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. Liking that last four lines especially.


  2. 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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    1. I’ll take another look at that belched line. Thanks for the input.


      1. No. Don’t change it. I, personally, don’t like the word but it might be perfect for others. Your poem is really good.


        1. I’m already working on it, so we’ll see what comes of it.


          1. Okay. Can’t wait to read it.


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