Merry National Poetry Month, everybody! To honor this most festive of festivals of a literary form, we're holding a contest. Below, you see the silhouettes of eight dear, departed poets. Below each silhouette is a piece of their poesy. Below all of these things, there is a link. Follow said link to a page on our website whereon you will be given little boxes in which to identify each poet, #1 - #8. Do so.
Correctly identify all eight, and you will be entered in a drawing for some fabulous, poetry-related prizes!
(By the bye, all these lovely poet silhouettes were made by our used book buyer, Brad. Aren't they amazing? They're even better in person.)
(Oh, and by "used book buyer," I mean the guy who buys used books for us. Brad is not used.)
#1
"Be not the first by whom the new are tried
Nor yet the last to lay aside."
__________
#2
"How can I live with this burden?
And yet they call her The Muse."
___________
#3
"Jane, Jane
Tall as a crane,
The morning light creaks down again!"
____________
#4
"'Tis the white stag, Fame, we're a'hunting
Bid the world's hounds come to horn!"
____________
#5
"Let us have wine and women, mirth and laughter,
Sermons and soda-water the day after."
__________
#6
"Out of the ash
I rise with my red hair
And I eat men like air."
__________
#7
"Do I contradict myself,
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)"
__________
#8
"You shall love your crooked neighbour
With your crooked heart."
__________
Here's the link. Away you go!
I got a couple of these (Byron, Whitman) and was close (I had Dryden for Pope, for some reason, and thought it was Ted Hughes instead of Auden).
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, the silhouettes are great.
Thank you for the compliment. Maybe more in 2009.
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