"Make it and it is a poem."
- William Carlos Williams
There
was one section of William Carlos Williams writing I found very interesting.
His poem The Descent of Winter, reminds
me a great deal of Gertrude Stein’s work Tender
Buttons. Similar to Stein, Williams writes in a way that does not
explicitly describe what he is talking about, but almost talks around it,
behind it, about it, through it, describing an object, or a place with vivid adjectives, but never explicitly
stating the direct thing or place he is describing. There is a certain openness
to his poetry that leaves the reader feeling curious and wanting more. In The Descent of Winter, Williams writes a
section titled “Introduction” written on 11/1. Williams opens,
in
almost all verse you read, mine or anybody else, the figures used and the
general impression of the things spoken of is vague “you could say it better in
prose” especially good prose, say the proses of Hemingway. The truth of the
object is somehow hazed over, dulled. So no body would go to see a play in
verse if
the
salvias, the rusty hydrangeas, the rugged cannas
there’s
too often no observation in it, in poetry. It is a soft second light of
dreaming. The sagas were not like that they seem to have been made on the spot.
While this is
only an excerpt from the introduction, I found this section interesting because
it seems as if Williams is “blurbing” on his view of poetry, and clearly explains how he views poetry. He admits to vagueness in his poetry,
and later on writes, “The good poetry is where vividness comes up “true” like
in prose but better. That’s poetry.” This reminds me of Pound’s “Doctrine of
Poetry” and the Imagist movement. Pound did not like frivolous, wordy writing,
because that’s what prose does; poetry, in Pounds eyes (and it seems Williams
feels this way as well) is concise, yet descriptive, saying what you need to
say in one image, not a great mass of words. I would not say that Williams is
an Imagist poet per se, but I think some of his poetry displays similar
characteristics of this type of poetry. For Williams, poetry displays vividness
in its lines. Williams writes, “That thing, the vividness which is poetry by
itself, makes the poem. There is no need to explain or compare. Make it and it is a poem. This is modern, not the saga.
There are not sagas—only trees now, animals, engines: There’s that (Cary, Modern American Poetry Anthology).” I
like this section of Williams’ poem because I feel like he is writing with his
own individual style and uniqueness, and shedding his “modern” light on poetry. I felt freedom in poetry when I read this excerpt of The Descent of Winter. He treats poetry creatively and directly, and writes with delicate themes and images. Williams has a way with words that make a mere "red wheel-barrow" seem like the most beautiful thing you've ever set your eyes on. He writes with beautiful, yet simple language that flows, and I liked the way he described poetry in his "Introduction."
In correlation to William Carlos
Williams’ poetry, I would like to explore Wendell Berry’s “How to Be a Poet.” I
have heard great things about Wendell Berry, and his themes of nature in his
poetry, and his style remind me a great deal of Robert Frost. He also reminded
me some of William Carlos Williams, and I enjoyed his poem “How to Be a Poet.”
Ever since I read Muriel Rukeyser’s poems on her view of poetry and how to
write poetry, I have found it very interesting when poets make poetry about
poetry. Berry writes:
i
Make a place to
sit down.
Sit down. Be
quiet.
You must depend
upon
affection,
reading, knowledge,
skill—more of
each
than you
have—inspiration,
work, growing
older, patience,
for patience
joins time
to eternity. Any
readers
who like your
poems,
doubt their
judgment.
ii
Breathe with
unconditional breath
the unconditioned
air.
Shun electric
wire.
Communicate
slowly. Live.
a
three-dimensioned life;
stay away from
screens.
Stay away from
anything
that obscures
the place it is in.
There are no
unsacred places;
there are only
sacred places
and desecrated
places.
iii
Accept what
comes from silence.
Make the best
you can of it.
Of the little
words that come out of the silence, like prayers
prayed back to
the one who prays,
make a poem that
does not disturb
the silence from
which it came.
Berry’s poem is
almost like a peaceful reminder to the poet to slow down when writing poetry.
Berry’s opening lines set the tone for the rest of the poem, “Make a place to
sit down. Sit down. Be quite.” There is an element of stillness and relying on
the things you have been taught, things you like, things you have experienced,
etc. in the second stanza, Berry encourages poets to “Shun electric wire.
Communicate slowly.” When I read this, I thought of energy running through a
wire. That energy is quick and shoots through that wire in a matter of seconds
to produce electricity, but the poet should “communicate slowly.” Berry also
encourages poets to explore with poetry, and in a way to let the poem come to
the poet instead of forcing a poem onto a page. Berry writes, “Accept what
comes from silence. Make the best you can of it. Of the little words that come
out of the silence, like prayers prayed back to the one who prays, make a poem
that does not disturb the silence from which it came.” Poetry to Berry is an
art and is not something to be rushed. To Berry, poetry is delicate and is to
be handled carefully. Both Williams and Berry bring creativity and unique
beauty with their poetry. I greatly enjoyed these poets, and their poems about
poetry.
Taybird, your analysis of poetry is really incredible! It's hard not to geek out on it a little. It's really fun to watch you explore and learn to love poetry. What I enjoy most about this post is how you hash out what poetry IS to different poets. You write, "For Williams, poetry displays vividness in its lines." I enjoyed thinking about the differences between each poet and their definition of poetry. I also enjoyed Berry's poem and the notion you made clear about slowing down when writing poetry. I think the same is true for reading it. Sometimes, I feel like the slower I read and the harder I work to understand the poem, the more rewarding it is.
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