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Famous Spasmodic Poems by Famous Poets

These are examples of famous Spasmodic poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous spasmodic poems. These examples illustrate what a famous spasmodic poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).

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...n through this season
Of fatigue, I shall
Patch together a content

Of sorts. Miracles occur,
If you care to call those spasmodic
Tricks of radiance miracles. The wait's begun again,
The long wait for the angel,
For that rare, random descent....Read more of this...
by Plath, Sylvia



...broken condition; entirety
~ Webster
A wild patience has taken me this far

as if I had to bring to shore
a boat with a spasmodic outboard motor
old sweaters, nets, spray-mottled books
tossed in the prow
some kind of sun burning my shoulder-blades.
Splashing the oarlocks. Burning through.
Your fore-arms can get scalded, licked with pain
in a sun blotted like unspoken anger
behind a casual mist.

The length of daylight
this far north, in this
forty-ninth year of my life
is cri...Read more of this...
by Rich, Adrienne
...nd looked and longed for the rider that would never more come back; 
And the mother came and clutched him, with sudden, spasmodic fright: 
"What has become of my Willie? Why isn't he home tonight?" 

Away in the gloomy ranges, at the foot of an ironbark, 
The bonnie, winsome laddie was lying stiff and stark; 
For the Reckless mare had smashed him against a leaning limb, 
And his comely face was battered, and his merry eyes were dim. 

And the thoroughbred chestnut filly, the ...Read more of this...
by Paterson, Andrew Barton
...wer "No".

However, things are as they stood;
Nor would I have her if I could,
For there are plenty more as good.


The Spasmodic or German School 
Firebrands and Daggers! hope hath fled!
To atoms dash the doubly dead!
My brain is fire--my heart is lead!

Her soul is flint, and what am I?
Scorch'd by her fierce, relentless eye,
Nothingness is my destiny!...Read more of this...
by Carroll, Lewis
...d would you be a poet
Before you've been to school?
Ah well! I hardly thought you
So absolute a fool.
First learn to be spasmodic— 
A very simple rule.

"For first you write a sentence,
And then you chop it small!
Then mix the bits, and sort them out
Just as they chance to fall:
The order of the phrases makes
No difference at all.

"Then, if you'd be impressive,
Remember what I say,
The abstract qualities begin
With capitals alway:
The True, the Good, the Beautiful,
These are...Read more of this...
by Carroll, Lewis



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