Saturday, April 30, 2022

Day 30. Praise - Cento

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting 

To feel that waking is another sleep  

Blind go the days, but joy will see

Where the white gleam of our bright star is cast.

Now, in a breath, before we, too, grow old,

Take your practiced powers and stretch them out.  

We'll drown all hours: thy song, while hours are toll'd,       


Won't you celebrate with me?   

Lift every voice and sing                  

Praise for the height and depth

Spend all you have for loveliness,

Here, poem meets prayer.


Poets:

William Wordsworth

Jorge Luis Borges

Muriel Rukeyser

James Weldon Johnson

Alfred Noyes

Rainer Maria Rilke

Dane Gabriele Rosetti

Lucille Clifton

James Weldon Johnson

Marge Piercy

Sara Teasdale Nikki Grimes


Prompt:  Write a cento - a poem that is made up of lines taken from other poems.

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Day 30. Praise - Cento

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting  To feel that waking is another sleep   Blind go the days, but joy will see Wh...