Other Horizons – Poetry

Why Poetry Matters

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What is the point of an art form so utterly uncommercial, impractical, and distant from the prosaic focus of our daily routine?- Julian H Lowenfeld
The point, as Wordsworth put it, is that “the world is too much with us, late and soon…” and we sometimes need release from that imprisonment of our mind and soul.
We need poetry because “Poetry is the link between the real and the ideal worlds” and without an Ideal, the Real descends to chaos and decay and barbarism.
And the less we seek and experience the ideal, the faster and worse our descent. Poetry civilizes us by keeping us in touch with what really matters.


Years ago, browsing through the great bookstores that used to be so plentiful, I began to wonder if anyone read poetry except poets and the occasional reluctant student. Certainly many people dabble in writing poetry, and while chatting with others in the poetry section, I found all of us were ‘amateur poets’. I suspect we dilettantes are the only market for poetry, a fact that professional poets probably find depressing. (Many poets of an earlier time had mundane professional lives. Their poetry was ‘dilettante’ by definition, but age seems to have cast a patina of respectability over their efforts. Go figure.)

Back in my Greenwich Village days in the golden ’60s, I wrote pretty consistently, to the point that I finally had to decide whether I wanted to Become-A-Poet or just write poems. I very deliberately chose a different livelihood. Marriage and family were added to the mix, and poetry was moved to the back burner. Whether I should have taken the other road is a question that will always haunt me.

It wasn’t so much a question of time to write, as a poem can be written in a matter of minutes. However, it may take hours or days or even weeks to achieve the necessary mental and emotional ambience for those few minutes of actual creation. I passed on becoming a poet because I was unwilling to accept, or at least uncertain about living in a poet’s mindset. And if you know much about the lives of most modern poets, you can understand my reluctance. There are many poets whose work I respect and love – and whose lives I would definitely not want to emulate. (My liver probably wouldn’t take it).

To the extent that art concerns itself with the Ideal World, artists will always be out of step with those whose lives are an attempt to master the Real World. Neither the artist nor the non-artist will ever really ‘master’ their respective worlds, but at least the artist is striving for something worth attaining, something which is intrinsically valuable.

In my view, art of any sort has two components. The first, and lesser of the two, is the craft to embody the artist’s perception. The more vital component is that perception; the ability to look at the same things we all look at and see something different, something extra, something beyond. It is this ability of the artist which expands our perception, enhances our grasp of the world, increases our humanity. All true art does that.

Poety is “Language that tells us [] something that can not be said…” – E. A. Robinson

Sir Philip Sidney also noted “…poetry is of all human learnings the most ancient [] from whence other learnings take their beginnings…”

Man’s first attempt to grasp the nature of the world and our place in it was expressed in poetry. It was the language of Truth and universally recognized as such by all cultures. It is no accident the ancient bards stood high at the king’s court; that a composition of a bard might settle a dispute that would otherwise mean battle; that all tribal societies seem to have a sacred language.

How does one identify poetry? Robert Graves quoted Houseman’s practical test:
Does it make the hairs of one’s chin bristle if one repeats it silently while shaving?

I have my own criterion:
Can I recite it aloud without breaking down mid-poem

The final chorus of Eric Bogle’s “And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda:
But the band plays Waltzing Matilda and the old men still answer the call,
But as year follows year, more old men disappear.
Someday no on will march there at all.

Padriac Pearse’s “The Mother”
I do not grudge them: Lord, I do not grudge
My two strong sons that I have seen go out
To break their strength and die, they and a few,
In bloody protest for a glorious thing,
They shall be spoken of among their people,
The generations shall remember them,
And call them blessed;
But I will speak their names to my own heart
In the long nights;
The little names that were familiar once
Round my dead hearth.
Lord, thou art hard on mothers:
We suffer in their coming and their going;
And tho’ I grudge them not, I weary, weary
Of the long sorrow–And yet I have my joy:
My sons were faithful, and they fought.

Excerpt from Padriac Pearse’s “The Fool”
And the wise have pitied the fool that hath striven to give a life
In the world of time and space among the bulks of actual things,
To a dream that was dreamed in the heart, and that only the heart could hold.

Think this is Arthur Symons from Poetica Erotica anthology but could not verify
All that I know of love, I learned from you,
And I know all that lover ever knew,
Since – passionately loving to be loved –
The subtlties of your wise body moved
My senses to a curiousity
And your wise heart adorned itself for me.
Did you not teach me how to love you? How
to win you? How to suffer? I suffer
For you now with that same skill
Of self-consuming ecstatsy whose thrill
– may Death someday the thought of it remove –
You gathered from the very hands of Love.

Stella Maris

An Ancient Gesture

Interregnum

For My Daughter

Covering Two Years

The American Way
Excerpt from The American Way – Gregory Corso

What is the Way?
The Way was born out of the American Dream a
nightmare—
The state of Americans today compared to the Americans
of the 18th century proves the nightmare—
Not Franklin not Jefferson who speaks for America today
but strange red-necked men of industry
and the goofs of show business.

Americans are a great people
I ask for some great and wondrous event
that will free them from the Way
and make them a glorious purposeful people once
again
I do not know if that event is due deserved
or even possible
I can only hold that man is the victory of life
And I hold firm to American man.

What poets/poems enrich your life?

h/t Carol Lea Booth And as long as we’re on the subject…

Rubber Meets Road Time For Immigration Reform

The big political story today is that the “Gang of Eight”, a  Senators has proposed comprehensive legislation on immigration reform, including a path to citizenship. The trouble is, that would be contingent on ” a commission comprised of governors, attorneys general, and community leaders living along the Southwest border” concluding that the border had been fully secured – which since those leaders would include Govs. Brewer and Perry may never happen.

But even before we get that far, the legislation has to pass through the House’s Republican hardliners, and may die there.

No More Mister Nice Blog

If I had to bet, I’d assume that nothing passes — that the House GOP will make the bill even tougher on immigrants, possibly even stripping out any path to citizenship, and it will still be deemed “amnesty” by most of them, while going too far to the right even for willing-to-compromise Democrats.

Mother Jones

The Gang of Eight’s framework isn’t all terrible—it’s just unworkable. It places conditions it’s unlikely to meet, and then further compounds the problem by putting a veto in the hands of people who are likely to oppose the plan even if those conditions were met.

NYT

He [McCain] added, “We can’t go on forever with 11 million people living in this country in the shadows in an illegal status.”

Mark Kirkorian at The Corner is typical of the hard right’s response: “Eight members of the World’s Greatest Deliberative Body have labored for months and delivered unto us — Bush’s amnesty plan.”

The fact that everyone seems to agree that Something Must Be Done doesn’t mean this go-round will get it right.

I really want to see Obama’s proposals and see how they match up with the mutual backscratching in the House & Senate.

It’s rubber-meets-the-road time.

Thoughts On Immigration

© Denver Post
© Denver Post

With President Obama set to unveil his administration’s approach to immigration reform, the issue has come front-and-center again. Obama’s support among Latinos probably shocked the GOP, but they are now split into two camps, the extreme nutcases who have doubled-down on their insanity and the somewhat-chastened who seem willing to STFU and listen to the people (or at least appear to do so, temporarily).

Once more into the breach, dear friends, once more.

The move would amount to the first tentative step toward comprehensive immigration reform after long-standing gridlock on the issue. The new effort was spurred in large part by the growing influence of Latino voters who strongly backed President Obama and other Democrats in November.

It was not clear, however, whether the final agreement will offer guidance on perhaps the thorniest issue in the immigration debate: what mechanism illegal immigrants could use to pursue full citizenship.

A few facts.
11+ million undocumented immigrants;, mostly 25-44; mostly in larger states; mostly Mexican; men and women; mostly in farming, maintenance,construction; peaked after 2007.
(i.e. unskilled, easily replaceable, cheap, exploitable)
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New Soap Opera: As The World Burns

We’re calling the tune but it’s future generations and perhaps the species who will pay the piper.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, we occupy ourselves with anything which can distract us from the harsh truths we are unwiling to face.

We seem to have our heads stuffed so far up our myths we can’t see daylight.
I never saw a better example of the cliche that “If you’re not part of the solution, you’re part of the problem”.

Chris Hedges at Truthdig.
Like most of his writing, this article is so tightly written I could not extract highlights.
Just read the whole thing. And weep.

Another damn shooting

Is there something in the water in Aurora?
Four dead, including the gunman.

Update/Afterthoughts:
I have generally avoided the brouhaha over gun control as being an issue of two sides preaching to their respective choirs. The discussions seem revolve around the choice of: on the one hand – militarize kindergardens; on the other hand – nothing more dangerous than a marshmallow.
If we could simply exclude the two extremes, we might have a fruitful discussion, but I don’t see that happening. In theory, this is a perfect instance of where political leadership should manifest itself, and it is a sharp indictment of our politicians that no such leadership is apparent.
It does not bode well for a sensible resolution to the problem.

Other Horizons


Bittersweet
There are beauties I have seen
over the years and over the years
the beauties cling in memory
like cockleburs, persistent, tiny
and a little bit irritating.


For some, the turn of the year is a time to look back; for others, a time to look forward.
Wherever you look, pay attention.
Beauty is everywhere, often ephemeral, its only permanence our attention and memory.


Courtesy and permission Timothy Allen


Courtesy and permission Betty Gillis

LOVE

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HOME

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FAMILY




A Catholic view.

A person deprived of beauty is like a person deprived of love.

Cultures pursue beauty in their own ways knowing that without the experience of beauty, humanity remains sad and woefully incomplete.

Another view.

Beauty opens the door to creativity and wisdom.
…by attending to beauty and enlarging our sense of beauty, we are able to live with greater appreciation, engagement, wonder, and reverence.
Beauty connects us to what is holy.

Art and Beauty

It is through art that we create realities. In many African languages, there is no separate word for Beauty, although objects and artifacts are highly decorated. Beauty does holds the mirror up to who we are and opens the door to the only true escape, what Paul Tillich calls “the fullness of reality”: the escape to the present that we continually create. This is a deeper reality, a meeting of the essential and existential in the real. The distinction between subject and object blurs.


Share the things that bring beauty into your life.