Musée des Beaux Arts,
pied beauty
traveling through the dark.
Sudden journey
acquainted with the night,
digging
delight in disorder.
A noiseless patient spider,
in a station of the Metro,
metaphors
God's grandeur;
Life cycle of common man
living in sin.
- ksm / 2015
This is a Cento made from the titles of random poems by Marianne Moore (Poetry, 1921), Margaret Atwood (You Fit into Me, 1971), W.H. Auden (Musée des Beaux Arts / Museum of Fine Arts, 1940), Gerard Manley Hopkins (Pied Beauty and God's Grandeur, 1877), William Stafford (Traveling Through the Dark, 1962), Tess Gallagher (Sudden Journey, 1984), Robert Frost (Acquainted with the Night, 1928), Seamus Heaney (Digging, 1966), Robert Herrick (Delight in Disorder, 1648), Walt Whitman (A Noiseless Patient Spider, 1881), Ezra Pound (In a Station of the Metro, 1916), Sylvia Plath (Metaphors, 1960), Howard Nemerov (Life Cycle of Common Man, 1960), and Adrienne Rich (Living in Sin, 1955).
love your collage poem Kelvin...
ReplyDeletewhat a wonderful way to compose a poem and so magical..those spiders crossing between real and imagined...patiently waiting
ReplyDeleteI played with the lines and found the first and last "You fit into me...Living in sin" which gave me a chuckle.
ReplyDeleteWhat an interesting composition of couplets!
ReplyDelete'A noiseless patient spider,
in a station of the Metro,'
I can see this creepy critter, standing absolutely still, being very patient, letting the swarming crowds scurry about the station, to make his move, until the next bunch invade the place!
Amazing!
Thanks for sharing, K.S.M.
Poppy
What a clever poem you have shared this morning, Kelvin. The titles worked very well together to make a complete piece. It drew me in from the beginning, and it intensified until the very end.
ReplyDeletewhat fun... lovely patchwork... now I want to try... how big was that spider
ReplyDeleteGreat effect!!
ReplyDeleteVery creative and unique collage ~ It's been some time since I wrote one ~
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing Kelvin ~
Happy weekend ~
Kelvin, it's been a while... As ever I admire your careful precision and ambition too. Your voice is securely your own, which is probably for rarer than you imagine... Every thing sparkles and works here... A treat! With Best Wishes Scott www.scotthastie.com
ReplyDeleteah that is very cool... poem titles surely make for an inspirational scafold for a poem... happy weekend mr. kelvin...smiles
ReplyDeleteOh I love this Kelvin.. so utterly creative to use those titles.. the spiders really makes me want to look behind my back next time I will be travelling...
ReplyDeleteOh this worked so well Kelvin--love this idea--and its execution--
ReplyDeleteVery interesting and very good work.
ReplyDeleteOh this is interesting.....titles creating a poem! I especially love "pied beauty".
ReplyDeleteWell done
ReplyDeleteZQ
Something I had not seen before...a collage of poems...I liked this! Very creative.
ReplyDeleteinteresting form Kevin.
ReplyDeletethe placing of each title doesn't seem forced at all as each is integral to the poem.
well we are living in sins ...
I like the title and how all the quotes fit in perfectly in your poem Nice.
ReplyDeleteClever stuff Kelvin.
ReplyDeleteStill love your face! (Don't know whether you remember me mentioning that ? years ago.)
Anna :o]
This is a very interesting form. Very creative! I liked it. " Sudden journey acquainted with the night', awesome lines!
ReplyDeleteHow a spider can tell life's journey in man! To think you managed to beautifully weave them all from the various titles is brilliant. Great poetic lingo Kelvin!
ReplyDeleteHank
Well done. Great choices,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
"digging delight in disorder"--love the alliteration here, but also the idea of this juxtapositional thought.
ReplyDeleteThis is spectacular - each stanza unique and a bit startling.
ReplyDeleteThe poem looks beautiful... Though speaks abity bitter reality..
ReplyDeleteLoved the closing lines -
"Life cycle of common man
living in sin."
hey i remember the noiseless patient spider...smiles...
ReplyDeletean interesting swarm of life in this...the last couple lines,
the life cycle of man...and our ever falling into sin...
cool cento man...