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My favourite poem - what's yours?
By audrie
05 February 2008
Veronica has started something that I applaud, deciding what is poetry?

I am posting one of my favourite poems, and I would love to know what others would choose as their favourite?

This is one I really love as it's content appeals to me. 

I've had the cheek to alter the second 'kept' in the first line to 'took'. Maybe it was a mistake in the printing?

It would be interesting to find out what each person's definition of poetry actually is. 


               Love Songs in Age 
                 by Philip Larkin


She kept her songs, they took so little space,
The covers pleased her:
One bleached from lying in a sunny place,
One marked in circles by a vase of water,
One mended, when a tidy fit had seized her
And coloured by her daughter -
So they had waited, til, in widowhood
She found them, looking for something else,
And stood

Relearning how each frank submissive chord
Had ushered in
Word after sprawling hyphenated word,
And the unfailing sense of being young
Spread out like a Spring-woken tree, wherein
That hidden freshness sung,
That certainty of time laid up in store
As when she had played them first.
But, even more,

The glare of that much-mentioned brilliance, love,
Broke out to show
It's bright incipience sailing above,
Still promising to solve, and satisfy,
And set unchangeably in order. So
To pile them back, to cry
Was hard, without lamely admitting how
It had not done so then, and could not now.



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hii
Written by sarahh (18 comments posted) 5th February 2008
That peom is really pretty here is my favorite poem/lyrics  
 
Siamese Cities 
Metric 
 
 
I said, I'm sorry to change my mind 
It was a little bit cold that night 
I was dreading the ride back to little Italy 
And needing to hide out from my mind 
 
When you walk, you move like Moses 
When you look, you look like Red Roses 
Every day breaks bitter river, was a flood 
Why do you leave me inbetween siamese cities 
 
I saw the sky and you, what do you see in me 
This rubbermaid's had better days 
Shaken out, static anonymity 
Vanity, don't let war die down 
 
When you take, you turn me over 
From the street, rock radio plays crimson and clover 
Wvery day breaks, bitter river was a flood 
Why do you leave me inbetween siamese cities?Siamese Cities

Written by Phil (6719 comments posted) 6th February 2008
Like your choice Audrie. 
 
Depends what mood I'm in and what I've been reading. Robbie Burns, Tam O' Shanter is never far from the top of the list. A great narrative poem - but also special for personal reasons. Click here for: Tam O' Shanter (Too long to copy and paste here.) 
 
At the moment, my Favourite is WB Yeats, When you are old. 
 
When You are Old 
 
When you are old and grey and full of sleep, 
And nodding by the fire, take down this book, 
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look 
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; 
 
How many loved your moments of glad grace, 
And loved your beauty with love false or true, 
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, 
And loved the sorrows of your changing face; 
 
And bending down beside the glowing bars, 
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled 
And paced upon the mountains overhead 
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars. 
 
Phil
Many thanks
Written by audrie (451 comments posted) 6th February 2008
for letting me know your favourite poems. 
 
I do very much like the Keats one, it is in a similar vein to the one I choose. Great minds,eh? I also like his one about 'not treading on his dreams', can't remember the title, but I do like most of his stuff.  
 
Can't say I've ever been taken with Rabbie, but I have never bothered much with his poetry, so can't really have an opinion. 
 
I have never heard of Metric, Sarah, is it a group? And is this a song lyric? Have you been left in a Siamese City, or I guess it would be a Thailand city now! 
 
Thanks again.
hii again
Written by sarahh (18 comments posted) 6th February 2008
Metric is this band I am in love with and Siamese Cities is just a song I really like and I love the lyrics its just so different then other music. You really have to think about Metric's lyrics instead of just listeing to them.

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