Geoff Chaucer Reads Tom Eliot Poem by Michael Shepherd

Geoff Chaucer Reads Tom Eliot

Rating: 2.1


A clerke there was, one Tomas Elyot hight;
‘Stearns’ wasse hys middel name; I think him so;
His gowne a cutte severe, sterne, clericale.
Hie werkéd in a banke; but lyked it not;
Preferring farre to be a publysshere.
Hie telleth of another clerke hys love
(thow sadnesse more thanne love, methinks it were..)
J. Alfred Prufrock wasse thys clerkés name;
Hie lyved in melancholie fasshyion,
Of chepesyde inns and wasteland wyndowes fogged;
Hie wasse so timide and soe fulle of feare,
Hie lyved a narrowe lyfe of caushyonne,
Hie knewe no joye, methinks; hym thoghte hymselfe
But born to serve some lorde in defferrense..

This Elyot’s tale wasse shorte; I hoped itte so;
Methogte hysse lyfe but wasted wayle and woe.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM

and then he got buried in the parish of St Michael...... Excellent read M - expect nothynge lesse.... t x

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Scarlett Treat 18 September 2006

This is beyond awesome writing, bring back memories of the Hated Chaucer from school. How we struggled, with the footnote translations available! Where were those footnotes on this one? ? ? I needed them!

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Alison Cassidy 19 September 2006

Michael, this is masterful. Though light-hearted in spirit, the poem is cleverly and accurately structured and easily comprehensible. That is quite an achievement, even from one of your talent. You have demonstrated brilliantly the words 'Imitation is the springboard of creation' love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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Michael Shepherd 19 September 2006

Mark, I'm told that people learn primarily by one of three ways: precept, or instruction, or example (that's imitation, for some) . I learn a lot about poetry-writing by imitation. I learned more about Chaucer and his mind, by this harmless exercise, that I'd ever have guessed... the way that he used iambic pentameter 'blank verse' before Shakespeare, and differently; and that his poetic 'ear' still heard traditional Anglo-Saxon alliteration - which leads to a certain 'music' in the poetry whereby repetition of consonants or vowels produce echoes that strike the ear as almost half-rhymes - like the two lines around himself and deference. wow.

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Lamont Palmer 18 September 2006

Just caught this - great poem Michael; an interesting mixture of speculation and creativity. -LP

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Joseph Daly 18 September 2006

This is outstanding Michael. The imagination at work is mind-boggling. But what stands out most is a sheer craftsmanship and an incredible literary mind.

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Kelly Allen Vinal 18 September 2006

Not too many folks can evoke Old English and get away with it, but you do it masterfully here!

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