Friday, September 10, 2010

Dallas does...poetry!

So after being incredibly embarrassed to have this read aloud to the hipsters of my English lyric poetry class, I've come to terms with the fact that if poetry is not shared, it just becomes a creepy Emily Dickinson-esque mess of scribblings. So anyway, here is my imitation of a Robert Herrick poem that I had to write for class. I received an A for my efforts and hugely pink cheeks from the blushing that ensued when the professor felt the need to share his enjoyment of my love descriptions.

The Original: Delight in Disorder by Robert Herrick

A sweet disorder in the dress
Kindles in clothes a wantonness :
A lawn about the shoulders thrown
Into a fine distraction :
An erring lace which here and there
Enthralls the crimson stomacher :
A cuff neglectful, and thereby
Ribbons to flow confusedly :
A winning wave (deserving note)
In the tempestuous petticoat :
A careless shoe-string, in whose tie
I see a wild civility :
Do more bewitch me than when art
Is too precise in every part.

The Imitation: Savor the Subtlety by Kelsey Dallas

A shy enchanter of this land
Remains in acts a gentleman.
A grace in all his actions shown
Is not a false creatiòn.
A special smile, shared soft and sweet,
Played ‘cross his lips when e’er we meet;
A kind demeanor that relays
Inner belief in charity.
A flirting hint, a careful note,
For my enjoyment often wrote;
A newfound friendship, in its form
I find a love that could grow warm.
Do more to earn my heart than when
A boldness guides the acts of men.

And no, I do not claim to have written this poem for or about any young gentleman. All blushing aside, I stand by the fact that just having an idealized version of love in my mind makes me capable of writing whatever I'd like about a similar voice to poets who truly were in a deep and abiding love relationship with another.
So I hope you enjoyed this departure from my normal ramblings. If you'll allow it, I'll put quotes in from some of my favorite poems from time to time. I am loving the romanticism of the John Donne's of the world!

Today's thought of the day from my favorite CAB Comedian of the year, Mike E. Winfield:
"Don't steal the cake mix if you ain't got the bowl."

Peace, love and poetry,

1 comment:

  1. I immensely enjoyed both your imitation and the original! I'm really glad I'm able to read yours and that you posted them here. You may be convincing me against my argument that everyone is a 'writer.' This being any sort of standard, I certainly only rarely live up to such an expectation and I've equitably considered myself to be an interested and mildly capable amateur compared to most. Thank you for the poem, its subtleties are rich and well worth savoring!

    "Don't steal the cake mix if you ain't stole the bowl!" Hahaha.