DDCPoetry

Poem Found Here:  "For a Poet" by Countee Cullen This poem has so many repeating lines.  The first two lines and the last lines repeat: "I have wrapped my dreams in a silken cloth, / And laid them away in a box of gold;"  Furthermore the repetition of the same rhyme of -th and -ld words hit hard and are jarring. For a poet, there's cynicism. This poem is not the passing of the torch -- those types of gift poems where the speaker writes it like a commencement speech.  Yes, the speaker's dreams are in silk and in a box, but note the separation of the dream into a beautiful containment -- the flow of -th.       Where long will cling the lips of the moth       I have wrapped my dreams in a silken cloth,       I hide no hate; I am not even wroth       Who found the earth's breath so keen and cold, The following two lines has a nature image of the "lips of the moth,"  but the moth doesn't serve as a beautiful...