Cento or Mosaic Patchwork team challenge, A newer form in Karnak Options

[Cleo_Serapis]

Hi all.

I just came across this poetic form from a few different sites and posted it in Karnak.  

I thought it might be FUN for us to try a JOINT poem together!

For those who love the 'snippet' and 10-word' challenges we offer in the ACROPOLIS forum - check this out at:
http://forums.mosaicmusings.net/cgi-bin....;t=4672


Cento:

From the Latin word for "patchwork," the cento is a poetic form made up of lines from poems by other poets. It is a poem that is simply "patched together".  It is also called by some, a mosaic poem.  

Though poets often 'borrow' lines or phrases from other writers and mix them in with their own (that would be Cleo's snippet challenge responses  ), a true cento is composed entirely of lines or phrases from other authors' works. Early examples can be found in the work of Homer and Virgil.

With lines from Charles Wright, Marie Ponsot, Emily Dickinson, Sylvia Plath, and Samuel Beckett, the staff of the Academy of American Poets composed the following as an example (as found on this web link):

"In the Kingdom of the Past, the Brown-Eyed Man is King
Brute. Spy. I trusted you. Now you reel & brawl.
After great pain, a formal feeling comes--
A vulturous boredom pinned me in this tree
Day after day, I become of less use to myself,
The hours after you are gone are so leaden."


A Cento/patchwork/mosaic poem can be rhymed or unrhymed.

It can be created with an emphasis on lines or phrases, or the lines/phrases might be chosen because they contain a focused concordance of a specific word.


An example:

Hope Over Doubt *

When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,
Still do the stars impart their light.
What is your substance, where of are you made?
Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife
To see the world in a grain of sand.

Say not the struggle naught availeth.
He that is down needs fear no fall.
All is best, though we oft doubt.
Go and catch a falling star.

Copyright  © 2001, William T. Delamar
Line:
1) "Sonnet ii" (William Shakespeare);  
2) "Falsehood" (William Cartwright);  
3) "Sonnet v" (William Shakespeare);  
4) "Answer" (Sir Walter Scott);  
5) "Augeries of Innocence" William Blake;  
6) "Say not the Struggle Naught (Arthur Hugh Clough);  
7) "The Shepherd Boy Sings in the Valley of Humiliation" (John Bunyan);  
8) "Samson Agonistes ii" (John Milton);  
9) "song" (John Donne)



OUR TASK HERE:




Would anyone be interested in creating a Mosaic compilation together?

ADD A LINE OR TWO AND CONTINUE OUR OWN POETIC OUTPUT:

GOOD LUCK!    

I'll start:

If a clod be washed away by the sea

1) For Whom The Bell Tolls by John Donne

[Cybele]

Hi Lori,  

This looks like fun. Here's my contribution:

If a clod be washed away by the sea

1) For Whom The Bell Tolls by John Donne

With no one to see. It's only oblivion, true:

The Old Fools (Philip Larkin)   so...


If a clod be washed away by the sea
With no one to see. It's only oblivion, true:

[Cleo_Serapis]

Hi Lori,  

This looks like fun. Here's my contribution:

If a clod be washed away by the sea

1) For Whom The Bell Tolls by John Donne

With no one to see. It's only oblivion, true:

2) The Old Fools (Philip Larkin)   so...


If a clod be washed away by the sea
With no one to see. It's only oblivion, true:

Hello Grace!

So glad you joined the MM quilting!  

OK - here I go for L3:

Pity the world, or else this glutton be,

3) Sonnet I: From Fairest Creatures We Desire Increase, William Shakespeare


So:

If a clod be washed away by the sea
With no one to see. It's only oblivion, true:
Pity the world, or else this glutton be,

[Arnfinn]

Hi all,


Line 4

A willow-bough, distilling odourous dew,

4) ENDYMION (book 11) S420: John Keats



If a clod be washed away by the sea
With no one to see. It's only oblivion, true:
Pity the world, or else this glutton be,
A willow-bough, distilling odourous dew,

[Cleo_Serapis]

Well done John!  :troy:

Now that we've established a rhyme scheme we must keep it going..

So far - we've got:

If a clod be washed away by the sea
With no one to see. It's only oblivion, true:
Pity the world, or else this glutton be,
A willow-bough, distilling odourous dew

1) For Whom The Bell Tolls by John Donne
2) The Old Fools (Philip Larkin)
3) Sonnet I: From Fairest Creatures We Desire Increase, William Shakespeare
4) ENDYMION (book 11) S420: John Keats

I'll look for another line....  :detective:

Cheers!
~Cleo  :dance:  :cheer:

[Cleo_Serapis]

OK...

Here's line 5:

In withered husks of some dead memory.

5) Desespoir by Oscar Wilde

So....

If a clod be washed away by the sea
With no one to see. It's only oblivion, true:
Pity the world, or else this glutton be,
A willow-bough, distilling odourous dew,
In withered husks of some dead memory.

1) For Whom The Bell Tolls by John Donne
2) The Old Fools (Philip Larkin)
3) Sonnet I: From Fairest Creatures We Desire Increase, William Shakespeare
4) ENDYMION (book 11) S420: John Keats
5) Desespoir by Oscar Wilde

[Cleo_Serapis]

Arnie, Grace .... shall we continue?

[Cybele]

Hi Lori, :pharoah2
Yes, by all means, just need a bit of time to search for something appropriate!

Back soon!  :read:

[Arnfinn]

Yep!

This poem is what I call different.


 :cool:  :cool:  :cool:


Someone else might take the plunge.


John.

[Cybele]

Last line of verse one

Why, having won her, do I woo?

so

If a clod be washed away by the sea
With no one to see. It's only oblivion, true:
Pity the world, or else this glutton be,
A willow-bough, distilling odourous dew,
In withered husks of some dead memory.
Why, having won her, do I woo?

1) For Whom The Bell Tolls by John Donne
2) The Old Fools (Philip Larkin)
3) Sonnet I: From Fairest Creatures We Desire Increase, William Shakespeare
4) ENDYMION (book 11) S420: John Keats
5) Desespoir by Oscar Wilde
6) The Married Lover by Coventry Patmore

[Cleo_Serapis]

Excellent Grace!

[Cleo_Serapis]

New Stanza:

The sky is changed to brass, the earth to sand;
-from The Poet's Calendar (July) by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

That makes our effort:

If a clod be washed away by the sea
With no one to see. It's only oblivion, true:
Pity the world, or else this glutton be,
A willow-bough, distilling odourous dew,
In withered husks of some dead memory.
Why, having won her, do I woo?

The sky is changed to brass, the earth to sand;


1) For Whom The Bell Tolls by John Donne
2) The Old Fools (Philip Larkin)
3) Sonnet I: From Fairest Creatures We Desire Increase, William Shakespeare
4) ENDYMION (book 11) S420: John Keats
5) Desespoir by Oscar Wilde
6) The Married Lover by Coventry Patmore
7) The Poet's Calendar (July) by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

[Cybele]

Line two, verse two..


But thy eternal summer shall not fade


Now we have..


If a clod be washed away by the sea
With no one to see. It's only oblivion, true:
Pity the world, or else this glutton be,
A willow-bough, distilling odorous dew,
In withered husks of some dead memory.
Why, having won her, do I woo?

The sky is changed to brass, the earth to sand;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade.



1) For Whom The Bell Tolls by John Donne
2) The Old Fools (Philip Larkin)
3) Sonnet I: From Fairest Creatures We Desire Increase, William
Shakespeare
4) ENDYMION (book 11) S420: John Keats
5) Desespoir by Oscar Wilde
6) The Married Lover by Coventry Patmore
7) The Poet's Calendar (July) by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
8) From Shakespeare’s Sonnet 18

[Cleo_Serapis]

UPDATE: IGNORE THIS REPLY PLEASE.... See next one instead...


Line three, verse two..

I hear an army charging upon the land,
from Hear an Army Charging Upon the Land by James Joyce



Now we have..

If a clod be washed away by the sea
With no one to see. It's only oblivion, true:
Pity the world, or else this glutton be,
A willow-bough, distilling odorous dew,
In withered husks of some dead memory.
Why, having won her, do I woo?

The sky is changed to brass, the earth to sand;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade.
I hear an army charging upon the land,


1) For Whom The Bell Tolls by John Donne
2) The Old Fools (Philip Larkin)
3) Sonnet I: From Fairest Creatures We Desire Increase, William
Shakespeare
4) ENDYMION (book 11) S420: John Keats
5) Desespoir by Oscar Wilde
6) The Married Lover by Coventry Patmore
7) The Poet's Calendar (July) by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
8) From Shakespeare’s Sonnet 18
9) Hear an Army Charging Upon the Land by James Joyce

[Arnfinn]

Aww

I was going to add sumthin else.

'And if I dreamed, I dreamed of that far land,'

W.F.Turner, The Search For The Nightingale.

Dont matter,


The new word is 'fade'

[Cleo_Serapis]

I like your line suggestion more Arnie   - so I'll edit it to read as:

Now we have..

If a clod be washed away by the sea
With no one to see. It's only oblivion, true:
Pity the world, or else this glutton be,
A willow-bough, distilling odorous dew,
In withered husks of some dead memory.
Why, having won her, do I woo?

The sky is changed to brass, the earth to sand;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade.
And if I dreamed, I dreamed of that far land,



1) For Whom The Bell Tolls by John Donne
2) The Old Fools (Philip Larkin)
3) Sonnet I: From Fairest Creatures We Desire Increase, William
Shakespeare
4) ENDYMION (book 11) S420: John Keats
5) Desespoir by Oscar Wilde
6) The Married Lover by Coventry Patmore
7) The Poet's Calendar (July) by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
8) From Shakespeare’s Sonnet 18
9) The Search For The Nightingale by W.F.Turner

[Cleo_Serapis]

and :(  at the same time!

[Cybele]

Fourth line second verse:

I meet my shadow in the deepening shade

Theodore Roethke ~ In a dark time

Now we have..

If a clod be washed away by the sea
With no one to see. It's only oblivion, true:
Pity the world, or else this glutton be,
A willow-bough, distilling odorous dew,
In withered husks of some dead memory.
Why, having won her, do I woo?

The sky is changed to brass, the earth to sand;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade.
And if I dreamed, I dreamed of that far land,
I meet my shadow in the deepening shade.


1) For Whom The Bell Tolls by John Donne
2) The Old Fools (Philip Larkin)
3) Sonnet I: From Fairest Creatures We Desire Increase, William
Shakespeare
4) ENDYMION (book 11) S420: John Keats
5) Desespoir by Oscar Wilde
6) The Married Lover by Coventry Patmore
7) The Poet's Calendar (July) by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
8) From Shakespeare’s Sonnet 18
9) The Search For The Nightingale by W.F.Turner
10)In a Dark Time by Theodore Roethke

[Cleo_Serapis]

Ahhh

This is so good you two!

[Cleo_Serapis]

Fifth line second verse:

The accuser of sins by my side doth stand,
from I Rose Up at the Dawn of Day by William Blake

Now we have..

If a clod be washed away by the sea
With no one to see. It's only oblivion, true:
Pity the world, or else this glutton be,
A willow-bough, distilling odorous dew,
In withered husks of some dead memory.
Why, having won her, do I woo?

The sky is changed to brass, the earth to sand;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade.
And if I dreamed, I dreamed of that far land,
I meet my shadow in the deepening shade.
The accuser of sins by my side doth stand,


1) For Whom The Bell Tolls by John Donne
2) The Old Fools (Philip Larkin)
3) Sonnet I: From Fairest Creatures We Desire Increase, William
    Shakespeare
4) ENDYMION (book 11) S420: John Keats
5) Desespoir by Oscar Wilde
6) The Married Lover by Coventry Patmore
7) The Poet's Calendar (July) by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
8) From Shakespeare’s Sonnet 18
9) The Search For The Nightingale by W.F.Turner
10) In a Dark Time by Theodore Roethke
11) I Rose Up at the Dawn of Day by William Blake