BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE, 2004-2006 — While many of the poems we feature in this column are written in open forms, that’s not to say I don’t respect good writing done in traditional meter and rhyme. But a number of contemporary poets, knowing how a rigid attachment to form can take charge of the writing and drag the poet along behind, will choose, say, the traditional villanelle form, then relax its restraints through the use of broken rhythm and inexact rhymes. I’d guess that if I weren’t talking about it, you might not notice, reading this poem by Floyd Skloot, that you were reading a sonnet.
Silent Music
My wife wears headphones as she plays
Chopin etudes in the winter light.
Singing random notes, she sways
in and out of shadow while night
settles. The keys she presses make a soft
clack, the bench creaks when her weight shifts,
golden cotton fabric ripples across
her shoulders, and the sustain pedal clicks.
This is the hidden melody I know
so well, her body finding harmony in
the give and take of motion, her lyric
grace of gesture measured against a slow
fall of darkness. Now stillness descends
to signal the end of her silent music.
Reprinted from “Prairie Schooner,” Volume 80, Number 2 (Summer, 2006) by permission of the University of Nebraska Press. Copyright (c) 2006 by the University of Nebraska Press. Floyd Skloot’s most recent book is “The End of Dreams,” 2006, Louisiana State University Press. This weekly column is supported by The Poetry Foundation, The Library of Congress, and the Department of English at the University of Nebraska-Lincoln. This column does not accept unsolicited poetry.
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What if love is
a lot of listening
a little bit of time
not pretending.
We are caught up
in a world of daydreams.
What if loving what you have
is everything.
—Ellis, «How Would it Be»
Unrhymed poetic verse, often written in iambic pentameter, because, well, that’s English… often thought in iambic pentameter.
The first known use of blank verse in the English language was by Henry Howard, Earl of Arundel and Surrey in his interpretation of the Æneid (c. 1554). He was possibly inspired by the Latin original, as classical Latin verse (as well as Greek verse) did not use rhyme; he may have been inspired by the Italian verse form of versi sciolti, which also contained no rhyme.
Link: Blank verse - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
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There was an Old Man with a beard,
Who said, “It is just as I feared! –
Two Owls and a Hen,
Four Larks and a Wren,
Have all built their nests in my beard!”
– Edward Lear
a Limerick from A Book of Nonsense
For a good definition of the limerick, see Wikipedia (as usual):
Limerick (poetry) - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia: A limerick is a five-line, often humorous and ribald poem with a strict meter, popularized by Edward Lear and Ogden Nash. The rhyme scheme is usually “A-A-B-B-A”, with a rather rigid meter. The first, second, and fifth lines are three metrical feet; the third and fourth two metrical feet.
Lilmerick poetry to come, hopefully, at the daily poem.
Form this week will come to us from the A Word a Day email list, as they are focusing on poetic form (and good for them):
A.Word.A.Day — epithalamionepithalamion (ep-uh-thuh-LAY-mee-on), also epithalamium, noun
A poem or song in honor of a bride and bridegroom.
[From Greek epi- (upon) + thalamus (bridal chamber).]
Form this week will come to us from the A Word a Day email list, as they are focusing on poetic form (and good for them):
A.Word.A.Day — epithalamionepithalamion (ep-uh-thuh-LAY-mee-on), also epithalamium, noun
A poem or song in honor of a bride and bridegroom.
[From Greek epi- (upon) + thalamus (bridal chamber).]
