Consider these two lines from the first and second sections, respectively, of Lord Byron's 1813 poem, "Bride of Abydos":
Where the citron and olive are fairest of fruit,
The mind within, well skilled to hide
Now compare the two lines from the octet and sestet of Dr. A.W. Niloc's elegiac sonnet, "Grasshopper":
The world won't change for one so small
as the guide of my passing and mother to my dreams.
What is remarkable about these verses?
Grasshopper uploaded by Earl Gray onto Vimeo.
We've seen poems that have more than one meter in the same cadence. For example, we have the "common meter" of many hymns, including "Amazing Grace", alternating between iambic tetrameter and iambic trimeter:
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound
that saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost but now am found,
was blind, but now I see.
Similarly, T.S. Eliot's "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" has no less than four meters, all iambic: trimeter, tetrameter, pentameter and heptameter.
What distinguishes "Bride of Abydos" and "Grasshopper" from Amazing Grace" and "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" is the change in cadence between iambic and anapestic.
From Section I:
Where the citron and olive are fairest of fruit,
From Section II:
The mind within, well skilled to hide
From the octet:
The world won't change for one so small
From the sestet:
as the guide of my passing and mother¹ to my dreams.
Compare how jarring the iambic versus anapestic transition is compared to the smooth, seamless drifting between trinaries, from amphibrachs and anapests and back again, in Leonard Cohen's "Famous Blue Raincoat":
It's four in the morning, the end of December
And you treated my woman¹ to a flake of your life
Sincerely, L. Cohen
The startling effect of mixing trinary (e.g. dactyls, amphibrachs or anapests) sections or stanzas with binary (e.g. trochees or iambs) ones defines the DATIA. A complete DATIA uses all five cadences of the acronym: Dactyls, Anapests, Trochees, Iambs and Amphibrachs. An example is "Tecumseh" (who was aka "Shooting Star" or "Panther That Crouches In Wait"):
You, Canadian? The greatest American? You fought to be neither, but nor
were you panther that crouches in wait. You were egret, your feet in the mud
as you stood above weeds. Both your fathers would leave you to war.
Brock would say no more valorous warrior exists. Sure as apple trees bud,
the pleas of a peacemaker can't be imparted
while even your traplines have got to be guarded.
Time was gravity, as shooting stars descended.
Time was charity, and at the Thames it ended.
The cities were the bellows of the wind that blew
at Prophetstown, across the rivers, over you.
Gray wolves surround as foxes slink away,
their coats the color of your blood. You'd say:
"Sing your death song and then die like a hero returning home."
Yours was the song of that egret, your life like a burning poem.
The meters of the stanzas are:
1 Anapestic Hexameter
2 Amphibrachic Tetrameter
3 Trochaic Hexameter
4 Iambic Pentameter
5 Dactyllic Pentameter
Note that the stanzas/sections can switch in midsentence.
The rare but venerable DATIA is perfect for longer poems with different speakers, moods, plot points, time periods, perspectives, et cetera. The catch is that they require a certain level of mastery.
Trivia Question: Other than the fact that they are both DATIAs, what do "Tecumseh" and "Bride of Abydos" have in common? Hint: You don't need to use any words in your answer.
Footnotes:
¹ - In essence, "mother" ("moth'r") and "woman" ("wom'n") are scanned as one syllable.
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Monday, April 7, 2014
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Friday, March 28, 2014
Brief Definition of Poetry
Shortly after the development of language, primordials would gather around the fire and tell tales. The more interesting ones might be preserved as stories, their characters and events saved for posterity. These fables, myths or sagas might be recounted differently each time. Thus:
Prose is information.
Ideally, it would be enjoyably presented information. Occasionally, someone would "nail it", recounting a narrative so perfectly that attendees would want to preserve it exactly as performed. This might include gestures and inflections but would, at the very least, require that the words not be changed. Thus:
Poetry is verbatim.
Because of its cultural, entertainment, legal, religious (e.g. the verses of the Bible, Torah, Quran, etc.), and historical value, preliterate societies expended considerable resources memorizing poetry. One of humankind's first sciences was prosody: a collection of crowd-pleasing memory aids designed to ease the task of retention. Thus:
Prosody is mnemonics.
Because it needed to be memorized, poetry became more concise and featured more repetitions: phonemes (assonance, consonance, alliteration), syllables (rhyme), feet (rhythm), stich length (meter), words and phrases (anaphora, anadiplosis), whole lines (repetends), and stanzas (choruses).
Thus, [prose] stories are told. Poetry is recited. Also, "forgettable prose" isn't an oxymoron.
Imagine if a solar flare destroyed every page and every byte of data. Even without a phenomenal "photographic" memory, we could likely recreate most of the canonical poems and none of the classic prose.
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Prose is information.
Ideally, it would be enjoyably presented information. Occasionally, someone would "nail it", recounting a narrative so perfectly that attendees would want to preserve it exactly as performed. This might include gestures and inflections but would, at the very least, require that the words not be changed. Thus:
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| Earl the Squirrel's Rule #67 |
Because of its cultural, entertainment, legal, religious (e.g. the verses of the Bible, Torah, Quran, etc.), and historical value, preliterate societies expended considerable resources memorizing poetry. One of humankind's first sciences was prosody: a collection of crowd-pleasing memory aids designed to ease the task of retention. Thus:
Prosody is mnemonics.
Because it needed to be memorized, poetry became more concise and featured more repetitions: phonemes (assonance, consonance, alliteration), syllables (rhyme), feet (rhythm), stich length (meter), words and phrases (anaphora, anadiplosis), whole lines (repetends), and stanzas (choruses).
Thus, [prose] stories are told. Poetry is recited. Also, "forgettable prose" isn't an oxymoron.
Imagine if a solar flare destroyed every page and every byte of data. Even without a phenomenal "photographic" memory, we could likely recreate most of the canonical poems and none of the classic prose.
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Wednesday, March 26, 2014
Definition of Poetry
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"Who needs a definition of poetry?"
Poets. Readers can pick up a poem, enjoy it, toss it aside and never give poetry another thought until they encounter it again. They don't need to be told what they like and they don't need to be told what they should consider poetry, good or bad. In fact, readers should be telling us what poetry is. In a roundabout, filtered, slow, convoluted and arcane way (i.e. prosody), they do! Or, at least, they used to.
Only the magician needs to know how a trick is designed and performed. Similarly, poets--and judges, editors, critics and creative writing teachers--need a workable definition simply because they are on the supply side (including quality control). Imagine if you ordered a 6th Century European armourer to manufacture a gun, saying only that guns are things that kill people. What do you suppose the chances are of that craftsman producing anything that fires a bullet?
"Yes, but unlike the armourer, budding contemporary poets have seen a poem."
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| Earl the Squirrel's Rule #78 |
What, then, is poetry?
Definitions and evaluations of poetry fail due to a number of reasons, chief among them:
- They confuse an application with a definition (e.g. "Poetry is a form of seduction");
- They confuse the subset (e.g. metrical, formal, classical) with the whole (poetry);
- They confuse quality (i.e. good versus bad) with identity (i.e. poetry or not);
- They confuse the cause (poetry) with the (emotional, intellectual, informative or humorous) effect; or,
- They confuse a mode (i.e. poetry versus prose) with a genre¹ (e.g. fiction, non-fiction, horror, romance, mystery, drama, humor, etc.), the vessel (poetry) with the cargo (content).
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| Earl the Squirrel's Rule #53 |
Of course, many of the definitions that we'll encounter were never meant to be taken seriously; the commenter is merely posing for tourists. For example, this nonsense could describe anything from the Midnight Express to a hemmorhagic fever:
Boris Pasternak:
"Poetry is a rich, full-bodied whistle, cracked ice crunching in pails,
the night that numbs the leaf, the duel of two nightingales,
the sweet pea that has run wild ..."
It is as if they are entrants in a contest to see who can produce the most ridiculous and useless "definition". If so, this would be my contribution:
"Poetry is a dagger to the heart, minus the dagger."
Nor does it get any better when these people try to define poets, as this leg-pull suggests:
e.e. cummings:
What is a Poet?
A poet is somebody who feels, and who expresses
his feelings through words.
This may sound easy. It isn't.
A lot of people think or believe or know they
feel -- but that's thinking or believing or
knowing; not feeling. and poetry is feeling --
not knowing or believing or thinking.
Almost anybody can learn to think or believe
or know, but not a single human being can be
taught to feel. Why? Because whenever you think
or you believe or you know, you're a lot of other
people; but the moment you feel, you're
NOBODY-BUT-YOURSELF.
Clearly, none of these definitions would help us write a single line of verse. Where else to look? Why, a dictionary, of course! How can we go wrong there?
Well...
Collins English Dictionary (2003):
poetry [NOUN] from Medieval Latin poetria, from Latin, poeta POET
1. literature in metrical form; verse;
2. the art or craft of writing verse;
3. poetic qualities, spirit, or feeling in anything;
4. anything resembling poetry in rhythm, beauty, etc.
Hmm. #1 and #2 ignore free verse while #3 and #4 involve poetry as a metaphor. How can we speak of "poetic qualities" or "resembling poetry" before we define poetry itself? Let's try a more aesthetically inclined source:
Merrian Webster's Encyclopaedia of Literature (1995):
poetry [Middle English poetrie, from Old French, from Medieval Latin poetria]
1. Metrical writing.
2. The production of a poet; poems.
3. Writing that formulates a concentrated imaginative awareness of experience in language chosen and arranged to create a specific emotional response through its meaning, sound and rhythm.
#1 is the usual confusion of subset and whole. #2 is tautology. #3 comes close but fails by stating that all poems attempt to elicit an emotional response.
Flaubert Gustave Flaubert (1821-1880):
"I should rather be skinned alive than exploit my feelings
in writing. I refuse to consider Art a drain-pipe for passion,
a kind of chamberpot, a slightly more elegant substitute for
gossip. No, no! Genuine poetry is not the scum of the heart."
In fact, many if not most poems in the 20th century have sought to provoke a decidedly intellectual response. Ballads often serve no other purpose than relating the facts of an event, like a news story. Is laughter an emotion?
At this point, many will fear that a definition of poetry is impossible. Think of all the conditions such a definition would have to satisfy, starting with:
- It must be independent of culture and language;
- It must be objective and verifiable, relying on identifiable and universal traits;
- It must not amount to "prose with linebreaks" or "whatever the writer presents as poetry";
- It must be acceptable to different significant audiences, present and past; and,
- It must include all existing genres, from nursery rhymes and humor to epics and Shakespearean dramas.
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| Earl the Squirrel's Rule #56 |
It's time for some good news: Not only can poetry be defined, it can be done so in one word! What is more, it is a definition that I believe everyone can accept.
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| Earl the Squirrel's Rule #87 |
Second, we need to travel through time back to the advent of language itself. Standing around campfires, our cave-dwelling ancestors would have had two forms of entertainment: prose/storytelling versus poetry/song. What arbitrary distinction separated these two? The answer is as obvious and undeniable as the difference between "The Iliad" and Aesop's Fables.
Storytellers needed to get their facts straight but, beyond that, exact wording was unnecessary. Indeed, it may even have been incumbent on them to change the wording with each recounting. Five speakers could tell the same story and it might still be interesting due to these variations.
By contrast, poetry had to be presented word-for-word. If someone liked a particular rendering of a story so much that they memorized and repeated it, that became a poem². This, then, is poetry's definition, one that has not changed in the millennia since the dawn of language itself:
Poetry is verbatim.
Of course, others have said much the same thing:
W.S. Merwin: "Poetry is like making a joke. If you get one word wrong
at the end of a joke, you have lost the whole thing."
Oscar Wilde: "A poet can survive everything but a misprint."
Étienne "Stéphane" Mallarmé: "My dear Degas, poems are not made out of ideas. They're made out of words."
Yes, I know that it seems disappointingly slap-your-forehead obvious³ and simplistic, but there you have it. Radically revise the words, but not the facts, to a story and it remains intact; make wholesale changes to the words of a poem or song and you have a different work.
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With the development of writing and, later, the Gutenberg press, prose seemed to have become a verbatim art form. After all, your copy of Timothy Findley's "Headhunter" is identical to mine. Nevertheless, we can finish the greatest novel of our time, not remember a single sentence of it and still consider it a classic. Even today, some people memorize Homer's epics but not Harper Lee's "To Kill A Mockingbird" or Herman Melville's "Moby Dick". We can note how fiction outsells poetry 1,000 to 1 yet it is poetry that is quoted more often. What about the theatre? Scripts have to be memorized by performers but is the audience tempted to do so? What plays are quoted other than Shakespeare's dramatic poetry? Poetry will always remain the only verbatim art form where it matters: in the minds of performers and, more importantly, audience members.
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This retention wasn't left to chance. Memory aids were developed. Thus, if we don't mind going from the standard (i.e. verbatim) to the method we might say:
Prosody is mnemonics.
Of course, this is simply another view of:
Don Paterson: "A poem is just a little machine for remembering itself."
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| Earl the Squirrel's Rule #67 |
Christmas Tsunami, 2004
Look! Starfish
on treetops.
Some argue that this compression itself defines poetry.
Ezra Pound: "Poetry is a language pared down to its essentials."
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| Earl the Squirrel's Rule #62 |
Stories are told. Only poetry is recited.
Poetry Prose
Genre Genre
- e.g. fiction, nonfiction, - e.g. fiction, nonfiction,
romance, comedy, etc. romance, comedy, etc.
Type
Metrical
- e.g. trimeter, pentameter, etc.
Nonmetrical
- free verse
- prose poetry
- pre-prosodic
Form
- formal
- e.g. sonnets, ghazals, etc.
- non-formal verse
- meter/stanzas but no
recognized form (e.g. sonnet)
- open
- e.g. free verse, prose poetry
Footnotes:
¹ - This is the basic error that Lewis Turco made in "The Book of Forms". Unlike a mode, a genre is defined by its content. For example, romantic fiction must be mushy and untrue; poetry or prose can be about anything.
² - We shouldn't overlook the fact that it was the audience, not the authors, editors, publishers or critics, who determined what was poetry. No audience? No poetry.
³ - Because we're trying to distinguish poetry from prose we won't get into the hybrid, "prose poetry", right now.
Learning Poetry - 1. Definition (in three minutes)
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Dolphins
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| Dolphin embryo beside a 1-inch pin |
"Screw this! We're crawling back into the ocean."
Who knows? Perhaps their collective mythology refers to a disastrous time of dry, as opposed to flooded, land.
Given that they have little more to do than eat, swim and chat, dolphins have developed vocal centers that are larger and more complex than those of humans, as is their overall brain size. Dolphins emit a signature whistle--a name assigned to them before they are a year old--to identify themselves. Just as some human societies are matrilineal, the name-sound of a male dolphin resembles its mother's more than its father's and more than those coming from a female dolphin (e.g. the sister/daughter). This suggests highly developed social and verbal skills--quite possibly higher than ours. If so, our scientists' efforts to learn their vocabulary might be like an infant from Beer Bottle Crossing, Idaho trying to learn Hungarian.
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| Bottlenose dolphin |
Actually, yes, we can. Rather easily, in fact.
I assume you're familiar with the "Telephone" game, where we give a message to the first person in a queue, have them repeat it along the line and then compare the final person's version to the original.
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| Dusky dolphin |
If you understand that, by definition, poetry is verbatim, the solution is obvious. Have a computer run file comparisons among those recordings of dolphin communication. If spectrograms uncover identical samples too long to be dismissed as phrasing (e.g. salutation, idiom, cliché, etc.) or messaging you have music and/or poetry. If there are words you have poetry (perhaps including one if its subsets, song lyrics).
The next time people tell you that a definition of poetry is useless, impractical or impossible, tell 'em about the dolphins.
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Tuesday, March 25, 2014
Densuke Watermelon
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| Densuke Watermelon from Hokkaido, Japan |
Of course not. For one, there are only about 65 Densuke watermelon grown each season. Given the number of haute cuisine outlets worldwide, you'd be lucky to get even one of these per year. Why create a market you can't serve? Do you want to make this a spectacle of some sort? Will your diner enjoy eating it in front of so many gawkers? What will the rest of your clientele say about being passed over? Will people wonder what else is available but not on the menu? Might not such exotica make your normal à la carte items seem bland by comparison? Will your suppliers and guests wonder if you are "moving in another direction" (i.e. abandoning them)?
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"That's a little extreme," you say?
Hold that thought.
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This comes before you are confronted with the central question: "Why can't all of the poetry you put out be this good?"
(Indeed, in an extreme case, an editor might go to a tiny milieu known for its poetic brilliancies--e.g. a third of 2013's AWP speakers, 4 of the top 5 critics' choice poems and all three of this century's best poets, the last 14 Nemerov winners, etc.--and announce a ban on all of its verse, along with that of any stranger who dares ask questions about the policy.)
Above all, this explains why, if you want examples of great poetry, you will need to go to smaller-budget, independent publishers. Bring your hip-waders; you'll need to trudge through a lot of sewage. To narrow your search, start with The HyperTexts and then look at some [mostly defunct] 'zines produced by knowledgeable editors: Lucid Rhythms, Autumn Sky, Shit Creek Review, The Chimaera and The Flea.
Good hunting!
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| Peter John Ross |
¹ - Ain't gonna happen.
The issue isn't "artistic integrity" or some such nonsense. It is exceedingly difficult for a stellar poet to unlearn everything they know, ignore every aesthetic instinct and resist every temptation to infuse some element of art into what they are writing. No doubt you've read the story of Usenetter Peter John Ross valiantly attempting to write as badly as Billy Collins. After 20 minutes he gave up, having authored a villanelle which, by all objective measurements, was better than anything BC has ever produced.
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