And now for something completely different...
I have too short an attention span for most poems. Even long greeting cards get put back on the shelf, unread.*
But I do have some favorite poetry snippets. Without further ado, here is my entry into the 4th Annual Silent Blogger Poetry Reading.**
[Feel free to picture me on a tacky bar stage, dressed all in black, reading this to myself. (It's a silent reading, fergawdsake.)]
Three from W.S. Merwin and one from Rumi:
There was never a time
when you were not walking toward me
from under great trees.
--Merwin
Late I came to the joy of this
whatever I have
is yours.
--Merwin
In my dreams
we keep traveling together
face to face.
--Merwin
Come to the orchard in Spring. There is light and wine, and sweethearts in the pomegranate flowers. If you do not come, these do not matter. If you do come, these do not matter.
--Rumi
*My favorite greeting card of all time has a picture of a dog on the the front and its leg is actually a separate piece of paper that is attached with a spring so it looks like the dog is scratching itself. Inside it says "I'm itching to wish you a happy birthday!"
GET IT?! GET IT?!!
'Cause I'm deep like that.
*sniff* Ah, good times.
**For the romantics in the crowd, these (and others) were all readings at our wedding. Insert "awww" here. I know, we're nauseating. (You're a shmoopy! No, you're a shmoopy!)
02 February 2009
4th Annual Silent Blogger Poetry Thingy
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I like the poetry. You're right. Just the right length.
HA! I knew I wasn't alone in the schmoop. You're the schmoop of all schmoops!
We had Calvin & Hobbes read at our wedding. We're all class.
My favorite poems are by the same guy, Gelett Burgess
Purple Cow: Reflections on a Mythic Beast Who's Quite Remarkable, at Least
I never Saw a Purple Cow;
I never Hope to See One;
But I can Tell you, Anyhow,
I'd rather See than Be One.
It turns out he was not proud of the poem that made him famous. He later wrote this one:
Confession: and a Portrait Too, Upon a Background that I Rue
Ah, yes, I wrote the Purple Cow;
I'm sorry now I wrote it;
But I can tell you, Anyhow,
I'll Kill you if you Quote it.
shmoop is healthy.
(thanks again for the heads up on this thing)
These make me think of my favorite t-shirt:
Haikus are easy
But sometimes the don't make sense
Refrigerator
Though, these make sense and are really quite nice.
Happy poetry day.
I love the Rumi!
Much to my chagrin, I've never heard of W.S. Merwin. Thanks for introducing me to a new poet!
The Ex's parents always called me Shmoopie. I always thought it was odd. lol. Good poems! And I'm totally with you on the bday cards.. puns are better than sentiment any day.
Dude.
I made a bet with another blogger that I could beat them at scrabble. If I lose, I have to post a poem on my blog.
I odnt even know where to start with poetry....but it looks like Im going to have to post one. Its going to be a FAIL.
Jennannej: Glad you like it. :)
LiLu: You're way shmoopier than me!
AbbotofUnreason: LOVE C&H.
f.B: It seemed like your kind of thing. Glad you got to play.
Kristin: GREAT t-shirt! :)
Emma: Good! My pleasure.
*Jac*: Looks like they watched a lot of Seinfeld. Were you especially affectionate with the Ex?
Matt: Dude. You are screwed.
(Feel free to use that poem.)
Did you just kill your last post? I tried to comment on it, and Blogger blew up on me!
Bring it back! I like the "Hobbie Buddy" concept. :)
Erin: Yeah. Sorry. As per your request, it's back. Thanks for tuning in.
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