Showing posts with label echo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label echo. Show all posts
Saturday, November 26, 2005
Retired sailor's lament (echo verse)
What can't be found while there's wind in the trees? (Ease)
A note on echo poems
The echo poem was a form popular in the 16th-17th centuries. It comprises a series of statements of questions followed by a response (or echo) which repeats part of the end of the question:
Another example is Edward de Vere's echo verses (1588).
Then tell me, what is that supreme delight?From George Herbert (1593-1633), HeavenEcho: Light
Another example is Edward de Vere's echo verses (1588).
Given the limited options, it is usual to allow some laxity about the precision of the echo.
There is a modern ribald echo poem about poets of the past by Kinglsey Amis, included in his published Letters (p. 115):
Say what the realm of honey-tongued Pope is. Echo: Piss
What ails Wordsworth in Nature's mystic lap? Echo: Clap
Regret (echo poem)
What does the heart do when it's made a mistake? (Ache)
What is the fruit of being untrue? (Rue)
What is the fruit of being untrue? (Rue)
Friday, November 25, 2005
Broken (echo poem)
Who walked away in the dawn, scattering the dew? (You)
Who remained there under a paling sky? (I)
Will you return when the wind brings the snow? (No)
What do they do who say feelings fly? (Lie)
Where must you travel when all hope is gone? (On)
What becomes of the bond that linked friends? (Ends)
Who remained there under a paling sky? (I)
Will you return when the wind brings the snow? (No)
What do they do who say feelings fly? (Lie)
Where must you travel when all hope is gone? (On)
What becomes of the bond that linked friends? (Ends)
Powerless (echo poem)
Whose fate is ruled by far-distant towers? (Ours)
And who will obey Death's final call? (All)
And who will obey Death's final call? (All)
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Terminal
The line stops here
Locomotives shudder
Carriages cough passengers
Midnight arrives
Pigeons fight for litter
Beneath arching glass
Locomotives shudder
Panting for breath
Carriages cough passengers
Onto the platform
Midnight arrives
Silence descends
Pigeons fight for litter
With the rats
Friday, November 18, 2005
Diminuendo
The Greeks heard it
Long ago
Before there was anything else
To hear
They stared up at the night sky
Amazed
Tracked the stars and planets
By eye
The harmonics of geometry
Dancing
The music of the spheres
Fading
This is part of the 7th Poetry Carnival.
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