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Featured Poet Laureate
John Masefield Poet Laureate (1930 -1967)
Masefield was born in the town of Ledbury, surrounded by beautiful countryside in the region of Herefordshire, England, on June 1, 1878. This picturesque area, located near the border of Wales, was described by Masefield as his ‘Paradise’. As a young boy, Masefield was able to roam his nearby countryside, delighting in watching the ships moving up and down the local canal; wandering alone through the meadows and woods; and taking an interest in and observing the beauty of the natural flora and fauna of the area.
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Trade Winds
In the harbor, in the island, in the Spanish Seas,
Are the tiny white houses and the orange trees,
And day-long, night-long, the cool and pleasant breeze
Of the steady Trade Winds blowing.
There is the red wine, the nutty Spanish ale,
The shuffle of the dancers, the old salt's tale,
The squeaking fiddle, and the soughing in the sail
Of the steady Trade Winds blowing.
And o' nights there's fire-flies and the yellow moon,
And in the ghostly palm-trees the sleepy tune
Of the quiet voice calling me, the long low croon
Of the steady Trade Winds blowing.
-- John Masefield
Pasted from <http://www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/555.html>
Featured Classical Poet
Robert Frost
Robert Frost (1874-1963), four-time Pulitzer Prize winning American poet, teacher and lecturer wrote many popular and oft-quoted poems including “After Apple-Picking”, “The Road Not Taken”, “Home Burial” and “Mending Wall”;
Pasted from <http://www.online-literature.com/frost/>
THE ROAD NOT TAKEN
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference
Pasted from <http://www.ketzle.com/frost/roadnot.htm>
Featured Form
Villanelle
Villanelle
A Villanelle is a nineteen-line poem consisting of a very specific rhyming scheme:
aba aba aba aba aba abaa.
The first and the third lines in the first stanza are repeated in alternating order throughout the
poem, and appear together in the last couplet (last two lines).
Example #1:
Runaway
Why do they runaway?
My soul so beautiful, so bright
But for some reason I keep them at bay
Sometimes I wish they would stay
They give up on me without a fight
Why do they runaway?
Some think I am pretty, I say I'm okay
Though this doesn't feel right
But for some reason I keep them at bay
What can I do, what can I say?
What causes their flight?
Why do they runaway?
Just when I think I've won their heart, they stray
I feel like the farthest planet in the night
But for some reason I keep them at bay
What have I done to chase them away?
My soul beckons to them like a beacon of light
Why do they runaway?
But for some reason I keep them at bay
Copyright © 2000 Julie Wright
Pasted from <http://www.shadowpoetry.com/resources/wip/villanelle.html>
Winklings Buzz
The winkling's mission statement which can be viewed on the Home page of the group above the reading list.
Winklings Mission: “Winklings is a group that intends to develop harmonious fellowship in which each member learns and grows in poetry.”
If you are interested in taking part in some fun and interesting contests check out this thread; contests by Winklings can be found here http://allpoetry.com/board/topic/268612527
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Want to read some good poetry by fellow Winklings look no further; 'Ars Poetica' September 2008 edition can be found here: http://allpoetry.com/board/topic/268612653
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Featured Winklings
Computer geek, just started writing poetry seriously when I joined this site in January 2008. Up until then, I would write poetry to individuals in response to stressful situations....usually when some girl dumped me! (silly creatures). I enjoy writing darker lines; they come easier to me, although I'm more of a half-full kind of person. I have no training in writing poetry, which is why my words are usually pretty plain jane. I don't "get" obscure poetry, and certainly can't write it. What you see is what you get.
Recharge
Behind me a restless city stirs-
sirens and car horns, a cacophany.
The ambience of desperate people
rushing to meet nebulous deadlines,
never looking up from their own particular grindstones,
and spending all their time moving, moving.
But here, in this quiet place
waves that started in Africa lap at my feet.
Sandcrabs scuttle sideways, looking for food-
a soft breeze from warm tropical bays ruffles my shirt
and my chaotic thoughts slowly fade away-
as a moon impossibly large rises from the sea.
I drink in the peace my restless soul craves,
and listen for the still small voice of God.
Pasted from <http://allpoetry.com/poem/4596551>
Winkling's Contests
Winkling's Contests
Variety
Poet Quote of the Week
A chief event of life is the day in which we have encountered a mind that startled us.
Who Wrote these words - 50 pts
We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.
Riddle Me this Riddle Me That - 50 pts
There are many of them
They really are swell
Some people you know
May call them their pal
They come to our heed
When they are needed
The loyalty inside them
Is deeply seeded
Most people for them
Have real respect
They do more than
We really expect
Answers to last weeks Variety Questions
"And a head in the freakish Atlantic
Where it pours bean green over blue
In the waters off beautiful Nauset.
I used to pray to recover you.
Ach, du."
Answer: Sylvia Plath Daddy
People come
With hope in mind
Disappointment
Is what many will find
My numbers are spread
Throughout the land
My biggest numbers
Are in the sand
When my sound
Is loud and clear
People gather
Around and cheer
Answer: Las Vegas Slot Machine
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