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Post by Sherry Thrasher on Jan 31, 2009 14:16:13 GMT -5
Take Two:
Meter
While waiting for the pizza to brown, just as the ghost of Larkin arrives, I push my essay aside. It’s all in the rhyme, in the way you say it, it's all in the count--. He draws his cardigan around him, leans down to pet the neighbor’s dog, walks away, worn brown leather shoes tapping his stride-- ta Dum, ta Dum, ta Dum, ta Dum, ta Dum. I close the oven door and agree he is right.
First Attempt:
While waiting for the pizza to brown, I push my essay aside, just as the ghost of Larkin arrives. It’s all in the rhyme, the way you say it, it's all in the count--. He draws his cardigan around him, leans down to pet the neighbor’s dog, and walks away with worn brown leather shoes tapping out his stride-- ta Dum, ta Dum, ta Dum, ta Dum, ta Dum. I close the oven door and agree that he is right.
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Post by Marion Poirier on Feb 25, 2009 21:48:45 GMT -5
Sherry, I think the problem here is that the poem is ambiguous and clarity is needed.
Perhaps a footnote is needed here.
Marion
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Post by Timothy Juhl on Feb 26, 2009 16:55:33 GMT -5
Sherry, I have no issue with the ghost of Larkin, having read quite a bit of his poetry over the years and I think it works just fine.
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