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Hey guys, I need a serious, good poem, around 20 lines that has enough meaning for me to tell about it in different parts and give examples of what it means, ect.

This is a serious thread, please only post SERIOUS posts.

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Robert Hunter - "Eyes of the World"

Right outside this lazy summer home
you don't have time to call your soul a critic, no
Right outside the lazy gate of winter's summer home
wondering where the nuthatch winters
Wings a mile long just carried the bird away

Wake up to find out
that you are the eyes of the World
but the heart has its beaches
its homeland and thoughts of its own
Wake now, discover that you
are the song that the morning brings
but the heart has its seasons
its evenings and songs of its own

There comes a redeemer
and he slowly too fades away
There follows a wagon behind him
that's loaded with clay
and the seeds that were silent
all burst into bloom and decay
The night comes so quiet
and it's close on the heels of the day

Wake up to find out
that you are the eyes of the world
but the heart has its beaches
its homeland and thoughts of its own
Wake now, discover that you
are the song that the morning brings
but the heart has its seasons
its evenings and songs of its own

Sometimes we live no
particular way but our own
Sometimes we visit your country
and live in your home
Sometimes we ride on your horses
Sometimes we walk alone
Sometimes the songs that we hear
are just songs of our own

Wake up to find out
that you are the eyes of the world
but the heart has its beaches
its homeland and thoughts of its own
Wake now, discover that you
are the song that the morning brings
but the heart has its seasons
its evenings and songs of its own

amazing, beautiful song. sure it's a dead song, but robert hunter was their lyricist. my 10th grade english teacher used to give us Rush songs written by neil peart to analyze/write essays about.
 

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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

(The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost)

Really easy to analyze.
 

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Number One N00b said:
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

(The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost)

Really easy to analyze.
i love you

thats like my favorite poem of all time
 

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I like this one more....

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
 

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Number One N00b said:
Really easy to analyze.
I disagree...It seems easy to analyze at first, but if you actually get into it, it's really deep and complex, and almost everything you think it's about on the surface is wrong.

-Jin
 

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well robert frosts' poems are like that. you can analyze them in two different degrees: complex/simple. thats why his poems are so amazing, because you can read it once, get an effect from reading it. and then, if you want, read it again and analyze each line/stanza and you'll notice something you didn't before and it will feel like you just read it again for the first time
 

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Well what I was referring to is more how on a quick read, most people think the poem is about individuality and doing your own thing, but if you actually analyze what he says, it's not really about that. He actually contradicts himself in the poem...So I suppose you could pick whichever meaning you preferred. But yeah, either way it's a good poem.


Hollow Men:

A penny for the old Guy...

I

We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats' feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar

Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;

Those who have crossed
With direct eyes, to death's other Kingdom
Remember us -- if at all -- not as lost
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men.

II

Eyes I dare not meet in dreams
In death's dream kingdom
These do not appear:
There, the eyes are
Sunlight on a broken column
There, is a tree swinging
And voices are
In the wind's singing
More distant and more solemn
Than a fading star.

Let me be no nearer
In death's dream kingdom
Let me also wear
Such deliberate disguises
Rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves
In a field
Behaving as the wind behaves
No nearer --

Not that final meeting
In the twilight kingdom

III

This is the dead land
This is cactus land
Here the stone images
Are raised, here they receive
The supplication of a dead man's hand
Under the twinkle of a fading star.

Is it like this
In death's other kingdom
Waking alone
At the hour when we are
Trembling with tenderness
Lips that would kiss
Form prayers to broken stone.

IV

The eyes are not here
There are no eyes here
In this valley of dying stars
In this hollow valley
This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms

In this last of meeting places
We grope together
And avoid speech
Gathered on this beach of the tumid river

Sightless, unless
The eyes reappear
As the perpetual star
Multifoliate rose
Of death's twilight kingdom
The hope only
Of empty men.

V

Here we go round the prickly pear
Prickly pear prickly pear
Here we go round the prickly pear
At five o'clock in the morning.

Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the Shadow

For Thine is the Kingdom

Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion
And the response
Falls the Shadow

Life is very long

Between the desire
And the spasm
Between the potency
And the existence
Between the essence
And the descent
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom

For Thine is
Life is
For Thine is the

This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.

-Jin
 

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Jinjiro said:
Did you just tl;dr The Hollow Men? DID YOU JUST TL;DR THE HOLLOW MEN?

DID YOU JUST TL;DR THE HOLLOW MEN?!?

You better watch how you answer, or you might not wake up tomorrow...

-Jin
LMAO!!

but yeah, those are some good poems.
 

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Jinjiro said:
Hollow Men:

-Jin
Really wish I could do that one, but it's far too long to read twice when there are 34 other kids that need to share their projects too.

Basically I have to make a slideshow showing which each stanza is about so I think I am going to do the first one N1N offered.

Thanks guys :tup

BTW: Go ahead and post more, this thread isn't close to being over.
 

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Ellis said:
Oh, there goes my post.
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and yet you posted, I'd go wit the first one number one noob posted, it is a really good poem.
 

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kant_think said:
BTW: Go ahead and post more, this thread isn't close to being over.
Stop being a lazy lenny. seriously. You can google thousands upon thousands of poems on the internet. Just skim them over, if you see one that you understand a bit and think is cool, choose that one... its really not that hard and doesnt require a thread.
 

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DJS2 said:
Stop being a lazy lenny. seriously. You can google thousands upon thousands of poems on the internet. Just skim them over, if you see one that you understand a bit and think is cool, choose that one... its really not that hard and doesnt require a thread.
Yea but some poems he would have a hard time finding online, you know like the Frost poem he picked. :rolleyes:
 

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one misty moisty moning,
when cloudy was the weather,
i chanced to see an old man,
clothed all in leather.

he began to compliment
and i began to grin
"how do ya do,
how do ya do,"
and "how do ya do" again

my math teacher in 9th grade made me memorize that.. strange lady :dodgy:
 
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