Whose woods these are I think I know,
Which is why I think I better go.
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
All I can say is you’re hotter than May.
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Scream and cry and beg for light.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
One for the nights. Two for the days.
Because I could not stop for Death—
He sent a snake to steal my breath.
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Beastly creatures sat beside me, hissed my verse, and left me teary.
I ask them to take a poem,
Ball ‘em up and throw ‘em.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master—
All you have to do is race someone faster.
Earlier this week J. Patrick Lewis posted a poetry challenge on David Harrison’s blog. The challenge was to write a “tailgater,” a couplet that begins with the first line of a famous poem and ends with an original second line, in the same meter, which puts a quick end to the poem. The form would appear to take its name from the metaphorical slamming of the back gate of the pick-up truck before any more words can get in. A number of us found the challenge both fun and addictive.
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