Semi-Cento: Poetry

Semi-Cento

Poetry

They say poetry
went out with troubadours,
That minstrels rhymes
means nothing to modern ears.
Yet, “Who can Stand”
before Blake’s “Lullaby”?
Would you say that Poe’s
“Raven”‘s: “never-more”
leaves our hearts indifferent?
Are we never to walk
“in a yellow wood”
and upon meeting
“the roads diverged”
not think of Frost?
Is all poetic sentiment then lost?
Then read the plaque,
Like Dante did,
For here we are
At those infernal gates:
“among the lost souls”
and we might say,
“Abandon all hope all ye that enter!”

n.b. of course we have our troubadours and though people may not think they like poetry, each and every day they listen to it through their music.

OctPoWriMo 2013: Day 10