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[samsom]

I've recently run across two very different poems, ones I haven't read in a long time but the fragments of which floated around the back of my unconscious for years.

The first is long, several verses and I've been listening to Loreena McKeenitt sing it on my iPod, falling more and more in love with it with every play.

The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes

http://web.cecs.pdx.edu/~trent/ochs/lyrics/highwayman-orig.html

V & VI are my favorite verses, plus the last four. I just adore the repetition of certain words and phrases, and of course, it's a great story. Very tragic.

The second is The Look by Sara Teasdale. I think I read this the one and only time before today when I was about twelve or thirteen. It dug its way down into my pysche and influenced a lot of what I try and write - the unspoken, the subtext, between two people. I don't always succeed, if ever, but I try. I found it today thanks to the miracle of Google.

http://rpo.library.utoronto.ca/poem/2964.html

If anyone is so inclined, what words are you grooving on currently, have grooved on?

Comments

[landrews.livejournal.com]

Enamored, of course! Poe's haunting. I have an awesome pic of my brother miming the cutting out Poe's black cat's eye in a monologue he performed. Samsom's fired me up :-)

[samsom.livejournal.com]

I had to do Poe's Cask of Amontillado my eighth grade year for my English class. Crashed and burned during the actual putting on of the play, but I remember the sense of horror during rehersals, trying to build the suspense the way the story did.

I also really enjoy Robert Frost. I don't consider myself a poemy kind of gal, but Dropping By Woods on a Snowy Evening, and Miles to Go are two of my absolute favorite for the atmosphere they create.

[damnskippytoo.livejournal.com]

I recited "For Annie," very dramatically I'm sure, for eighth or ninth grade English. Ah, teen angst. I'm sure your brother really got into cutting out that eye. Boys are gross. :)