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I suppose it is all in my context here, Doug. The poem is in their
Oral English text book as a poem to recite - and they treat it as a
'modern' poem (compared to Li Bai & Du Fu). When I bring out my own or
Tranter or Adamson, without even trying LanPo on them, they are
mystified why I call it poetry. So if I can get a hook, like a rap
version of Wordsworth's old hit, then it is a great tool to open them
up a little. Hopefully. I'll report back at the end of next week ...

DJ Andre

On 13/04/07, Douglas Barbour <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> I'm more of a curmudgeon (or old fart) about this than Andrew, I must
> confess:, so I don't find it brilliant. on the page, the new version
> sucks, even more than the original; but listening to it, if I cared for
> rap, I might find it mildly fun.... as it is, I kinda enjoyed it, the
> accent especially....
>
> (now I wish Ernst Jandl's 'German' version was on line [it's not on
> ubuweb]).
>
> Doug
>
> On 13-Apr-07, at 6:41 AM, Roger Day wrote:
>
> > http://books.guardian.co.uk/news/articles/0,,2054283,00.html
> >
> > The original:
> >
> > I wandered lonely as a cloud
> > That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
> > When all at once I saw a crowd,
> > A host, of golden daffodils;
> > Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
> > Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
> >
> > The rap:
> >
> > I wandered lonely along as if I was a cloud
> > That floats on high over vales and hills
> > When all at once I looked down and saw a crowd
> > And in my path there was a host of golden daffodils
> > so Check it!
> > The kind of sight that puts your mind at ease
> > I saw beside the lake and beneath the trees ...
> >
> > --
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> > "Patriotism is a virtue of the vicious." Oscar Wilde
> >
> >
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>
> lipsynching awe all the way to the grave of the unknown onus:
> memory stutter; one smidgen, one scantling of thank.
>
>                Dennis Lee
>


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