tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3407624264627208128.post4995386235497324657..comments2024-01-26T21:38:25.924-08:00Comments on Duane's PoeTree: Maria Egel writesDuanesPoeTreehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17053093400086634552noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3407624264627208128.post-63084994755329925102015-07-22T07:17:36.407-07:002015-07-22T07:17:36.407-07:00I love reading Maria's work. It is always haun...I love reading Maria's work. It is always hauntingly beautiful. Anyone who has ever suffered a seizure or lost a sense of reality and then returned to "normality" will immediately relate to this fine poem.SeoulDavehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12286804603881809619noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3407624264627208128.post-20990277745731100982015-07-20T06:55:49.809-07:002015-07-20T06:55:49.809-07:00Maria's poem is Maria's; it doesn't qu...Maria's poem is Maria's; it doesn't quite follow any ordinary form, though at first glance it seems to. So, obviously, it is not free verse because it is patterned. But it is not a sonnet -- it has too many lines before the ending couplet. The first quatrain is technically a "simple four-line" [dancing/BOOK/space/LOOK], The second stanza has five lines, so it is not a quatrain at all, but it has the same rhyming scheme as Robert Frost's "The Road Not Taken." The next two verses follow the pattern for another famous Robert Frost poem, "Fire and Ice," [MIND/spheres/WIND/AUTUMN/cares//trip/ANSWERS/curse/DANCERS] except it slyly employs a sight rhyme [mind/wind] and has "curse" in the place where there should be a rhyme for "trip" -- or, alternatively, ANSWERS/CURSE/DANCERS could be an off-rhyme triplet. And of course, the second line of the concluding couplet is truncated in half. As I said, it is Maria's own.<br /><br />For the sake of comparison I append the two Robert Frost poems alluded to. You should be able to see the similarities and differences.<br /><br />THE ROAD NOT TAKEN<br /><br />Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,<br />And sorry I could not travel both<br />And be one traveler, long I stood<br />And looked down one as far as I could<br />To where it bent in the undergrowth;<br /><br />Then took the other, as just as fair,<br />And having perhaps the better claim,<br />Because it was grassy and wanted wear;<br />Though as for that the passing there<br />Had worn them really about the same,<br /><br />And both that morning equally lay<br />In leaves no step had trodden black.<br />Oh, I kept the first for another day!<br />Yet knowing how way leads on to way,<br />I doubted if I should ever come back.<br /><br />I shall be telling this with a sigh<br />Somewhere ages and ages hence:<br />Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—<br />I took the one less traveled by,<br />And that has made all the difference.<br /><br />FIRE AND ICE<br /><br />Some say the world will end in fire,<br />Some say in ice.<br />From what I’ve tasted of desire<br />I hold with those who favor fire.<br />But if it had to perish twice,<br />I think I know enough of hate<br />To say that for destruction ice<br />Is also great<br />And would suffice.DuanesPoeTreehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17053093400086634552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3407624264627208128.post-82400082256763498252015-07-20T06:53:33.169-07:002015-07-20T06:53:33.169-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.DuanesPoeTreehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17053093400086634552noreply@blogger.com