...it's not dark yet, but it's gettin' there...

January 26, 2005

Today Is Poetry Wednesday

Emily Dickinson wrote:

Who never lost, are unprepared
A coronet to find;
Who never thirsted, flagons
And cooling tamarind.

Who never climbed the weary league—
Can such a foot explore
The purple territories
On Pizarro’s shore?

How many legions overcome?
The emperor will say.
How many colors taken
On Revolution Day?

How many bullets bearest?
The royal scar hast thou?
Angels, write "Promoted"
On this soldier’s brow!

Hang in there, G—

More: Don't miss the Maximum Leader's tribute to Robert Burns!.

Nor should you miss Queenie's Everyday Haiku. An excerpt:

winter skin itching;
unkempt nails claw at the breast
titties is too hot

And then Venomous Kate, picks up the meme with her own series of haiku:

gray river of dust
flows along edge of carpet
vacuum cleaners suck
And finally, Cameron picks a fight with modernist shibboleths, with his poem about poetry.

Posted by annika, Jan. 26, 2005 |
Rubric: Poetry


the gathering gloom
now angry sexists attack
Hugo is tired

Posted by: Hugo on Jan. 26, 2005

"Titties is too hot"? :P

Posted by: Mark on Jan. 26, 2005

Clearly, titties IS too hot!

Heh, I liked that Emily beatch. Do you know her?

Posted by: Casca on Jan. 26, 2005

I call this one "'Queen For A Day' Contest Winner":

Call the mechanic.
Rain clouds flip me off, laughing.

Thank you! You've been a great audience!

Posted by: Cameron on Jan. 27, 2005