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    I love dark humorous limericks, and Edward Gorey is pretty much the king.




    Possibly not everyone's cup of tea, but I love them.

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    Nice thread! I deeply appreciate all Literature so I'll join in:

    I Sing the Body Electric by Walt Whitman


    Full here: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/174740 (It is very long)

    Why I like it: Whitman describes the importance of the human body and how it connects people to one another. Also like that it is a free verse. And guilty as charged, it reminds me of one of my favorite singers who uses his poem in one of her songs.

    Favorite line: That of the male is perfect, and that of the female is perfect.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Empress View Post
    I love dark humorous limericks, and Edward Gorey is pretty much the king.

    http://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/phot...41._SY540_.png
    http://40.media.tumblr.com/9c97a0ef1...vn29o4_500.jpg

    Possibly not everyone's cup of tea, but I love them.

    Nothing wrong with dark humour. I really liked the first one and I’ll definitely go check out more by the author, a quick search led me to this

    Poem: The Gashlycrumb Tinies
    Full here: http://www.brainpickings.org/2011/01/19/edward-gorey-the-gashlycrumb-tinies/

    Favourite line:


    Why I like it: If you get past the dark humour, there’s a lot for children (and grownups) to learn from these


    Quote Originally Posted by A-Breck View Post
    Nice thread! I deeply appreciate all Literature so I'll join in:

    I Sing the Body Electric by Walt Whitman


    Full here: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/174740 (It is very long)

    Why I like it: Whitman describes the importance of the human body and how it connects people to one another. Also like that it is a free verse. And guilty as charged, it reminds me of one of my favorite singers who uses his poem in one of her songs.

    Favorite line: That of the male is perfect, and that of the female is perfect.
    It really is long, I’ll read it fully when I have more time but I like your favourite line. What’s the song btw?

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    Quote Originally Posted by cupsofmarmalade View Post
    Nothing wrong with dark humour. I really liked the first one and I’ll definitely go check out more by the author, a quick search led me to this

    Poem: The Gashlycrumb Tinies
    Full here: http://www.brainpickings.org/2011/01/19/edward-gorey-the-gashlycrumb-tinies/

    Favourite line: http://www.brainpickings.org/wp-cont...hlycrumb20.jpg


    Why I like it: If you get past the dark humour, there’s a lot for children (and grownups) to learn from these




    It really is long, I’ll read it fully when I have more time but I like your favourite line. What’s the song btw?
    Body Electric by Lana Del Rey

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    No, Love is Not Dead by Robert Desnos

    No, love is not dead in this heart these eyes and this mouth
    that announced the start of its own funeral.
    Listen, I’ve had enough of the picturesque, the colorful
    and the charming.
    I love love, its tenderness and cruelty.
    My love has only one name, one form.
    Everything disappears. All mouths cling to that one.
    My love has just one name, one form.
    And if someday you remember
    O you, form and name of my love,
    One day on the ocean between America and Europe,
    At the hour when the last ray of light sparkles
    on the undulating surface of the waves, or else a stormy night
    beneath a tree in the countryside or in a speeding car,
    A spring morning on the boulevard Malesherbes,
    A rainy day,
    Just before going to bed at dawn,
    Tell yourself-I order your familiar spirit-that
    I alone loved you more and it’s a shame
    you didn’t know it.
    Tell yourself there’s no need to regret: Ronsard
    and Baudelaire before me sang the sorrows
    of women old or dead who scorned the purest love.
    When you are dead
    You will still be lovely and desirable.
    I’ll be dead already, completely enclosed in your immortal body,
    in your astounding image forever there among the endless marvels
    of life and eternity, but if I’m alive,
    The sound of your voice, your radiant looks,
    Your smell the smell of your hair and many other things
    will live on inside me.
    In me and I’m not Ronsard or Baudelaire

    I’m Robert Desnos who, because I knew
    and loved you,
    Is as good as they are.
    I’m Robert Desnos who wants to be remembered
    On this vile earth for nothing but his love of you.

    A la mysterieuse


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    @A-Breck I finally read ‘I Sing the Body Electric' by Walt Whitman (ten years later I know). I’ll be honest and say that overall I didn’t quite enjoy it, but that’s only because I don’t tend to like poems that are written in first person. I’m not sure why, maybe it’s because they give me the impression of self-indulgent rambling on the writers part. Does anyone else have this issue? @Sassenach I noticed that you also cite Walt Whitman and one of your favourite poets.


    My favourite part of the poem was:

    The armies of those I love engirth me and I engirth them,
    They will not let me off till I go with them, respond to them,
    And discorrupt them, and charge them full with the charge of the soul.

    Actually, now that I think about it, one of my favourite poems ‘After Apple-Picking’ by Robert Frost is written in first person and I also love ‘The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock’ by T.S. Elliot and ‘Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening’ by Robert Frost which are also in first person. So I guess it’s more to do with whether or not the poem as a “story” running through it that you can disentangle yourself as opposed to it being (or seeming like) an essay of thoughts.

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    How Do I Love Thee by Elizabeth Barrett Browning


    How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
    I love thee to the depth and breath and height
    My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
    For the ends of being and ideal grace.
    I love thee to the level of every day's
    Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
    I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
    I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
    I love thee with the passion put to use
    In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
    I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
    With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
    Smiles, tears, of all my life; and if God choose,
    I shall but love thee better after death.




    Self-Pity by D H Lawrence

    I never saw a wild thing
    sorry for itself.
    A small bird will drop frozen from a bough
    without ever having felt sorry for itself.




    This one is my "gateway" poem so its near and dear to my heart, lol


    10 Things I hate About You (from the movie with the same title)


    I hate the way you talk to me
    And the way you cut your hair
    I hate the way you drive my car
    I hate it when you stare

    I hate your big dumb combat boots
    And the way you read my mind
    I hate you so much it makes me sick
    It even makes me rhyme

    I hate the way you're always right
    I hate it when you lie
    I hate it when you make me laugh
    Even worse when you make me cry

    I hate it when you're not around
    And the fact that you didn't call
    But mostly i hate the way i don't hate you
    Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

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