Grey
Dialectical Hermeticist
I think that more than any other literary discipline, poetry benefits the most from constant practice and in-depth study. A broad understanding of the techniques, history, and context is, in my opinion, vital to producing good poetry.
For that reason, I thought that with a few of us dabbling in poetry here, it might be good to share some of our favourite poets and their work, to look at the masters and try to understand what makes them so excellent, and discuss the particulars of the form.
I'll start with my favourites: Robert Frost, John Donne, Sylvia Plath, Patience Agbabi, T.S. Eliot, John Montgomery (the modern one, not the monk), Allan Ginsberg, and some others who, as with my favourite bands and authors, don't come to mind immediately.
Some examples:
Design, by Frost
I found a dimpled spider, fat and white,
On a white heal-all, holding up a moth
Like a white piece of rigid satin cloth --
Assorted characters of death and blight
Mixed ready to begin the morning right,
Like the ingredients of a witches' broth --
A snow-drop spider, a flower like a froth,
And dead wings carried like a paper kite.
What had that flower to do with being white,
The wayside blue and innocent heal-all?
What brought the kindred spider to that height,
Then steered the white moth thither in the night?
What but design of darkness to appall?--
If design govern in a thing so small.
My favourite excerpt from The Waste Land, by Eliot - Death By Water
Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead,
Forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep sea swell
And the profit and loss.
A current under sea
Picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell
He passed the stages of his age and youth
Entering the whirlpool.
Gentile or Jew
O you who turn the wheel and look to windward,
Consider Phlebas, who was once handsome and tall as you.
And a link to Montgomery, who is as much street-artist as he is poet.
For that reason, I thought that with a few of us dabbling in poetry here, it might be good to share some of our favourite poets and their work, to look at the masters and try to understand what makes them so excellent, and discuss the particulars of the form.
I'll start with my favourites: Robert Frost, John Donne, Sylvia Plath, Patience Agbabi, T.S. Eliot, John Montgomery (the modern one, not the monk), Allan Ginsberg, and some others who, as with my favourite bands and authors, don't come to mind immediately.
Some examples:
Design, by Frost
I found a dimpled spider, fat and white,
On a white heal-all, holding up a moth
Like a white piece of rigid satin cloth --
Assorted characters of death and blight
Mixed ready to begin the morning right,
Like the ingredients of a witches' broth --
A snow-drop spider, a flower like a froth,
And dead wings carried like a paper kite.
What had that flower to do with being white,
The wayside blue and innocent heal-all?
What brought the kindred spider to that height,
Then steered the white moth thither in the night?
What but design of darkness to appall?--
If design govern in a thing so small.
My favourite excerpt from The Waste Land, by Eliot - Death By Water
Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead,
Forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep sea swell
And the profit and loss.
A current under sea
Picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell
He passed the stages of his age and youth
Entering the whirlpool.
Gentile or Jew
O you who turn the wheel and look to windward,
Consider Phlebas, who was once handsome and tall as you.
And a link to Montgomery, who is as much street-artist as he is poet.
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