilbert: And did he get an answer?
“A backward poet writes inverse.” -Author Unknown
Deborah: How do poets say hello?
Barbara: Hey, haven’t we metaphor?
Jane: How do poets say goodbye?
Jean: “I’d like to linger a little longer but it’s getting alliter-late.”
The poet and ornithologist
Differ in ways absurd.
One writes - “The bird is on the wing”;
The other answers - “No such thing!
The wing is on the bird.”
-Author Unknown
“If you cannot be a poet, be the poem.” -David Carradine (born John Arthur Carradine (1936 - 2009))
When I can look Life in the eyes,
Grown calm and very coldly wise,
Life will have given me the Truth,
And taken in exchange - my youth.
-Sara Teasdale (Sara Teasdale Filsinger, born Sara Trevor Teasdale (1884 - 1933))
How are poems made? Poems seldom pop out of people’s heads in a complete and finished form. Usually a subject or a short rhyme occurs to someone, and the person puts it in writing, then adds more lines, and then changes the words and punctuation many times before a poem begins to take form. Often poems are set aside for a time, and then the poet returns to them, reads them, and makes more changes. What eventually happens is one of three things: 1. the poet says to him or herself that a poem is good enough, though perhaps not perfect, and leaves it as is; 2. the poet gives up and discards the poem; 3. the poet finds the poem to be perfect and proudly proclaims it to the entire world or to a somewhat smaller audience.
I Saw a Man Pursuing the Horizon
I saw a man pursuing the horizon;
Round and round they sped.
I was disturbed at this;
I accosted the man.
“It is futile,” I said,
“You can never -”
“You lie,” he cried,
And ran on.
by Stephen Crane (1871 - 1900)
“A poet is someone who is astonished by everything.” -Author Unknown
P
P’s a poetical bore
Who recites his own lines by the score.
The ladies, poor dears,
Are all moved to tears
And strong men are moved - to the door.
by Oliver Herford (1863 - 1935)
“Poetry is the best words in the best order.” -Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772 - 1834)
Poetic Outlook. A University of North Carolina English instructor introduced to his class what he termed “one of the finest, most elegant lines of poetry in the English language.” He had duly recorded it in all of his notebooks as a constant reminder of its beauty. “Walk with light!” he quoted, and then repeated softly and blissfully to himself, “Walk with light . . . now isn’t that a wonderful thing to say to someone?” The class agreed, of course, and wished to know the author. “I suppose it’s anonymous,” said the instructor. “It’s written on a sign at the intersection of Franklin Street and Fourteenth Avenue.”
A ‘poet laureate’ is a person chosen to voice the sentiments of a group or organization, such as a government or a private club, in poetry.
“I would love to be the poet laureate of Coney Island.” -Thornton Wilder (Thornton Niven Wilder (1897 - 1975))
“There’s no money in poetry, but then there’s no poetry in money either.” -Robert Graves (Robert von Ranke Graves (1895 - 1985))
“If you want to write poetry you must earn a living some other way.” - T. S. Eliot (Thomas Stearns Eliot (1888 - 1965))
Lila: Why are poets poor?
Silas: Because rhyme does not pay.
“The courage of the poet is to keep ajar the door that leads into madness.” -Christopher Morley (Christopher Darlington Morley (1890 - 1957))
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The Zigzag Boy and Girl
I know a little zigzag boy,
Who goes this way and that;
He never knows just where he puts
His coat or shoes or hat.
I know a little zigzag girl,
Who flutters here and there;
She never knows just where to find
Her brush to fix her hair.
If you are not a zigzag child,
You’ll have no cause to say
That you forgot, for you will know
Where things are put away.
by Author Unknown
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Duncan: Why was John Keats always hounded by creditors?
Candace: Because he Ode so much.
“The three r’s of poetry are rhyme, rhythm, and reason. Leave out any one of them and you risk writing a mere garbled jumble of words.” -David Hugh Beaumont (born 1966)
There are said to be no words in the English language that rhyme with month, orange, purple, and silver. Unless, of course, someone like you makes up new words.
Epigram from the French
Sir, I admit your gen’ral rule
that every poet is a fool:
But you yourself may serve to show it
that every fool is not a poet.
by Alexander Pope (1688 - 1744) (1732)
“Most people ignore most poetry because most poetry ignores most people.” -Adrian Mitchell: “Poems” (1964)
“The man is either mad, or he is making verses.” [translation to English]
“Aut insanit homo, aut versus facit.” [original Latin]
-Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus (65 B.C.E. - 8 B.C.E.)): “Satires,” II, 7, 117, as quoted in Kate Louise Roberts: “Hoyt’s New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations” (1922), page 607
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Some poems rhyme
Some poems have titles
Some poems have authors
And then there are ones like this one -
The nutty nonconformist poem.
“All bad poetry springs from genuine feeling.” -Oscar Wilde (Oscar Fingal O’Flahertie Wills Wilde (1854 - 1900))
“Poetry is the clear expression of mixed feelings.” -W. H. Auden (Wystan Hugh Auden (1907-1973))
Free verse: Verse that follows no particular form, meter, or rhyme scheme.
“I would as soon wright free verse as play tennis with the net down.” -Robert Frost (Robert Lee Frost (1874 - 1963))
“Publishing a volume of verse is like dropping a rose petal down the Grand Canyon and waiting for the echo.” -Don Marquis (1878 - 1937)
And now for some nice, relaxing poetry to soothe your frazzled mind . . .
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A Song of Thanks
It’s sensible that icicles
Hang downward as they grow,
For I would hate to step on one
That’s buried in the snow.
It’s really best that tides come in
And then return to sea;
For if they kept on coming in,
How wet we all would be.
I’ve often thought tomatoes are
Much better red than blue,
A blue tomato is a food
I’d certainly eschew.
It’s best of all that everyone’s
So tolerant today
That I can write this sort of stuff
And not get put away.
by William Cole
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Abecedarius
A verse called an abecedarius
Begins every line with the various
Consecutive letters.
Demanding, these fetters
Encumber - it’s rarely hilarious.
by Author Unknown
“For me, poetry is an impish attempt to paint the color of the wind.” -Maxwell Bodenheim
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I’m Nobody! Who Are You?
I’m nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there’s a pair of us - don’t tell!
They’d banish us, you know.
How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog,
To tell your name the livelong day,
To an admiring bog!
by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)
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“Poets utter great and wise things which they do not themselves understand.” -Plato: “The Republic” (about 380 B.C.E.), book II, section 5
It matters not what you do -
Make a nation or a shoe;
For he who does an honest thing
In God’s pure sight is ranked a king.
-John Parnell
This is Make Fun Of Life! . . . everything’s better with a bit of poetry . . .
Too slow for those who wait,
Too swift for those who fear,
Too long for those who grieve,
Too short for those who rejoice,
But for those who love,
Time is Eternity.
-Henry van Dyke (Henry Jackson van Dyke, Junior (1852 - 1933)): “Music and Other Poems” (1904), ‘Time Is’
“Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.” -Carl Sandburg (1878 - 1967)
You speak
As one who fed on poetry.
-Edward George Earl Bulwer-Lytton (Edward George Earle Lytton Bulwer-Lytton (1803 - 1873)): “Richelieu” (1839) play, Act i, Scene vi
There Isn’t Time!
There isn’t time, there isn’t time
To do the things I want to do,
With all the mountain-tops to climb,
And all the woods to wander through,
And all the seas to sail upon,
And everywhere there is to go,
And all the people, everyone
Who lives upon the Earth, to know.
There’s only time, there’s only time
To know a few, and do a few,
And then sit down and make a rhyme
About the rest I want to do.
by Eleanor Farjeon (1881 - 1965)
“Poetry is truth dwelling in beauty.” -Robert Gilfillan
“The world is full of poetry. The air is living with its spirit; and the waves dance to the music of its melodies, and sparkle in its brightness.” -James Gates Percival (1795 - 1856)
Cats
Cats, no less liquid than their shadows,
Offer no angles to the wind.
They slip, diminished, neat, through loopholes
Less than themselves.
by A. S. J. Tessimond: “Cats” (1934), page 20
“If there would be a recipe for a poem, these would be the ingredients: word sounds, rhythm, description, feeling, memory, rhyme, and imagination. They can be put together a thousand different ways . . .” -Karla Kuskin (1932 - 2009)
“A poet is a man who puts up a ladder to a star and climbs it while playing a violin.” -Edmond de Goncourt
As I Was Falling Down the Stair
As I was falling down the stair
I met a bump that wasn’t there;
It might have put me on the shelf
Except I wasn’t there myself.
by Hughes Mearns (1875 - 1965)
Overheard: Poems that do not rhyme . . . are written by lazy poets.
“It’s silly to suggest the writing of poetry as something ethereal, a sort of soul-crashing emotional experience that wrings you. I have no fancy ideas about poetry. It doesn’t come to you on the wings of a dove. It’s something you work hard at.” -Louise Bogan
“As things are, and as fundamentally they must always be, poetry is not a career, but a mug’s game. No honest poet can ever feel quite sure of the permanent value of what he has written: He may have wasted his time and messed up his life for nothing.” -T. S. Eliot (Thomas Stearns Eliot (1888 - 1965))
“Our poets . . . spent too much of their lives inside rooms and classrooms when they should have been trudging up mountains, slogging through swamps, rowing down rivers.” -Edward Abbey (1927 - 1989): “Vox Clamantis in Deserto” (“A Voice Crying in the Wilderness”) (1989), chapter 5: ‘On Writing and Writers, Books and Art’
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
-Joyce Kilmer (1886 - 1918): “Trees” (1913)
Wilhelm: The poet Robert Burns wrote, “To a Field Mouse.”
Wilbert: And did he get an answer?
“A backward poet writes inverse.” -Author Unknown
Deborah: How do poets say hello?
Barbara: Hey, haven’t we metaphor?
Jane: How do poets say goodbye?
Jean: “I’d like to linger a little longer but it’s getting alliter-late.”
The poet and ornithologist
Differ in ways absurd.
One writes - “The bird is on the wing”;
The other answers - “No such thing!
The wing is on the bird.”
-Author Unknown
“If you cannot be a poet, be the poem.” -David Carradine (born John Arthur Carradine (1936 - 2009))
When I can look Life in the eyes,
Grown calm and very coldly wise,
Life will have given me the Truth,
And taken in exchange - my youth.
-Sara Teasdale (Sara Teasdale Filsinger, born Sara Trevor Teasdale (1884 - 1933))
How are poems made? Poems seldom pop out of people’s heads in a complete and finished form. Usually a subject or a short rhyme occurs to someone, and the person puts it in writing, then adds more lines, and then changes the words and punctuation many times before a poem begins to take form. Often poems are set aside for a time, and then the poet returns to them, reads them, and makes more changes. What eventually happens is one of three things: 1. the poet says to him or herself that a poem is good enough, though perhaps not perfect, and leaves it as is; 2. the poet gives up and discards the poem; 3. the poet finds the poem to be perfect and proudly proclaims it to the entire world or to a somewhat smaller audience.
I Saw a Man Pursuing the Horizon
I saw a man pursuing the horizon;
Round and round they sped.
I was disturbed at this;
I accosted the man.
“It is futile,” I said,
“You can never -”
“You lie,” he cried,
And ran on.
by Stephen Crane (1871 - 1900)
“A poet is someone who is astonished by everything.” -Author Unknown
P
P’s a poetical bore
Who recites his own lines by the score.
The ladies, poor dears,
Are all moved to tears
And strong men are moved - to the door.
by Oliver Herford (1863 - 1935)
“Poetry is the best words in the best order.” -Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772 - 1834)
Poetic Outlook. A University of North Carolina English instructor introduced to his class what he termed “one of the finest, most elegant lines of poetry in the English language.” He had duly recorded it in all of his notebooks as a constant reminder of its beauty. “Walk with light!” he quoted, and then repeated softly and blissfully to himself, “Walk with light . . . now isn’t that a wonderful thing to say to someone?” The class agreed, of course, and wished to know the author. “I suppose it’s anonymous,” said the instructor. “It’s written on a sign at the intersection of Franklin Street and Fourteenth Avenue.”
A ‘poet laureate’ is a person chosen to voice the sentiments of a group or organization, such as a government or a private club, in poetry.
“I would love to be the poet laureate of Coney Island.” -Thornton Wilder (Thornton Niven Wilder (1897 - 1975))
“There’s no money in poetry, but then there’s no poetry in money either.” -Robert Graves (Robert von Ranke Graves (1895 - 1985))
“If you want to write poetry you must earn a living some other way.” - T. S. Eliot (Thomas Stearns Eliot (1888 - 1965))
Lila: Why are poets poor?
Silas: Because rhyme does not pay.
“The courage of the poet is to keep ajar the door that leads into madness.” -Christopher Morley (Christopher Darlington Morley (1890 - 1957))
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The Zigzag Boy and Girl
I know a little zigzag boy,
Who goes this way and that;
He never knows just where he puts
His coat or shoes or hat.
I know a little zigzag girl,
Who flutters here and there;
She never knows just where to find
Her brush to fix her hair.
If you are not a zigzag child,
You’ll have no cause to say
That you forgot, for you will know
Where things are put away.
by Author Unknown
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Duncan: Why was John Keats always hounded by creditors?
Candace: Because he Ode so much.
“The three r’s of poetry are rhyme, rhythm, and reason. Leave out any one of them and you risk writing a mere garbled jumble of words.” -David Hugh Beaumont (born 1966)
There are said to be no words in the English language that rhyme with month, orange, purple, and silver. Unless, of course, someone like you makes up new words.
Epigram from the French
Sir, I admit your gen’ral rule
that every poet is a fool:
But you yourself may serve to show it
that every fool is not a poet.
by Alexander Pope (1688 - 1744) (1732)
“Most people ignore most poetry because most poetry ignores most people.” -Adrian Mitchell: “Poems” (1964)
“The man is either mad, or he is making verses.” [translation to English]
“Aut insanit homo, aut versus facit.” [original Latin]
-Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus (65 B.C.E. - 8 B.C.E.)): “Satires,” II, 7, 117, as quoted in Kate Louise Roberts: “Hoyt’s New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations” (1922), page 607
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Some poems rhyme
Some poems have titles
Some poems have authors
And then there are ones like this one -
The nutty nonconformist poem.
“All bad poetry springs from genuine feeling.” -Oscar Wilde (Oscar Fingal O’Flahertie Wills Wilde (1854 - 1900))
“Poetry is the clear expression of mixed feelings.” -W. H. Auden (Wystan Hugh Auden (1907-1973))
Free verse: Verse that follows no particular form, meter, or rhyme scheme.
“I would as soon wright free verse as play tennis with the net down.” -Robert Frost (Robert Lee Frost (1874 - 1963))
“Publishing a volume of verse is like dropping a rose petal down the Grand Canyon and waiting for the echo.” -Don Marquis (1878 - 1937)
And now for some nice, relaxing poetry to soothe your frazzled mind . . .
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A Song of Thanks
It’s sensible that icicles
Hang downward as they grow,
For I would hate to step on one
That’s buried in the snow.
It’s really best that tides come in
And then return to sea;
For if they kept on coming in,
How wet we all would be.
I’ve often thought tomatoes are
Much better red than blue,
A blue tomato is a food
I’d certainly eschew.
It’s best of all that everyone’s
So tolerant today
That I can write this sort of stuff
And not get put away.
by William Cole
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Abecedarius
A verse called an abecedarius
Begins every line with the various
Consecutive letters.
Demanding, these fetters
Encumber - it’s rarely hilarious.
by Author Unknown
“For me, poetry is an impish attempt to paint the color of the wind.” -Maxwell Bodenheim
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l i v e ☆ l a u g h ツ l o v e ♥ g r o w ☼ l i v e ☆ l a u g h ツ l o v e ♥ g r o w ☼
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I’m Nobody! Who Are You?
I’m nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there’s a pair of us - don’t tell!
They’d banish us, you know.
How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog,
To tell your name the livelong day,
To an admiring bog!
by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)
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l i v e ☆ l a u g h ツ l o v e ♥ g r o w ☼ l i v e ☆ l a u g h ツ l o v e ♥ g r o w ☼
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“Poets utter great and wise things which they do not themselves understand.” -Plato: “The Republic” (about 380 B.C.E.), book II, section 5
It matters not what you do -
Make a nation or a shoe;
For he who does an honest thing
In God’s pure sight is ranked a king.
-John Parnell
This is Make Fun Of Life! . . . everything’s better with a bit of poetry . . .
