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Wallace Stevens 1879-1955
with imagist-poetics once did strive
Enigma in his 'Valley Candle'
helped his poetybegin to sell
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Wallace Stevens so enigmatic
whimsical fanciful& symbolic
His Valley Candle*blew&blew
the interpretation is up to you
Wallace Stevens 1879-1955
with imagist-poetics once did strive
Enigma in his 'Valley Candle'
helped his poetry to sell well
ice cream cone
finally throwing out Stevens*
I find the emperor
and feel its comforting taste
the soft crunch of melting cone
Death in the Desert
Good man dragged though the streets
not expecting such an inauspiscous end
Islam lovely Islam giving such treets
Businessman poet Wallace Stevens
very creative with a poetic pen
A contemporary metaphysical wit
as 'Valley Candle' enigmatically does sit
Wallace Stevens ' EMPEROR OF ICE CREAM'
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W-riter
A-uthors
L-iterary
L-ine
A-s
C-omposer
E-mploys
S-plendid
T-heme's
E-xcellent
V-erse
E-xpressing
N-atal
S-peech
Topic: Birthday of poet Wallace Stevens (October 02)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
I know what a poem
looks like.
I know how to make
my prose look like verse.
A little tuck here,
an indent there,
et voila! It’s verse!
or worse ...
a pale imitation of seem.
(can I have some ice cream?)
Morning has broken, lyrics with a gentle allure
Inspirational words from Cat Stevens, so peaceful, so pure
Possessed a complex mind
Unique, a one-of-a-kind
Cat's music was mesmerizing, euphoria was assured
As morning broke
the world had grown solemn
one Saturday night he found only trouble
plucking a hard-headed woman
from the moon's lonely shadow.
In great desperation
he hopped aboard a peace train
at last a parched flower
had found sweetened rain-
Irritated Steven wrote his anger triggers down.
His therapist read them, trying not to frown.
He asked his client to number them now
Number 106 was a fat dairy cow.
Number 214 was bird booby that was blue.
All together there were a thousand and two.
Everything made him mad – paper clips even.
Therapist knew he had a lifetime of work with this guy Steven.
I compose my poems like Wallace Stevens
by walking the streets of my town.
But unlike the esteemed Wallace Stevens,
I don't have to memorize or write my poems down.
I just turn on my cellphone's recorder,
then slowly whisper my word into it.
But instead of composing gems, like Wallace Stevens,
I tend to produce just a drivel of shhhhh~it.
That
is not known
cannot be known
but pigeons may
appear and may seem
in the evening
as dancing and
not separate from that
which is not known~
And, in the isolation of the sky,
At evening, casual flocks of pigeons make
Ambiguous undulations as they sink,
Downward to darkness, on extended wings.
~Wallace Stevens, Sunday Morning
Wallace Stevens was the greatest
man I never knew.
Juggled both Hunting Tigers
and hanging nouns.
Wonder about his demeanor
walking about the courtroom
with even heeled shoes,
focusing on the even keeled beat.
A dozen orbits and
twice that in satellites
quivering to witness twisted truths,
be they that or not.
Phrased.
Articulated.
Blatently controlling the room,
his stage.
WALLACE S Valley Candle (triple clerihew)
with imagist-poetics once did strive
Enigma in his 'Valley Candle'
helped his poetry to sell well
Wallace Stevens so enigmatic
whimsical fanciful& symbolic
His Valley Candle*blew&blew
the interpretation is up to you
Businessman poet Wallace Stevens
very creative with a poetic pen
A contemporary metaphysical wit
as 'Valley Candle' enigmatically does sit
Wallace Stevens said:
"Poetry is not personal."
He tried never to divulge
anything about himself
in his poems.
So he said.
But the work is
self-revelatory: veiled confessions,
repeated choices -- water, sea motion,
weather, the sky -- introspective isolation --
those silences and descriptive phrases
that communicate and characterize.
Human, no one --
especially not poets --
can really hide.
When you attend a funeral
you don’t expect to laugh
But a typo by the printers
was such a glaring gaffe
An N was mistyped in a word
So ‘Mooring is broken’ looked very absurd
It’s to be played when I pass, it’s a favourite song
And I’m sure that Cat Stevens won't get the lyrics wrong!
This happened at a funeral I attended recently, in the order of service there were actually 2 mistakes made by the printers
28/7/19