Marcus here. It’s been a long and busy week. Time to slow things down a bit with some poetry. Last week, L. L. Barkat asked people to consider, “What is poetry?”
This is a completely appropriate question because it is (drum roll)
N A T I O N A L P O E T R Y M O N T H !
Let’s think about definitions for just a minute, shall we? In 1798, Wordsworth and Coleridge said poetry “emotion recollected in tranquility.” That’s a pretty Romantic definition, but I like it. I also like what Sir Phillip Sidney said two centuries earlier. He said the purpose of poetry (or any great writing) is to teach and delight. Emily Dickinson said poetry was a chance to “tell all the truth but tell it slant.” Macbeth (and Shakespeare) warned that poetry could be chaos in the wrong hands, “a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.” OK, Macbeth was really talking about all of life, but it applies to poetry. In Paracelsus, Robert Browning said, “God is the perfect poet, / Who in his person acts his own creations.” Yeah.
Then there is my man, Gerard Manley Hopkins. This paragraph may be a bit academic, but I’m sharing it anyway. Just over 100 years ago, Hopkins wrote, “…design, pattern, or what I am in the habit of calling inscape is what I above all aim at in poetry. Now it is the virtue of design, pattern, or inscape to be distinctive and it is the vice of distinctiveness to become queer.” I could definitely agree with Hopkins that, “No doubt my poetry errs on the side of oddness.” But then, I preordered Pride and Prejudice and Zombies. (Shipped yesterday! Whoo hoo!)
With poetry—or any kind of meditation and reflection—we get a chance to examine our life and our work. Does it signify something? Does it point in the right direction? Or are we just another voice in the void, increasing the gap between signal and noise, spreading the zombie disease of mindlessness, promoting ourselves without listening to anyone else?
When the noise and self-obsession and mindlessness gets too loud, we should remember what Laure said this week at uncommon ordinary. She’s got the featured poem this week:
once upon a time
a present wonder
disarmed you like that
moment you first heard
the language of flowers.
We talk about poetry because the form is inherently disarming. We need to be disarmed. The workplace is hostile enough. Life isn’t war. And communities aren’t platoons.
Quite the opposite, community is shared vulnerability. Online community, like any community, depends on two-way communication. These poetry Fridays are just one tool we use to provide some structure to the way we listen to each other around here.
You know the easiest way to listen online, right? Leave comments.
In fact, I have a question for you to celebrate National Poetry Month. Two questions I ask anyone who calls themselves a poet:
Who is your favorite poet? What was the last book (or journal or ezine) of poetry that you read?
Poetry stuff around the network:
- Liar by The Unknown Contributor
- culmination amina by Eric of Journey of Words
- just read the whole week of poetry that Laure posted at uncommon ordinary
- Being Poetry by Ann Voskamp at holy experience
- Galaxies dance by JoAnn of The Heavens Declare
- Spring Snow by Erica Hale of These Three Remain
- poein by nAncY of nancnote
- a whole list of great poems at Seedlings in Stone
- a list of my favorite poets at GoodWordEditing.com
- speedometer by Monica at MyBigThree
- Await the Now by Joelle of Alivening
- John Goode’s My God on video at Waynes’ deepwaterwalk.com
- Ars Poetica #100: I Believe by Elizabeth Alexander, reprinted by LaurieLH
- To Dorothy by Marvin Bell, reprinted by Steve McCoy at Reformissionary
- My Dark Night Horses by bkmackenzie of Soul Intention
- John Donne at Michael’s In-Formatio
- Life is Poetry by Laura of The Wellblog
- What is poetry? by L. L. Barkat of Seedlings in Stone
- Introduction to Poetry by Billy Collins (not really part of our network, but a MUST READ)
- It is Done by Yvette Massey of A Journey Through His Garden
- friend of the network The Kindlings Muse Podcast is talking about the poetry of Bob Dylan and Sufjan Stevens.
- Awakening to Silence by Cindy Hanson of cindyhan111
- Sarah’s In tenderness…
- OK, these lists are getting long. I might have to pick my top three next week or something.
- Special Thanks to Roger B. who took the image of the Hopkins quote outside the Scottish Parliament building, Edinburgh. Here is the original picture by Roger B.
- ALSO, next week’s poetry prompt from L. L. Barkat: Let’s try If words were… [choose an object: chocolate, soda cans, envelopes, a pillow, whatever!]. What would you do to or with the words? Or what would they do to you or someone else? Give us sights, sounds, fragrance, textures, tastes. Post your offering by Thursday evening, April 9, for possible feature and definite links here at HighCallingBlogs.com. Drop L.L. a comment and your link URL at this post.
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- Wet and Wildness (Roger B.’s original image of the Hopkins inscription)
- Note from Marcus: If you register with Zemanta, we can start getting more network posts to show up here by adding each other’s posts at the bottom. It’s a crowd sourcing thing.
And don’t forget, we want to know (in the comments below):
Who is your favorite poet? and/or What was the last book (or journal or ezine) of poetry that you read?
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Favorite poet. Hmmm… can’t pick. But I’m newly enjoying Mary Karr. And hers is the last book of poetry I read (Sinners Welcome).
And I like the Hopkins sentiment about “inscape”. Oh, but then there’s Dickinson telling things slant! (I cannot choose. Too much to love here.)
L.L., Mary Karr is very interesting. I’ve not read her “post conversion” work though. I met her once in Austin, and she was quite the fun, spunky lady!
I’m currently reading The Ordering of Love by Madeleine L’Engle and loving it. I’ve loved the bits of poetry scattered throughout her writing but a collection of sorts is nice and handy. Robert Frost never fails to delight either.
Dianne, Madeleine L’Engle was a long time friend of Laity Lodge (one of our partner ministries to HighCallingBlogs.com). For many years, she went out to the Frio Canyon every summer to write. She is great.
Marcus…
and sometimes poetry is euphemism. : )
I love Madeleine L’Engle! My son is a huge fan, too. Neat to know her connection to Laity Lodge and HCB!
I couldn’t pick a favorite poem or poet…it changes from day to day and moment to moment. I suppose I’d have to say it was David, because there seems to be a Psalm for every day *and* every moment! But I also like Angelou and Dickenson and Frost and…and…
marcus,
thank you so much for featuring the poem.
where many are painfully unconscious and disconnected from their interiors and self-protected at the same time, poetry can be a safe mediator in the disarmament and awakening process.
if i may, i’d like to add the definition of poetry that speaks most truly and purely to me …
“poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.” – Carl Sandburg
as to favorite poet … i really cannot say i have one favorite. I am currently situated in the beginning pages of, “The Making of a Poem … A Norton Anthology of Poetic Forms,” by Mark Strand and Eavan Boland.
my thanks to you and l.l. for not only providing a place for poetry at the table in this wonderful community, but a place of honor.
went ahead with GoPoem for Poetry Month.
check it out at
http://weavingthehours.blogspot.com/2009/04/5-oclock-afternon-hour.html
anyone can play …
Hmmm ~ hope this doesn’t show up twice… I submitted a comment and it went into some black hole somewhere?!
Missed the challenge again! Sure appreciate everyone else’s though
My favorite poet is Henry Vaughn (1622-1695), his The Retreat is what hooked me!
Last works read (reading) is The Penguin Book of Hebrew Verse… yum-my!
Blessings all ?
Erica, it might be a stretch to connect Madeleine to HCB, but we’re connected to Laity. She was too. It makes the world feel smaller. We could probably find a tesseract between the network and Madeleine’s present location if we looked hard enough.
Laure, great Sandburg quote. I love that you are reading a book on poetic forms! Do you have an favorites?
Lorrie, I don’t remember reading Vaughan, but I’m adding The Retreat to my resources for workshops. It’s so great! Especially this:
in those weaker glories spy
Some shadows of eternity;
That’s what the high calling of daily work and life is about. Helping others spy shadows of eternity in the weaker glories of the mundane world.
The photograph used at the head of this post was taken from my Flickr photostream. It is covered by an Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike Creative Commons license, which stipulates that the source should be attributed.
Flickr’s terms and conditions stipulate that when photo is used, it should be linked back to the original page on which it appears.
This morning I copied that section you quote from Vaughan. I really like it. I thought to include it in my book (I may yet).
And now I am struggling with these questions: are those glories truly weaker, is the world truly mundane, what if we saw it differently and conceived of these glories as seeds… not lesser, but rather containing everything within… plump with explosive energy (a seed can sprout and break through concrete or stone!)… what if eternity were actually present in everything that exists (the science of Chemistry suggests it might). How would this change the way we view and treat ourselves and the world?
Roger B. The image linked to you, although I did put it on our servers. I try not to borrow bandwidth from Flickr if I can help it.
Also, I admit the attribution got a little lost in that long list of poetry links, so I moved it second to the last and beefed it up with bold face and stuff. And I hand-coded a link to you in the Zemanta recommendations section.
Let me know if you still have concerns.
Any fan of Hopkins if a friend of mine.
L.L. I love the idea that lesser glories are like seeds that contain the potential of full glory. Takes me back to the idea of humanity needing to nurture and tend to the world so it can reach its full potential.
The oldest profession was REALLY gardening and farming after all.
Marcus & Roger – Just to clarify, I added the link from the image to the Flickr page this morning when I saw Roger’s comment. I missed the credit link in the list of poetry links too.
Thanks, Chris. It’s like the wild west out here in social media sometimes. Especially with regards to copyright.
Marcus and L. L. ~ So glad you are enjoying Vaughn’s, The Retreat!
I have always thought that if I put my work on the net, it is for sharing (I picture people out there with little butterfly nets, sometimes capturing my work… some of the kids with nets are just out to kill what they catch, but a lot of them are playing and enjoying the beauty).
I love it when I get links in that sharing process, but it doesn’t always work out that way. There’ve been times when other blogs have even put my work up as if it were their own, claiming they are the source of the content; that’s particularly unfair play. Still, that’s the exception, not the rule.
In the end, if we are going to reach our dream’s potential (have our work touch others in profound ways), I really feel that it works the way I talked about earlier this week in On Getting It.
All right, I’m starting to ramble. But my point is that I hope people can see that at HCB the spirit is not one of capture-to-kill but one of fair play and delight. (And kudos to you, Marcus and Chris, for giving/enhancing the appropriate links when reminded.)
I am only just discovering the beauty of poetry. HCB has opened my eyes to such beauty in this word art.
Amateur I am–eating up all these poet recommendations–feeling like goldilocks (…this one is too soft…too hard…just right?) Trying them on, reading their words out loud, discovering a new joy.
My favorite poetry source is The Writers Almanac (http://writersalmanac.publicradio.org), which I made my homepage so I can read a poem a day. I print my favorites and collect them in a sort of yearly scrapbook. My favorite poet at the moment is my friend, Sally Clark. She has a poetry blog called Pocket Poems. And I love reading RAP poems by both professional writers and regular folks. Poetry is for all of us!!!
oh, i was just thinking
God is my most favorite poet
i am certain of this
without knowledge of others
His words are
powerful
cutting
deep
words of life
My favourite poet is Robert Frost. I love his cleverness, but also his half-hidden vulnerability that gives such poignant depth to the clever words.
I too am reading The Making of A Poem by Strand and Boland, and am teaching my daughter to write villanelles. But as for the >last< book of poetry I read … not counting my own
… it was the diary of Rainer Maria Rilke. Unless of course you count Laure’s lovely weblog as a “book, journal or ezine.”
Sarah, thanks! I just put “The Making of a Poem” on hold at my library. Looking forward to reading it. Rilke… I’ve always meant to read… still haven’t made that foray. And Laure… oh, yes, I count it…
Sarah, Rilke’s Letters to a Young Poet is one of those books that had a great . His poetry is good too, but I’m always a little reluctant to read poetry in translation.
Frost is brilliant. And so subtly cynical. I love it. Two roads diverged in the wood, but years from now I’ll tell myself that I took the road less traveled to justify my past decisions. Haunting!