Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae’s poem is so iconic it needs no help from me. It was written as a rondeau, which means the rhyme scheme makes no sense after the first verse unless you know it’s a rondeau.
I did not know it was a rondeau and went about trying to help it. I thought purely as a literary exercise it might be interesting to write a variation on the original in a different poetical form in the spirit of … um… Mozart’s variations on, Ah vows dirai-je, maman (Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star).
- Cashew Cow
- A Modest Response
- I am Now a Song Writer and Producer
- That Grandfather’s Clause (A collaboration with RC2)
- Comes Benghazi (To the Tune of “Comes Love”)
- National Prayer Breakfast
- The Tempting of America
- Why Romney Won
- Obama Phone
- Judge Roberts Makes Me Yearn For the Jurisprudence of Harriet Mires