This has no name to name it by (Cento*)


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This has no name to name it by 


Turn home, the sun goes down

I walk, I lift up, I lift up heart, eyes

I summoned heart to speak my wish


A little bit of heaven fell

from out the sky

where the air is clear as crystal, and the white

stars fairly blaze

at midnight in the cold and frosty sky


O look at all the fire-folk sitting in the air!

I kiss my hand

to the stars, lovely-asunder


Now emphasize with hand and eyes

life’s magic in your mind

and when you’ve done and  you’ve finished your work

the sun comes up and walks the sky

This is why I sojourn here



©  Raili Tanska

* A cento is composed of lines borrowed from other poets

I recently came across a beautiful cento poem by Robert Okaji from  O at the Edges . It inspired me to try my hand at creating one myself. This is it. My Cento, including the title,  is created from works by Judith Wright, Gerard Manly Hopkins, Robert McGough, Henry Lawson, Andrew Barton Paterson, Don Cormack,  a poem related by Manooka and one anonymous.

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6 thoughts on “This has no name to name it by (Cento*)

    1. Thanks 🙂 Some of the poems I used seemingly had no connection to the one I ended up with, but it just all came together so beautifully. One line even came from a poem someone I knew penned for the hell of it decades ago and for some reason I still had it. I had so much fun putting this together. O on the Edges had this link in his comments about Cento
      Have fun !

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