Today, I submitted an assignment for my Introduction to Literature course. It is a poem, which I write using another poem, Lake Isle of Innesfree, as template.
The template:
I will arise and go now, and go to
Innisfree,
And a small cabin built there, of clay and
wattles made;
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for
the honey-bee,
And live alone in the bee-loud-glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace
comes
dropping slow
Dropping from the veils of the morning to
the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and a noon a
purple glow,
An evening full of the linner’s wings
I will arise and go now, for always night
and day
I hear the lake water lapping with low
sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on
pavements gray,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.
My poem:
I will arise and go now, and go to somewhere,
And alluring sky see there, the blue spotted white;
All my sorrow will I heal there, no scar stay,
And live happily in a hut surrounded by daisy.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace
comes
dropping slow
Dropping from waken up to the end of the day;
There midnight’s decorated stars, and a noon a white spot show,
An evening glimmered with fire-fly
I will arise and go now, for always night
and day
I hear the rustling of daisy when wind blows with care;
While I stand here, or anywhere under unpleasant sky,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.
