FREAKS OF FASHION BY CHRISTINA ROSSETTI

FREAKS OF FASHION  BY CHRISTINA ROSSETTI Such a hubbub in the nests, Such a bustle and squeak! Nestlings, guiltless of a feather, Learning just to speak, Ask - "And how about the fashions?" From a cavernous beak. Perched on bushes, perched on hedges, Perched on firm hahas, Perched on anything that holds them, Gay papas and grave mammas Teach the knowledge-thirsty nestlings: Hear the gay papas. Robin says: "A scarlet waistcoat Will be all the wear, Snug, and also cheerful-looking For the frostiest air, Comfortable for the chest too When one comes to plume and pair." "Neat gray hoods will be in vogue," Quoth a Jackdaw: "Glossy gray, Setting close, yet setting easy, Nothing fly-away; Suited to our misty mornings, A la negligée." Flushing salmon, flushing sulphur, Haughty Cockatoos Answer - "Hoods may do for mornings, But for evenings choose High head-dresses, curved like crescents, Such as well-bred persons use." "Top-knots, yes; yet more essential Still, a train or tail," Screamed the Peacock: "Gemmed and lustrous Not too stiff, and not too frail; Those are best which rearrange as Fans, and spread or trail." Spoke the Swan, entrenched behind An inimitable neck: "After all, there's nothing sweeter For the lawn or lake Than simple white, if fine and flaky And absolutely free from speck." "Yellow," hinted a Canary, "Warmer, not less distingué." "Peach color," put in a Lory, "Cannot look outré." "All the colors are in fashion, And are right," the Parrots say. "Very well. But do contrast Tints harmonious," Piped a Blackbird, justly proud Of bill auriferous; "Half the world may learn a lesson As to that from us." Then a Stork took up the word: "Aim at height and chic: Not high heels, they're common; somehow, Stilted legs, not thick, Nor yet thin:" he just glanced downward And snapped to his beak. Here a rustling and a whirring, As of fans outspread, Hinted that mammas felt anxious Lest the next thing said Might prove less than quite judicious, Or even underbred. So a mother Auk resumed The broken thread of speech: "Let colors sort themselves, my dears, Yellow, or red, or peach; The main points, as it seems to me, We mothers have to teach, "Are form and texture, elegance, An air reserved, sublime; The mode of wearing what we wear With due regard to month and clime. But now, let's all compose ourselves, It's almost breakfast-time." A hubbub, a squeak, a bustle! Who cares to chatter or sing With delightful breakfast coming? Yet they whisper under the wing: "So we may wear whatever we like, Anything, everything!"

No Thank You John - Christina Rossetti

This poem makes me think of that Cilla Black song, "Anyone who had a heart?"  Why do human beings always think that because "we" love "them", that "they" must love us back? What a sensible woman Rossetti was!


NO THANK YOU JOHN

By Christina Rossetti

I never said I loved you, John:
Why will you tease me day by day?
And was a weariness to think upon
With always "do" and "pray."?

You know I never loved you, John:
No fault of mine made me your toast:
Why will you haunt me with a face so wan
As shows an hour-old ghost?

I dare say Meg or Moll would take
Pity upon you, if you'd ask:
And pray don't remain single for my sake
Who can't perform that task.

I have no heart? - Perhaps I have not;
But then you're mad to take offence
That I don't give you what I have not got:
Use your own common sense.

William Wordsworth – London 1802

William Wordsworth

Romanticism was a shift in literature, art and culture during the late 18th and early 19th centuries, involving a pulling away from the philosophical rationalism of the Enlightenment. There was a resistance to formal conventions and rules, and uninhibited self-expression and authentic feeling were encouraged and admired. This fostered the development of poetry that was generally natural and free, with an emphasis on nature and sensibility.

It is easier to understand Romantic poems if we can place them within their historical context, and sometimes the relationship between the poem and the circumstances in which it was produced are not entirely self-evident.

"London 1802" by William Wordsworth

Milton! thou shouldst be living at this hour:

England hath need of thee: she is a fen

Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen,

Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower,

Have forfeited their ancient English dower

Of inward happiness. We are selfish men;

Oh! raise us up, return to us again;

And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.

Thy soul was like a star, and dwelt apart:

Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea:

Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free,

So didst thou travel on life's common way,

In cheerful godliness; and yet thy heart

The lowliest duties on herself did lay.

England - a Land of Corruption and Political Upheaval

"London 1802" by William Wordsworth (1770-1850) is a sonnet, written in iambic pentameter, that invokes and eulogizes the seventeenth century poet, John Milton, in order to make his essential political point: "Milton, thou shouldst be living at this hour / England hath need of thee." This political message is intended for a wide general readership and emphasises Wordsworth's great respect for John Milton and his admiration for Milton's republicanism. These bold first lines are a cry from the very soul of the poet for deliverance from a crisis encapsulated in his shocking metaphor for a ruined England, that follows in the latter part of the third and beginning of the fourth lines: "She is a fen / of stagnant waters."

The poem, read in its historical context, takes on a deeper meaning if we understand that it was written six months after the Peace of Amiens in 1801. It was the "Peace of Amiens" that allowed Wordsworth to visit France in 1802. The sonnet partly reflects the contrast the poet felt between France and the more materialistic England.

Wordsworth grieves for what England is left with: the corruption of a land ruled by mad King George III after the political upheaval and unrest after the war with France and the recent revolutions in Europe. He shows both nostalgia and an uneasy patriotism in the lines: "Altar, sword and pen / Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower / Have forfeited their ancient English dower / Of inward happiness." The poet laments the glory that has been lost, using strong, masculine nouns (sword, pen.) In calling upon a revered and long dead poet, Wordsworth idealises the lost past.

Idealisation of the England of John Milton

This idealisation indicates the poet's fear for the future. The octet in the sonnet is addressed to Milton in strident terms: "...We are selfish men; / Oh, raise us up, return to us again." The sestet is gentler, as Wordsworth reminisces and expounds upon the virtues of the dead poet: "Thy soul was like a star and dwelt apart." Milton's voice is likened to "the sound of the sea" and "Pure as the naked heavens."

The last three lines show Wordsworth's perception of Milton's humility and godliness: "So didst thou travel on life's common way, / in cheerful godliness and yet thy heart / The lowliest duties on itself did lay." For Wordsworth, what England has lost can only be regained through consideration of an idealised past.

Wordsworth's moralising is overt and pessimistic, despite its strident tone, as it laments the loss of an ideal, entreating Milton to return to give us the great qualities of "manner, virtue, freedom, power." Even in the sonnet's poetic devices, such as the use of the terms "thou, shouldst, hath, thy, hadst, didst," indicate Wordsworth's striving to recapture a lost past, for these words hardly fit with the ordinary language of men, as upheld and glorified by the Romantic poets.

Sources:

Selected Poetry, William Wordsworth, Penguin, Ed: Nicholas Roe, 1992.

Romanticism: An Anthology, Duncan Wu, Blackwell, 2000.

Derek Walcott was born - this day - in 1930 - A Controversial Genius

Derek Walcott

Today in 1930,  the poet Derek Walcott, was born in St. Lucia. He won the Nobel Prize in 1992. From 2010 to 2013 he was Professor of Poetry at the University of Essex.

One of his major poems can be found here: The Schooner Flight. In the poem, Walcott represents and works through his own life and issues by assuming the fictional identity of an unhappy man fleeing from the corruption of society. This is a challenging and powerful poem, and not always easy to read. Unsurprisingly, the feminists had a dig at him for his non-pc language. .

You can go to this link to find a summary of the poem.

Derek Walcott suffered a major scandal in 2003 which caused him to withdraw from an important professorship poetry post. This campaign was supported by some but described as a "smear campaign" by others:

" . Miss Niemi, who is now a novelist writing as N K Kelby and living in Florida, told The Sunday Telegraph that she had not forgotten what happened but had forgiven Walcott. She said the campaign against him was “appalling” and he should have fought on – or the university should have postponed the election. “I did what I felt was best to protect young women,” she said. “But poetry is a passionate art.” She said it was Walcott’s way “to be sexual, to push the envelope of both decorum and good taste”.
(Ruth Patel Win Spoiled by Smear Campaign.)

Previous holders of the professorship at Oxford University include Matthew Arnold, W H Auden, Robert Graves and Seamus Heaney..

Ezra Pound - Slates his Critics in his Poem "E.P. Ode"

 

"E.P. Ode Pour L'Election de Son Sepulchre" (E.P. Ode on the Choice of His Tomb) is the first poem in the series of eighteen poems comprising Pound's Hugh Selwyn Mauberley, first published in June 1920.

Pound's Contempt for his Critics

Unfortunately, the poems were frequently misconstrued by Pound's readers, who admired the persona of Mauberley and missed the point that Pound used the mask of Mauberley as representative of the critics of the period, who discredited him. Jo Brantley Berryman says, in the "Preface" to Circe's Craft: "The voice of Mauberley echoes many of the prevalent attitudes and judgements that frustrated and antagonized Pound"  Pound's motivation, therefore, is to express his contempt of those critics.

Challenges for the Pound Scholar

Donald Davie questions: "Hugh Selwyn Mauberley is a mask that continually slips... What is the mask for, if, as often as not, the poet throws it off and speak vulnerably as and from himself?"
Berryman blames the confusion between Pound and Mauberley on Pound's own ironic wit. "For more than six decades, Pound has been, in critical commentary, the victim of his own irony."

What is an "Epode"?

"E.P. Ode Pour L'Election de Son Sepulchre" contains a pun in the poem's title, which begins: "E.P. Ode." "The term "Epode" in classical literature is a lyric metre or after-song of sombre character following a strophe and anti-strophe," says Peter Brooker. (An epode is a form of lyric poem written in couplets, each of a long line followed by a shorter one, while a "strophe" is a section of this.)
The poem is described by Pound as a farewell to London, which ties up with "epode" in its sense of departure, of being an "after-song." This London is symbolic of a declining, decaying empire and against this, Pound contrasts the beauty and Ariel-like spirit of ancient Greece: 
"Christ follows Dionysus, / Phallic and ambrosial / Made way for macerations. / Caliban casts out Ariel." In the allusion to The Tempest in the last line, Pound is complaining that delightful Ariel is banished by the careless cruelty of sloppy, formless Caliban (the id), symbolic of a declining, uncaring England.

Pound - the Dreamer of Dreams

"Like the "dreamer of dreams" Pound relies on his "murmuring rhyme" to "suffice," and on the reader to read his meaning. It is inevitable he will be disappointed, for even the first line: "For three years out of key with his time," suggests uncertainty of meaning. We must ask: "In what way is Pound out of key?" Berryman says: "Mauberley... suggests that E.P. has been born out of his proper time because he was "born / In a half-savage country."
However, Berryman explains, at no time does Ezra Pound consider himself behind the times or out-of-fashion. On the contrary, he is a forward-thinker, ahead of his time, and any instability in communication between poet and reader/critic is, in his view, the responsibility of that reader/critic.

Art is Always in Advance of the General Consciousness

Pound, born in Idaho, left for New York before he was two years old and he takes issue with the uninformed opinion associating him with the roughness of the American frontier. Pound responds to the critics of Mauberley as follows: "The worst muddle they make is in failing to see that Mauberley buries E.P. in the first poem; gets rid of all his troublesome energies."
Even allowing for the poet's occasional arrogance and indignation at being misconstrued, he is correct in recognising that art is always in advance of the general consciousness and is of little use to contemporary culture. This lagging behind of the general consciousness is a way in which meaning is deferred. It is deferred, simply, until readers are ready for it - and this must have been a blow to Pound's ego.
Berryman explains that the years 1914-1917 were Pound's Vorticist years, a time when he produced work which he regarded as his most important. Pound says, in his essay on Vorticism: "In the "search for oneself," in the search for "sincere self-expression" one gropes, one finds some seeming verity. One says, "I am" this, that or the other, and with the words scarcely uttered, one ceases to be that thing."

Ambiguity in Pound's Poetic Persona 

In establishing who is speaking, one might ask: "Who most admires elegance, Pound or Mauberley?" A passage from Donald Davie's Ezra Pound may help clarify this: "Too much of Hugh Selwyn Mauberley is attitudinizing." Davie explains that Pound elaborately attempts to be urbane, but as he is naturally shy in social situations, his persona fails. "Accordingly, Hugh Selwyn Mauberley is a mask that continually slips," says Davie. It seems that in this initial poem, Ezra Pound is trying to be the fictional character Mauberley, but failing, and that the lines about the elegance of Circe's hair may be a point at which the slippage is particularly revealing.

Pound includes classical allusions from Greek mythology to Shakespearean tragedy, and his use of other languages, including Greek, sometimes blur meaning.
Certainly, the Hugh Selwyn Mauberley poems present a challenge to the Pound scholar who, having unpacked the meaning of language, then questions which opinions belong to Pound and which to the persona of Mauberley. 

Note: Pound sometimes named, and sometimes numbered his poems. Verses numbered II to V are separate poems, and not part of the "E.P. Ode."

Sources:Circe's Craft, Jo Brantley Berryman, UMI Research Press, Michigan, 1983.
Ezra Pound, Donald Davie, The University of Chicago Press, Chicago, 1975.
A Student's Guide to the Selected Poems of Ezra Pound, Peter Brooker, Faber & Faber, London, 1979.
Hugh Selwyn Mauberley, Selected Poems, 1908-1969, Ezra Pound, Faber & Faber, London, 1977.

Ezra Pound, Anti-Semitist - a Troublesome Concept for Lovers of Great Poetry

Ezra Pound, Poet
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Ezra Pound was born in 1885 in Hailey, Idaho and moved to Philadelphia with his parents before he was two years old. He travelled widely throughout his lifetime, studying, lecturing and meeting other authors and poets, among them Yeats, James Joyce, Ernest Hemingway, Gertrude Stein and the philosopher T.E. Hulme. On 20 April, 1914, Pound married Dorothy Shakespear. He met T.S. Eliot the following September and was responsible for editing Eliot's The Waste Land in 1922.

Pound lived in Italy with his family for several years, but revisited the United States in 1939 in an attempt to prevent war. The poet had met Mussolini in 1933 and was impressed by the order the dictator imposed on Italy. An anti-Semitist, Pound was broadcast on Rome's radio in 1941 speaking against the Allied cause, an action that alienated some of his friends.

Ezra Pound on Trial for Treason

The United States declared war, and in 1943, in Washington, in absentia, Pound was accused of treason. From 1945, he was held in the U.S. Army Detention Training Centre near Pisa, then flown to Washington to stand trial in 1945. The following year, the poet was sent to St. Elizabeth's Hospital for the Criminally Insane, but was declared unfit for trial.

His friends, among them Eliot, Hemingway and Robert Frost, persuaded the authorities to release him and he subsequently return to Italy to live with his daughter.

An Imagist Manifesto

Ezra Pound was influenced by medieval literature and troubadour ballads. He was also strongly attracted to the aesthetic theories of the philosopher, T.E. Hulme and, in 1913, wrote an imagist manifesto with F.S. Flint which was published in Poetry Magazine.

Its aims were conciseness of expression, concentrated moments of experience, experimentation, concrete imagery and a musical rhythm rather than a rhythm that relies on the metronome. Authors who contributed to the magazine included Ford Madox Ford, James Joyce, Amy Lowell and William Carlos Williams.

At that time, Pound described himself as an imagist, and valued economy and precision in language. This later caused a quarrel with Amy Lowell, because in Pound's view, she inappropriately called herself an imagist. So incensed was Pound by the fact Lowell ignored him, that he wrote to her publisher, MacMillan, to complain and subsequently she had to find another publisher.

Vorticism - the Art of the Abstract and Non-Representational

From 1914, Pound was to become a committed supporter of the concept of vorticism, a movement of modernism that ran until around 1917 and promoted the abstract and the non-representational in painting and writing, preferring sharpness of definition. Pound defines vorticism as being: "the point of maximum energy."

The movement was inspired by Pound's friend, the sculptor Henri Gaudier-Brzeska. One of vorticism's leading figures was painter and author, Wyndham Lewis, although the term "vortex" was first used by Pound himself.

The highly-charged energy suggested by the term found favour with Wyndham Lewis and this helped vorticism to become a movement. However, Wyndham Lewis argued with another member of the movement and broke away in March 1914, forming yet another group, The Rebel Art Centre . They were joined by the sculptor, Jacob Epstein and a number of poets.

The Holocaust - Pound's Influence on Public Opinion

Pound died in Venice on 2 November, 1972, seven years after the death of his friend, T.S. Eliot. Elaine Feinstein points out that many writers assumed the worst prejudices of their time, including anti-Semitist, T.S. Eliot. She says, of Pound:

"The case against Pound is far more troubling. Pound actively contributed to the climate of opinion in which the Holocaust was allowed to happen."

This makes Pound, in Feinstein's opinion, "uncomfortable" for poetry-lovers, despite the great debt we owe to him.

Source:

"The Voice of Pound," Elaine Feinstein, PN Review No. 138, (Poetry Nation Review) Founder/Editor: Michael Schmidt, 1999.

T.S. Eliot – Deconstructing The Love-Song of J. Alfred Prufrock

Echo and Narcissus
Painting by Nicholas Poussin
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Appreciating the many of layers of this long poem can be confusing.

In his book, T.S. Eliot: the Poems, Martin Scofield says that “Prufrock”, "... as well as being a mask for the poet, is an "observation." Eliot's use of masks allows him to diversify freely in The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock so that, on the surface, the poem is a combination of fragmented social observations of his failed attempted relationships with women. Even Prufrock's name is ironic and is deliberately provocative. "Pru" stands for "prudish" while "frock" is a female garment, so that the name sounds a little like the old British insult for a hopeless man: "a big girl's blouse."

On a deeper level, the poem is a "theatre of consciousness... Prufrock's interior monologue." It is this which makes its fragmentary arrangements logical and the irregular rhyming scheme appropriate. Contrasts and unexpected changes of style/voice feature in the poem. the confidential style of the opening stanza, "Let us go then, you and I, / When the evening is spread out..." juxtaposes with, "Like a patient etherized upon a table." The language provides shock value, but is evocative. The simile is less confusing when considering Eliot's view of the evening as the still, unconscious time, when noise and bustle of the working day is over.

Ambiguity and the Double-Self

Authors of critical studies offer various interpretations of the identity of the initial "we" and the subsequent "you and me" in the poem. As a poetic device, it is clear the first line deliberately draws the reader in. Martin Scofield suggests: "One's first sense is that it is the person, presumably a woman, to whom Prufrock is addressing his love song." Scofield encounters problems with the more ambiguous "you and me." He says, "Prufrock is addressing himself in his song, addressing a kind of alter ego." He likens Prufrock's "self-love and self-absorption" to "The Death of Saint Narcissus."

Robert Southam, quoting Eliot, says. "I am prepared to assert that the "you" in "The Love Song" is merely some friend or companion... and that it has no emotional content whatsoever," although later, Eliot contradicts himself by asserting he is "...employing the notion of the split personality." Southam's conclusion is that Eliot had borrowed from Bergson's "Time and Free Will" which develops the idea of the double self, "one aspect being the everyday self... the other a deeper self."

The questions posed and the defences dredged up from Prufrock's anxious, appeasing self are in the common language of dialogue. They seem to need, yet seem not to expect, an answer. The paradox arises because, throughout the poem, Prufrock portrays himself as victim, out of his depth in society. His unease is expressed in lines such as: "... prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet." He has succumbed to his destiny, although a part of him continues to cling to hope.

Verb-Driven Emotion

Eliot uses metaphors which are melodramatic, yet at the same time distressing. "And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin / When I am pinned and wriggling on a wall." Much of the emotion in Prufrock's predicament is expressed in the use of verbs: sprawling, pinned, wriggling. Ultimately, Prufrock is a man bereft of power, unable to believe in himself as he is, nor to change into his perception of what others, in his view, might expect.

Eliot uses dramatic irony. "I should have been a pair of ragged claws / Scuttling across the floors of silent seas." Again, the self-derision is intensified in "scuttling," a verb used to describe the low, crawling progeny of the earth, to which Prufrock, half-humorously, compares himself.

In the poem, women appear only as disembodied eyes and arms, for example: "Arms that lie along a table, or wrap around a shawl," Although erotic, this emphasises the absence of an individual whole woman, revealing Prufrock's inadequate, fragmented personality. The repetition intensifies the tiredness of a defeated Prufrock, driven to continue behaviour patterns that, since they are all he has ever known, represent his only means of communcation with the external world.

Time is a recurring feature. Southam says that Eliot is: "...echoing the words of the preacher in Ecclesiastes iii, 1-7: "To everything there is a season." Also, he refers to the process of death and rebirth: "There will be time to murder and create." He is frustrated with the chaotic, unstable elements of time: "For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse."

This is a man for whom time is the enemy. It has made him old and undesirable. He reflects on his wasted youth: "I have measured out my life with coffee spoons." When he says: "Though I have seen my head (grown slightly bald) brought in on a platter," he identifies with John the Baptist.

Eliot, Hulme and the Inner Life

Southam quotes Hulme, a philosopher admired by Eliot. Hulme describes the inner life: "...compared to a continual rolling up... for our past follows us, it swells... consciousness means memory." Eliot takes on this concept, asking, "And would it have been worth it, after all," and five lines later, "To have squeezed the universe into a ball / To roll it toward some overwhelming question." Scofield comments: "The mind of Prufrock is unable to cohere into a single train of thought, unable to squeeze "the universe into a ball..." Prufrock admits this failing. "Is it a perfume from a dress / That makes me so digress."

The most musical lines in the poem, with their stunning assonance, appear towards the end. "We have lingered in the chambers of the sea / By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown." The final line is a paradox. "Till human voices wake us and we drown." This is a tantalisingly ambiguous ending to the poem. Scofield says, "... the "reality" of the waking state may be less vital and real than that of the dream." Mermaids, traditionally, lured heroes from their tasks. If Scofield's suggestion is correct and that this allusion is intended by Eliot as central to the poem's meaning - then Scofield's assertion that: "... it is upon the rack of the eternal feminine that he is broken," applies equally well to the line.

It is a fitting conclusion when considering the theme of the poem. Certainly, from Prufrock's, or Eliot's viewpoint, it absolves him, finally, from personal responsibility for his fragmented condition.

Note: Although American by birth, T.S. Eliot (1888-1965) became a British citizen at 39 years old.

The Waste Land and Other Poems, T.S. Eliot, Faber & Faber, 1940 (reset 1972.)

T.S. Eliot: The Poems, Martin Scofield, Cambridge University Press, 1988.

A Guide to the Selected Poems of T.S. Eliot, B.C. Southam, Faber & Faber, 1968.

Three Inspirational Thoughts of Coming Spring on New Year's Day

Photo Copyright Janet Cameron

I So Liked Spring Last Year...

by Charlotte Mew (born in 1869)

I so liked Spring last year

Because you were here

The thrushes too-

Because it was these you so liked to hear-

I so liked you.

This year's a different thing-

I'll not think of you

But I'll like the Spring because it is simply spring

As thrushes do.

Quote by WWI Poet Wilfred Owen

A Poem does not grow by jerks. As trees in Spring produce a new ring of tissue, so does every poet put forth a fresh outlay of stuff at the same season. 

Anne Bradstreet: 1612-1672 - Early North American Poet

If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant; if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome. 

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