Tinker Posted May 24, 2009 Share Posted May 24, 2009 Explore the Craft of Writing Poetry American Verse is relatively new on the literary scene. America represents a break from its European ancestors and a new culture with new traditions. In the beginning American poetry was pretty much discounted by European standards as crude and uncultured. However by the 19th century American artists had taken their place among the worlds best. American poetry has come to be recognized as innovative and industrious. Longfellow, Dickinson, Whitman, Frost, ee cummings, William Carlos Williams and Langston Hughes are a very few of the noted poets that lead the way for American poetry. And recently with the advent of on line poetic communities, many invented forms have emerged from not so well known American poets. (Most of these invented forms appear in the Invented Forms forum but I include them below as a link.) Here is Walt Whitman, the quintessential American poet, mourning the death of his President, Abraham Lincoln.O Captain! My Captain by Walt Whitman 1819-1892 O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells; Rise up- for you the flag is flung- for you the bugle trills, For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths- for you the shores a-crowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the deck, You've fallen cold and dead. My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will, The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done, From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won; Exult O shores, and ring O bells! But I with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. Afflatus Amaranth American Sentence Amphion Analogue Arabesque Arkaham Ballad Baccresieze Bagarthach Verse Balance Blues Sonnet Blues Stanza Boutoniere Bragi Brevee Briolette Bryant Cadae Verse Cadence Cameo Canopus Catena Rondo Chained Sonnet Cinq Cinquain Cinq Tois Deca La Cinquino Circulet Côte Crapsey Cinquain Cromorna Cross Limerick Curtal Quatrain Cycle Cyclus Decanelle Decathlon Deten Diamante Dionol Dipodic Quatrain Dixdeux Double Chant Royal Double Cinquain Double Refrain Ballade Supreme Double Refrain Chant Royal Doublet Dream Song Dr Stella Duni Eintou Etheree Fialka Fibonacci or Fibb Fletcher Forget me Not Frieze Gardenia Haikuette Hautt Hourglass Infinite Gloss Johnn Joybell Kerf >Kwansaba Kyrielle Dialogue Kyrielle Hymn Lady Slipper Lanterne Latova Laurel Lavelle Left Handed Poem Logolilt Louise Lyra Chord Lyrelle LuVailean Sonnet Lyrelle Mad Calf Mad Cow Manardina Margeda Marianne Martian Poetry Medallion Metric Pyramid Minuette Nasher Couplet Neville Palette Paradelle Pendulum Pensee Quinnette Quintanelle Quintette Quintiles Rap Rengo Renkay Repete Ripple Echo Rosemary Russell Sacred Signia Saga San Hsien Sardine Scallop Seafonn Serena Sestennelle Seox Septanelle Sevenelle Shadorma Sheshire Short Heroic Sestet Sonnette Spenserian Quintilla Spine Poem Split Sestet Spoon River Verse Star Sevlin Stellar Stevenson Sweetbriar Swinburne Taylor Teddy Verse Termelay Terzanelle Trench Trenta Sei Trianglet Trilinea Trillium Triquain Trio Triversen Troisieme Tulip Veltanelle Vers de Societe Verso-Rhyme Vignette Violette Virelet Wavelet wheelbarrow Yeats Octave ZaniLa Rhyme Zany ZigZag Five Zanze Zenith ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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