Re: MD Poetic Quality

From: jainy maewood (polkadotsf@hotmail.com)
Date: Thu Oct 21 2004 - 06:01:24 BST

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    Just for me! See now, I'm already going to have the rep for being
    'difficult'. Sorry Mark, wasn't trying to be obstinate. Really was curious
    what you thought about my reasoning? I'm trying to practice this. Anway,
    now I have to abide so:

    The Waking - a favorite of mine. For me the rhythm is one that resonates
    deeper than Thomas' - Do Not Go Gentle... And even though Roethke's is
    about living, it has a deep feeling embedded within, that one would expect
    to find in a poem about death. Almost the kind of feeling for life that
    would prepare one for death. Thomas is, for me, less about the ineffable
    than Roethke in this case. Thomas speaks about so much that can be taken in
    a very external way - don't let yourself die easily. But Roethke is evoking
    something of the mystery of living, and I find this to be a "higher" quality
    as such.

    That's my two cents anyway. BTW, on the other two poems - I love Sad Steps.
      Vivid imagery, wonderful unexpected rhythms, lots of room to move around
    in, and a mood that sneaks up on you, gradually, rather than repeated
    throughout as in Anniversary.... just MHO, in case you're counting.

    jainy

    P.S. thanks for pointing me in the direction of the visual
    artists...noticed in some of the posts there was a question about where are
    all the women - so I guess I showed up just in time!

    >From: "Mark Steven Heyman" <markheyman@infoproconsulting.com>
    >Reply-To: moq_discuss@moq.org
    >To: moq_discuss@moq.org
    >Subject: Re: MD Poetic Quality
    >Date: Wed, 20 Oct 2004 14:43:22 -0700
    >
    >Hi Jain,
    >
    >Ok, just for you. Here are two well-known poems with identical
    >structure, written by two contemporaries. One is about how to live,
    >the other about how to die, more like bookends than opposites.
    >
    >BTW, Platt and MarshaV are painters too. You might want to read back
    >into the archives to see some of their exchanges.
    >
    >Best,
    >Mark Steven Heyman (msh)
    >
    >
    >The Waking
    >
    >I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
    >I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
    >I learn by going where I have to go.
    >
    >We think by feeling. What is there to know?
    >I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
    >I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
    >
    >Of those so close beside me, which are you?
    >God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,
    >And learn by going where I have to go.
    >
    >Light takes the Tree; but who can tell us how?
    >The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;
    >I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
    >
    >Great Nature has another thing to do
    >To you and me, so take the lively air,
    >And, lovely, learn by going where to go.
    >
    >This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.
    >What falls away is always. And is near.
    >I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
    >I learn by going where I have to go.
    >
    >
    >
    >Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night
    >
    >Do not go gentle into that good night,
    >Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
    >Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
    >
    >Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
    >Because their words had forked no lightning they
    >Do not go gentle into that good night.
    >
    >Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
    >Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
    >Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
    >
    >Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
    >And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
    >Do not go gentle into that good night.
    >
    >Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
    >Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
    >Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
    >
    >And you, my father, there on the sad height,
    >Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
    >Do not go gentle into that good night.
    >Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
    >
    >
    >
    >
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