CORRECT Answers
"Something for your poetry, no? Some of the ears on the floor caught this scrap of his voice.
Some of the ears on the floor were pressed to the ground"
"What you have heard is true. I was in his house." - CORRECT ANSWER The Colonel by
Carolyn Forche
"He walked back to his own cabin through the pines, and in the morning he found a small blue
bowl on the porch outside his door." - CORRECT ANSWER A Story about the Body by
Robert Hass
"I saw the lie I once had rise from me like a tiny balloon. In the distance, the Dome. Bright.
White as a burning eye. It had the permanency of a mountain- Ararat, where Noah landed. My
God, I whispered. The radio said there is no god." - CORRECT ANSWER No Ararat by
Rickey Laurentiis
"A poem should be palpable and mute... A poem should be worthless... A poem should be
motionless in time."
"A poem should not mean but be" - CORRECT ANSWER Ars Poetica by Archibald
MacLeish
"His art is eccentricity... his passion how to about the obvious... Not to, yet still, to
communicate/Making the batter understand too late" - CORRECT ANSWER The Pitcher
by Robert Francis
"Words of a poem should be glass/ but glass so simple-subtle its shape is nothing but the shape
of what it holds" - CORRECT ANSWER Glass by Robert Francis
"Of Chambers as the Cedars -
, Impregnable of eye -
And for an everlasting Roof
The Gambrels of the Sky -" - CORRECT ANSWER I Dwell in Possibility by Emily
Dickinson
"Futile - the winds -
To a Heart in port -
Done with the Compass -
Done with the Chart!" - CORRECT ANSWER Wild Nights- Wild Nights! by Emily
Dickinson
"Much Madness is divinest Sense -
To a discerning Eye -
Much Sense - the starkest Madness -
'Tis the Majority
In this, as all, prevail -
Assent - and you are sane -
Demur - you're straightway dangerous -
And handled with a Chain -" - CORRECT ANSWER Much Madness is divinest Sense by
Emily Dickinson
"We slowly drove - He knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility -"
"Since then-'tis centuries- and yet
feels shorter than the day
I first surmised the Horses' heads