one from Caleb (a couplet)
Not me, I didn't go into your home
and steal the telephone
The National Poetry month website suggested that everyone commit a new poem to memory. They are assuming you have lots and lots of poetry already committed to memory. I for one am always confusing those last verses of "Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening," but ask me to recite "Eldorado" sometime.
For this assignment I chose the shortest poem I could find.
First Fig
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
My candle burns at both ends
It will not last the night
But ah my friends and oh my foes
It gives a lovely light!
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In honor of April being National Poetry Month, I propose to publish an original poem every day, and, (thankfully for you), some prose by a real poet.
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