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Why
write poetry at all?
What (when
you come right down to it) is wrong with prose? There is no shortage
of great novels. Books on philosophy, economics, science, and how
to succeed in writing poetry exist in large numbers, and essentially
all are written in prose.
If one chooses
to write poetry, one does so deliberately; and it is reasonable
to ask why - what can one achieve with poetry that is not possible
with prose?
Nowadays,
of course, it is expected that one can construct a relatively simple
set of rules for every human endeavor. That is as true for writing
(or reading, or listening to) poetry as it is for relativistic quantum
mechanics. Nevertheless, that isn't going to stop me having a go!
There is a
set of rules, of course: these define poetry as opposed to prose
- and (as always) in the hands of an artist these rules can reveal
magic; in the hands of the same artist the breaking of the same
rules can also be revealing.
So you want
to be a poet? Pick a form - a meter, perhaps; a rhythm. A rhyming
scheme (or not). You need to decide whether you want your poem to
be declaimed in public, or read silently and privately (we discussed
that aspect in an earlier article).
If the latter, you may need to think about how you want it to look
on the page.
What Are
You Trying to Do?
The question at the beginning of this article can be expressed as:
what is your objective in writing poetry (or rather, a poem - there
has to be start for everything, including a life's work)?
The objectives
of poetry are at least two-fold. One is to encode a message to allow
its oral transmission to other groups, and indeed to other generations
with a minimum of erosion of content or meaning. The poetic form
contains within itself codes to assist in memorization, and to enable
the listener to be sure that the transmission is accurate.
The second
objective is related to the message itself: to convey emotions,
insights, and so forth that the reader may find useful in their
personal development, or allows them to reinterpret the text in
the light of their own experience. This last is important in our
continuing to find poetry stimulating after many years, or even
centuries, when every aspect of the world that provided the context
for the poet has changed or disappeared. It's also important in
allowing the reader to find poetry accessible in translation.
Now, my immediate
reaction to a couple of paragraphs like the last two would be something
like 'pretentious poppycock!' (or other well-known words or phrases
along those general lines). And, furthermore, I would think of something
like:
There was a young lady of Riga,
Who once took a ride on a tiger.
They returned from the ride
With the lady inside
And the smile on the face of the tiger.
Where's the centuries-spanning
value for personal development in that? I ask. But I'll bet that more
people have read or heard that anonymous gem than Troilus
and Criseyde - to pick an example at random.
The missing
element from my vilified paragraphs is, of course, entertainment!
What else is The Mediadrome for? I hear my distant editor muttering.
As
an art form, the intention is to do this in the clearest and most
economical form possible.
This doesn't
mean that a poem has to be short - Paradise
Lost or The Canterbury
Tales or Endymion
(or, come to that, Troilus and Criseyde) are great poems, and by
no means short.
However, the
majority of modern poetry is relatively short; and (long or short)
it is vital that every word is exactly chosen. We can regard the
most important element in the writing of poetry to be "The Search
for the Right Word".
Good Poets
- Bad Poems
Even great poets write bad poetry. Often, this never sees the light
of day, because many poets are themselves good critics, and all
poets have friends who are critics, and some of them are good, too.
The secret - after you have written a poem, and worked on it till
you think you've got it right, is to put it away in a drawer, and
don't look at it for a while. Then read it again - is it still perfect?
Once you have passed this hurdle, give it to a valued, gifted, trusted,
and honest friend. OK, well, as close as you can get! Listen carefully
to what they say. Then go back to the privacy of your room, and
kick the walls. Put the poem back in the drawer. Repeat. Try not
to lose too many friends!
However, there
are a number of poets who are capable of writing good - even great
- poetry, but lack a self-critical faculty, and don't seem to have
any friends. (Always remember that being a poet's friend is a thankless
task - and often of very short duration!)
I think it
is instructive in this context to look at the poetry of Wordsworth.
He is what I think of as an 'accessible' poet; there are few people
who find nothing of his engaging. However, he is also perhaps the
most variable of our great poets. J. K. Stephen (1859-1892) wrote:
A Sonnet
Two voices are there: one is of the deep;
It learns the storm-cloud's thunderous melody,
Now roars, now murmurs with the changing sea,
Now bird-like pipes, now closes soft in sleep;
And one is of an old half-witted sheep
Which bleats inarticulate monotony,
And indicates that two and one are three,
That grass is green, lakes damp, and mountains steep:
And, Wordsworth, both are thine: at certain times
Forth from the heart of thy melodious rhymes,
The form and pressure of high thought will burst:
At other times - good Lord! I'd rather be
Quite unacquainted with the ABC
Than write such hopeless rubbish as thy worst.
The
Solitary Reaper is an example of what Wordsworth
could do when his brain was not engaged. It starts out as though
it's going to work:
Behold
her, single in the field,
Yon
solitary Highland Lass!
Reaping and singing by
herself;
Stop here, or gently pass!
It is that
last line at which he loses it, but the poem goes on for another
twenty-eight lines. This poem is a type which is sometimes called
'ecstatic poetry', and some people believe that this relieves the
poet of the obligation to make sense. This concept, and this poem,
was critically analyzed by Robert Graves (1895-1985). Graves is
best known at the moment for his book I, Claudius, but he
began his career as one of the group known as the First World War
Poets: he was severely wounded in 1916.
Machine-guns
rattle toy-like from a hill,
Down in a row the brave
tin-soldiers fall:
A sight to be recalled
in elder days
When learnedly the future
we devote
To yet more boastful visions
of despair.
Later,
Graves was Professor of Poetry at the University of Oxford from
1961 to 1966. He considered that a poem should make prose sense
as well as poetic sense, and that even for ecstatic poetry a poem
cannot make "more than sense" unless it first makes sense! He really
disliked The Solitary Reaper, and took it apart, more or less line
by line, to show its faults.
This illustrates
an important point - nobody is harder on poets than their fellows!
The tool most often used is the parody, which with the pen of an
expert becomes a rapier indeed!
Here is Hugh
Kingsmill (1889-1949) having a go at A.E. Housman's A
Shropshire Lad:
'Tis
Summer Time on Bredon,
And now the farmers swear;
The cattle rise and listen
In valleys far and near,
And blush at what they
hear.
But
when the mists in autumn
On Bredon tops are thick,
The happy hymns of farmers
Go up from fold and rick,
The cattle then are sick.
So, anyway,
the mere fact that a poem is written by a great poet doesn't mean
that it is therefore a great poem. This concept will reappear later.
Is Anyone
Out There?
A part of the objective of a poem is of course the audience. Who
do you imagine is your audience? The literati, or humanity at large?
Would you like to feel that your poem will be read with interest
and excitement a thousand years from now? Would you like to feel
that it changed - enriched - lives? Or are you writing it for yourself,
to exorcise your personal demons, or to crystallize a moment of
delight? Why (as I said before) are you writing poetry, rather than
prose?
There are
artists (not only poets) who believe that they have experienced
an epiphany, and want to tell everybody about it. God has spoken
to them, and it is their duty to pass it on. Actually far more artists
believe in the personal revelation than will admit to it in public
- don't feel that I am putting this aspect down!
There are
poets who quite deliberately choose to exclude readership for one
reason or another: the use of foreign language interpolated in an
otherwise English poem can do that (although again, remember the
Lennon and McCartney lyrics to Michelle). Eliot inserts a
few German lines into The
Waste Land, and a couple of French lines here and there.
However, the complexity of this poem lies in allusions which are
described by Eliot in the notes which follow the poem: but I believe
that a great (or even a good) work of art is apparent without further
explanations by the artist, which are of value only to the scholar.
Separation
from a class of readers is not only achieved through the use of
unusual words or foreign languages, of course: it can also be the
use of jargons known only to the poet and his (or her) group. Do
what you must: but I believe that exclusionary vocabularies should
be avoided or used with great care.
Now, as I
said before, poetry is an art form that carries the use of language
to its highest level. But that doesn't mean you have to have an
enormous vocabulary (although it helps!) because, like Shakespeare,
you must remember that your audience does not want to be put off,
not only by foreign languages or jargon, but even by language which,
while undoubtedly English, it can't understand. However, having
said that, remember that Shakespeare did in fact use a very large
vocabulary in his plays without becoming incomprehensible.
And Then
There's the Rest
So here is the beginning. You have chosen to write poetry rather
than prose. You have a reason for this, and as part of that you
must know who your audience is. You must make sense - even if you
then rise above it! You will be judged not only by your audience,
but by the 'poet over your shoulder' - and by the different poet
who is yourself at a future time.
Ready? OK,
then. In the next episode, we will look at the forms of poetry -
the meter, the rhythm, to rhyme or not to rhyme, the short verse
or the long epic. The death of modifiers, and...the
search for the right word!

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