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Does anyone know of a good poem to recite for a competition?


Please tell me a poem that has been published and which I can recite in 3 minutes.
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10 Responses to “Does anyone know of a good poem to recite for a competition?”

  1. Datura Says:

    Check out these famous, amazing poets:

    W.B. Yeats
    E.E. Cummings
    Elizebeth Barret Browning.

    Don’t forget Shakespeare’s Sonnets. They’re short and sweet.

    Hmm, I also love Shel Silverstein even though he wrote a lot of children’s poetry. They were funny and intelligent.

  2. mcnallycarolann Says:

    anything from the prophet kahil gibran
    “your children”
    YOUR CHILDREN ARE NOT YOUR CHILDREN…
    THEY COME THROUGH YOU,
    BUT NOT FROM YOU.
    AND THOUGH THEY ARE WITH YOU
    YET THEY BELONG NOT TO YOU.
    YOU MAY GIVE THEM YOUR LOVE.
    BUT NOT YOUR THOUGHTS.
    FOR THEY HAVE THEIR OWN THOUGHTS.
    YOU MAY HOUSE THEIR BODIES.
    BUT NOT THEIR SOULS.
    FOR THEIR SOULS DWELL IN THE HOUSE OF
    TOMORROW WHICH YOU CAN NOT VISIT,
    NOT EVEN IN YOUR DREAMS.

  3. trivial Says:

    I’ll list my three favorite poems:

    “True Love” by Judith Viorst

    “Love twenty cents the first quarter mile: by Kenneth Fearing

    “The love song of J. Alfred Prufrock” by T.S. Elliot

  4. peaches an cream Says:

    “if u dont suceeded at first try again”

  5. johngreenink Says:

    I would suggest many of the poems by Marianne Moore (American poet of Brooklyn, NY). They have a highly visual and exotic descriptive structure. You can easily find her works in ‘The Collected Poems of Marianne Moore’ published by Penguin. Some particularly good examples for recitation would be:
    “The Steeplejack”
    “Camilia Sabina”
    “Virginia Britainia”
    “In the days of Prismatic Color”
    “Nine Nectarines”

    Her work, written primarily between the 1930’s – ’50’s, is amazingly exacting in its descriptions of the natural world, and depends more on the power of the senses than in more traditional poetic forms. I think your audience would be dazzled by her words.

  6. dougie boy Says:

    The Shooting of Dan McGrew by Robert Service

  7. Fadi Says:

    oh man, so many so many… what type are you after?

    my favourites…

    ” do not go gently in to that good night ” by dylan thomas

    and then again anything from pablo neruda…especially “tonight I can write the saddest lines” which you can crop to fit into 3 mins.

  8. Elizabeth Anne Says:

    Do Not go Gently Into The Night

  9. jULiE Says:

    STILL I RISE
    MAYA ANGELOU
    You may write me down in history
    With your bitter, twisted lies,
    You may trod me in the very dirt
    But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

    Does my sassiness upset you?
    Why are you beset with gloom?
    ‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
    Pumping in my living room.

    Just like moons and like suns,
    With the certainty of tides,
    Just like hopes springing high,
    Still I’ll rise.

    Did you want to see me broken?
    Bowed head and lowered eyes?
    Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
    Weakened by my soulful cries.

    Does my haughtiness offend you?
    Don’t you take it awful hard
    ‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
    Diggin’ in my own back yard.

    You may shoot me with your words,
    You may cut me with your eyes,
    You may kill me with your hatefulness,
    But still, like air, I’ll rise.

    Does my sexiness upset you?
    Does it come as a surprise
    That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
    At the meeting of my thighs?
    Out of the huts of history’s shame – I rise
    Up from a past that’s rooted in pain – I rise
    I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
    Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

    Leaving behind nights of terror and fear – I rise
    Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear – I rise
    Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
    I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
    I rise
    I rise
    I rise.

  10. renascence123 Says:

    anything by Edna St. Vincent Millay
    The Lady of Shalott by Alfred Lord Tennyson

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