To enter, all you need to do is comment on this post sharing what your favourite poem is and why (making sure that I know how to contact you if you win). The giveaway is international and will run until 1st December 2010.
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don't enter me in the giveaway - I've already pre-ordered my copy!
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-Danna
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I would LOVE to enter! I cannot WAIT to read "Matched"! I read an excerpt and nearly passed out from wanting to know what happened next. XD
Any chance we can give a quote instead of a poem? I'm not really a poetry kinda gal, but I'm full of quotes!! Just in case, I'll give one of each. :)
Favorite quote (kinda morbid, actually): "A sense of duty is useful in work, but offensive in personal relations. People wish to be liked, not endured with patient resignation." - Bertrand Russell
Favorite poem:
"If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain."
-Emily Dickinson
Thanks for the giveaway! ^_^
-Amelia
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Hugs & huge congrats on achieving 150 followers!!! Please count me in for your fun giveaway and many thanx :D
My favorite poem is from ages ago, called The Little Orphan Annie poem by James Whitcomb.
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My favourite poem is 'I Love A Sunburnt Country' by Dorothea MacKellar. I love this poem because it's about Australia and everything she missed about it when she moved back to England. It describes the Australian landscape in great detail, too.
-Elzar
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Thank you for the giveaway and making it international :)
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My favourite poem would have to be Preludes by T.S. Eliot. It was one of the first poems I've studied in school and served as the prelude to me falling in love with poetry from that point on. Also, there are some recognisable lines within the poem that can be found in Andrew Lloyd Webber's Memory (from the Musical Cats) which was basically adapted from Eliot's works. And Memory, as it is, happens to be my one of my favourite songs.
Mostly, I love this poem because it captures and expresses the emotional exhaustion of the disillusioned and lonely souls living lonely lives in an essentially sordid and decadent culture.
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My favourite poem is the following:
have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don't search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer. Perhaps you do carry within you the possibility of creating and forming, as an especially blessed and pure way of living; train your for that - but take whatever comes, with great trust, and as long as it comes out of your will, out of some need of your innermost self, then take it upon yourself, and don't hate anything.
It's from Rilke and I like it because it give deep insights on life, on how we should live...I find it suits me and when I'm a bit confused or tired or I don't know what to do with my life I read it and it makes me feel better.
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My favourite poem is 'Daffodils' or 'I wandered lonely as a cloud...' by Wordsworth. It's such a beautiful, vivid poem yet it's about more serious topics like individuality and marginalisation.
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
and twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretched in never-ending line
along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
in such a jocund company:
I gazed - and gazed - but little thought
what wealth the show to me had brought.
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Oh, I love Moonlight by Vita Sackville-West, I just like the rhythm, and it's realistic...somehow...to me. Here's a little bit:
What time the meanest brick and stone
Take on a beauty not their own,
And past the flaw of builded wood
Shines the intention whole and good,
And all the little homes of man
Rise to a dimmer, nobler span;
When colour's absence gives escape
To the deeper spirit of the shape...
:)
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My favorite poem is in Slovak language by Slovak writer and poet Maria Razusova - Martakova and it's called Ranena Breza (Injured Birch). It's a sad poem about the birch which was slowly dying because children cut into her bark and they eventualy hit her heart. It's the poem of my childhood and I'm glad for this giveaway because it gave me an oportunity to remember :)
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I’ve held others before,
But it was never like this,
Where my body inhales you
And quivers with bliss,
Where my senses are reeling
From the strength of desire,
And if I can’t have you soon,
I’ll be consumed by the fire.
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My favourite poem is "Porque son niña tus ojos" by Becquer in English it would be "Because of your eyes, girl"
I don't know, I just like it because at the beginning it seems that the poet felt only fatherly love but as the poem progresses, that love seems to be evolving and changing becoming something else.
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My favorite poem is Canis Major by Robert Frost. It is just such a beautiful and inspiring poem to me, especially since I consider myself a bit of an underdog too.
~Briana
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