An Interwoven Cento Poem


A Cento Poem with Lines Interwoven from Song of Myself (1892 version) BY WALT WHITMAN and Baudelaire BY DELMORE SCHWARTZ

Eddies of Wind

When I fall asleep, and even during sleep,
The sound of the belch’d words of my
I hear, quite distinctly, voices
speaking of the beginning or the end.
Whole phrases. From childhood.
Houses and rooms full of perfumes,
and for the first time in my long life,
I am almost happy.Almost.
And when night comes to eddies of wind,
I breathe the fragrance myself, and know it –

the same resolution, the same weakness.
I sniff of hay in the barn, and a few light kisses,
and I shall write a history of my heart.



©️ Misky 2020 4b and Miz Quickly a cento poem using lines from two other poems. Italicised lines are from Song of Myself, and normal are from Baudelaire. The image belongs to Cecilia at The Kitchen’s Garden

6 responses to “An Interwoven Cento Poem”

  1. I like what you did here and how you had some lines that contained both voices. The word ‘belch’d’ of Whitman’s I’ve never liked. It adds a coarseness which is fine when you need that mood but I’m not sure I like it in your poem.
    AND, I agree with Barbara about those last lines. Gorgeous

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