Memoir (Cento)
Your hands touched
everything. Will you
be a fountain
or a sea?
A woman sleeps next to me
on the earth. Now
nothing else keeps my eyes
in the cloud.
Each rock is news.
* * *
A cento is composed of lines from poems by other
poets. This cento originated from pieces in:
77 Poems, Alberto de Lacerda
Because the Sea is Black, Blaga Dimitrova
Body Rags, Galway Kinnell
Song of the Simple Truth, Julia de Burgos
Love Poems, Anne Sexton
For further information and examples of the form, you might peruse the Academy of American Poets site: http://www.poets.org/poetsorg/text/poetic-form-cento
This last appeared on the blog in May 2016.
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Lovely
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Thanks very much.
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Welcome
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Enjoyed the piece very much.
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I’m so pleased you did. Thank you.
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This is really a nice piece and well composed. Thank you very much for sharing!
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You’re very kind. Thank you.
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I do some cut-up poetry once a month at Verstype.com. Have you ever been there?
I might try writing a cento from your lines
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I’ve never been there. Will have to “take a trip.”
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Would you be okay with me ‘borrowing’ five of your lines?
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Of course. I would be honored!
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