Poetry

[National Kid]

Within my Understanding there does not Seem to be a Poetry Thread. This is Quite Unfortunate because I do enjoy Poetry. Although I am a Dilettante in relation to poetry and thus can not talk Extensively on the Subject I still wanted to make this Thread in the Hopes that my Knowledge may be Enriched by your Erudite posts.

Right now I am Memorizing Poetry by Percy Shelley. I like Reciting the Poems from memory with Bravado and Panache. I cannot Properly enjoy these works Unless I Iterate them myself, is this True for everybody or are some of you Satisfied by merely reading the words on the page?

I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal, these words appear:
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.”

[Verl]

I wish I could write well-loved poetry,
from which great praise could briskly flow to me,
but alas orcs shout: they call me "whitey",
their tongue much like the screams of sad banshee.
So then with disgust I turn heel and flee,
In the air my last words: "poo poo, pee pee."