Monday, March 31, 2014
Imagine the summer of Lansing,
when trees wear pure green,
and sky is blue and clean:
White clouds hang high,
Wild geese sail far and wide,
Dry mood, evergreen Woods,
Swimming pool, gardening tools,
School free days,
Lazy hot bays;
Watermelon, cube and figure sizes,
Card games, majong prizes,
Dozens of snapshots on tomato and eggplants,
Not to forget about t-shirts and short pants,
I don't mind a spicy dish of red pepper with soy beans Jiang
as the mixture of hunger and anxiety begin to be worn...
Text messages on cell phone?
Fruitful promises and freshly picked sugar cone?
Thursday, March 13, 2014
Rhymed pairs of iambic pentameter lines form the heroic couplet. Two masters of the form are Alexander Pope and John Dryden. The form has proven especially suited to conveying wit and sardonic humor, as in the opening of Pope's An Essay on Criticism.
- ’Tis hard to say, if greater want of skill
- Appear in writing or in judging ill;
- But, of the two, less dang’rous is th’ offence,
- To tire our patience, than mislead our sense.
- Some few in that, but numbers err in this,
- Ten censure wrong for one who writes amiss;
- A fool might once himself alone expose,