Love’s Philosophy – P. B. Shelley

Love’s Philosophy

The fountains mingle with the river,
And the rivers with the ocean;
The winds of heaven mix forever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In another’s being mingle–
Why not I with thine?

See, the mountains kiss high heaven,
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister flower could be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth,
And the moonbeams kiss the sea;–
What are all these kissings worth,
If thou kiss not me?

Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792 – 1822)

Here is a love sonnet from a romantic Shelley seeking a kiss … or using his words seeking to mingle in another’s being … very suggestive. Whether it was reciprocated is another matter. But it is more than just a love poem for his  love philosophy underlines some certain basic philosophic tenants in relation to how Shelley viewed the world.

The world is a unity and everything is connected. There is no such thing as a singularity. This is clearly stated in the first eight lines. But more over the connecting force in the way the world has been created is love. All things have come from a divine source and mingle in a natural love with ‘sweet emotion’. I went to a poetry meeting last night and one comment from a reader was ‘every thing in life reduces to emotion’ … and Shelley would have it as sweet emotion … a very positive view of the world and the way it was created and the essence of that creation. It is very much an inclusive view of life – one world. And a beautiful world.

In the last two lines of this section we see a personal plea for Shelley to mingle with some particular person … suggesting that these words were given, or read, to someone special. Another interpretation of ‘I with thine’ is a seeking of a link between Shelley and his environment … we perhaps assume that Shelley feels connected with nature … my view is that he certainly does for he expresses the beauty of the world in his poetry … but he may be seeking a deeper link.

The last six lines explore the close relationships between elements in the universe. This close connectivity is likened to ‘kissing’, moreover he now considers nature in terms of the family relationships of sister-brother … this is how the elements are joined … you may think that this is a little bit poetic in the extreme.

The last two lines say it all … please kiss me … this is what it is all about, for all this natural connectivity has no value unless he is connected likewise.

Perhaps those that have had an intense spiritual experience can equate the experience with a feeling of great love for nature … a greater awareness of the beauty in nature … and on the same basis as that expressed by Shelley.

(I have this vague memory of Prince Charles talking to his plants at one stage in his life … perhaps he had been reading too much Shelley.)

Here is a link to Percy Bysshe Shelley on Wikipedia.

When I am in doubt – Glenn Colquhoun

When I am in doubt
(a poem for surgeons)

When I am in doubt
I talk to surgeons.
I know they will know what to do.

They seem so sure.

Once I talked to a surgeon.
He said that when he is in doubt
he talks to priests.
Priests will know what to do.

They seem so sure.

Once I talked to a priest.
He said that when he is in doubt
he talks to God.
God will know what to do.

God seems so sure.

Once I talked to God.
He said that when he is in doubt
he thinks of me.
He says I will know what to do.

I seem so sure.

Dr Glenn Colquhoun
Hammersmith Press UK 2007
First published Robert Steele NZ 2002

Glenn Colquhoun is a contemporary New Zealand poet and medical doctor. Here is a link to some of his poems … http://www.beyond-the-pale.co.uk/backwards.htm

I had the pleasure of attending a workshop under his leadership a couple of years ago.

This could be regarded as a ‘pass-the-buck for advice poem’ the sequence of authority being – Surgeon-Priest-God … and of course we are going up the ladder.

The last stanza is where it all happens so to speak … after the build-up … and apart from a cynical response here is another interpretation and an interesting twist …

… and generalizing in the following to anyone with difficult decisions in life …

… a nice personification of God that when He is in doubt that humanity will do the ‘right thing’ He has faith at a very personal level that ‘We’ will know what to do. You could say God has great faith in his  creation … great faith in you and me. Usually we see faith flowing the other way so the reverse is an interesting change of thought … an emphasis on a two-way connectivity of the flowing of faith.

… and of course to what extent does any ‘God-connectivity’ aid us in our own decision making can only be answered by each of us at a very personal level … regardless whether or not we have to make difficult decisions akin to the work of a doctor

… and do we go up the hierarchy in that quest for working out what to do – and is God on the agenda … well that’s another question

… another thought if you are in the creation process do you likewise have faith in your own creations … and faith in your own children if you have any … well we always live in hope.

The Fragrance at Flanders – Anzac Day 2014

The Fragrance at Flanders

This was not scented Alps
where nothing but the daylight changes,
nor descending by the Starnberger See
after early exercise, strolling into
the Hofgarten to drink coffee with friends
as unbridled talk merges
with the expanse of morning.

Nor was this a plunge
into a Bloomsbury morning
of Clarissa opening French windows
to the breath of a summer day. Nor a
blackbird singing in the daze of early light,
or the buying of flowers while thoughts distract
to the arrangement of a party.

At Flanders, in the half-born morning
body after body fell
indiscriminately into the mud.
Each man glad to take their final leave,
exuding a common stench
until it accumulated in a message
that couldn’t be ignored.

For a brief moment
there was a lull in the fighting
as the men were buried.
And for once there was a sensitivity
as if Christ had walked out of dead flesh
to bring together both sides –
or just nature self-correcting.

Richard Scutter 25 April 2011

Context … OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

… and here is a link to another poem

A Fixed Idea – Amy Lowell

Here is an early poem by Amy Lowell

A Fixed Idea

What torture lurks within a single thought
When grown too constant; and however kind,
However welcome still, the weary mind
Aches with its presence. Dull remembrance taught
Remembers on unceasingly; unsought
The old delight is with us but to find
That all recurring joy is pain refined,
Become a habit, and we struggle, caught.
You lie upon my heart as on a nest,
Folded in peace, for you can never know
How crushed I am with having you at rest
Heavy on my life. I love you so
You bind my freedom from its rightful quest.
In mercy lift your drooping wings and go.

Amy Lowell

This poem is a Petrarchan sonnet with rhyming scheme ‘ABBAABBACDCDCD’.

The first eight lines give emphasis to the mind reflecting – thinking of a time when there was joy/delight. Thinking about it being a poor substitute to the actual experience … however the experience is such that you cannot get it out of the mind … it was that important and that emotionally charged that it dominates your life … in summary trapped in the dull pain of remembrance … the recurring joy is now ‘pain refined’. Interesting words defining the type of pain being experienced … to me it seems like a grieving … a loss has taken place and can never return. So it leads to questions such as – what to do to escape the relapse to the past? … how to incorporate a highly emotional experience in on-going living in a positive way?

The last six lines are the turn in the sonnet. Now we clearly know that this is a love experience and the lover (=you) is clearly identified. And you lie on the heart as a nest … you have made your home upon my heart and settled down at peace … but you don’t know how terrible this is to me now that you have gone … (we don’t know the circumstances – nor do we know whether the person concerned is alive or if alive whether he or she has any comprehension of how important the relationship was to the other person.)

This love can’t be ignored … a plea to find a way for it to be dissolved … for it to take flight as a bird leaving a nest. Drooping wings a very appropriate word … freedom is needed … for the wings to be activated.

Well how do you ‘deal with life’ after a relationship ends … after a death … after any other major event which dominates the mind.

And can you ever stop love?

 

Some Easter Words

Easter Sunday

The world is charged with the grandeur of God … Gerard Manley Hopkins
… – …
pure gold in blue sky
beauty of this risen day
touches all creation
… – …
Christmas is the birth
Easter – a life-time project ends
in non-ending life
… – …

Easter – the marriage of humanity and divinity through Jesus based on unconditional love.
love does not alter when alteration finds … Shakespeare Sonnet 116

Celebrate LIFE … shockingly beautiful.

 Enjoy today – Every day.

from last year

 … And a link to the personal poem ‘Infinite Glory’ … an alternative title to this poem –  ‘I let your beauty’ depending on the secular/non-secular perspective.

Eli, Eli – Judith Wright

Eli, Eli

To see them go by drowning in the river –
soldiers and elders drowning in the river,
the pitiful women drowning in the river,
the children’s faces staring from the river –
that was his cross, and not the cross they gave him.

To hold the invisible wand, and not to save them –
to know them turned to death, and not to save them;
only to cry to them and not to save them
knowing that no one but themselves could save them –
this was the wound, more than the wound they dealt him.

To hold out love and know they would not take it,
to hold out faith and know they dared not take it –
the invisible wand, and none would see or take it –
all he could give, and there was none to take it –
thus they betrayed him not with the tongue’s betrayal.

He watched, and they were drowning in the river;
faces like sodden flowers in the river
faces of children moving in the river;
and all the while he knew there was no river.

Judith Wright (from the ‘Woman to Man’ sequence 1949)

The title Eli, Eli (Eloi, Eloi) … suggests those words spoken on the cross by Christ – ‘… why have you forsaken me’

Looking at the poem stanza by stanza …

S1 … it seems that everyone is drowning in the river … interesting that the children aren’t drowning, they are caught up in the river though, but they are not drowning, they are staring – watching what is going on in a fixed state

… the last line defines the ‘cross’ given to Christ in terms of this scene … to watch the world drowning (or staring) in the river … and this is not the cross given to him (the crucifixion cross) … but it is not until later that this is clarified

S2 … Christ had (has) the ‘invisible wand’ the ability to intervene … note that it is an invisible power … but JC can only cry … he does not save them – a contrast with the view of Christ=Saviour … the key is in the fourth line – it is up to the each person to save themselves the pain is that JC must watch when he knows they have the ability to be saved … and the last line suggests that this pain is greater than the physical pain

S3 … the details of the ‘invisible wand’ are stated in terms of the gifts of love and faith … but these have been ignored … the message of Christ has not been heard … all that he had to give … the people not hearing – not taking up the power of the wand … in doing this they have betrayed him far more than a lip-betrayal.

S4 … so JC is watching the drowning in the river … interesting that the children are not drowning but moving in the river … then we have that powerful last line … there is no river … the river is a creation of humanity = all those things that stop us truly living

…and the children moving in the environment of the negative adult world – ( … unless you become like little children comes to mind … age corrupts perhaps).

This poem gives a new dimension on that final crucifixion scene. Christ looking out on the crowd. Christ in pain because his message is not headed. Christ recognizing children … and we like sodden flowers.

In summary – a very spiritual poem with great understanding on how Christ works. One of JW’s excellent early poems.

Footnote …

Matthew 27:45
“Eli, Eli lema sabatchthani?” – “My God, My God, why did you abandon me?”

Digesting the Seasons

Digesting the Seasons

early morning walk
breakfast windows opened wide
the day glistening
daffodils dance in the breeze
a buzz of expectation

— *** —

a luncheon party
ham-salad and fruit in the shade
‘a dry white anyone?’
the ceiling-fan slices still air
distant hills shudder the heat

— *** —

afternoon tea-time
shadows stretch across the grass
crockery clatter
children can play another hour
while adults chatter at the tables

— *** —

a steel-blue frost sky
foot-crunch ground with coat and glove
the home-fire ablaze
an oven-dinner cooking
warmth fills the night-wrapped room

Richard Scutter 7 April 2014

Haiku and Tanka – Text to mull and dwell

Looking at the traditional Japanese structures of Haiku and Tanka … Haiku is simply three lines with the first and last line five syllables and the middle line seven … Tanka is an extension of Haiku by adding two extra seven syllable lines …

Here is an example by Doris Heitmeyer … a contemporary poet who I think is (or has been) the secretary of the American Haiku Society.

On the morning bus

I look past the handsome face

to the red maple.

When did it happen – the change

in the leaves, the change in me? 

Doris Heitmeyer, New York

The first sentence is a Haiku statement of a person (the poet) travelling on a bus … the morning bus implies that she is a regular bus traveler, perhaps on the way to work or shopping … she looks past another traveler … past a handsome face … it is up to the reader to fill in any personal details like age, sex … and where positioned on the bus … but she looks past this person to an outside view via the window … the important detail is the face … maybe she has been studying this face … and she sees the red maple … so we know it is autumn. The red maple is quite a stunning autumn tree so the maple and the face have common prominence in the eye of the traveler. If the poem ended here with just these lines it would be no more than a simple factual statement on a moment of travel on a bus.

But this moment of everyday travel has stimulated a personal reflection defined by the extension of the last two lines to form the Tanka. The important word is ‘change’ a personal change … the metaphor change in the leaves … relating to the direct reference by last three words … ‘change in me’. So there is a question to be contemplated … it is up to the reader to contemplate on the thoughts suggested … for example …

Has there been an age change … a physical change in the face of the person … or is the change an internal change within … is the change for better or for worse … how dramatic is the change … is it inevitable as with a changing season … or is this change in relation to many years …

… and of course the reader will start to think of how she or he has changed in any dramatic way.

The reader’s understanding/interpretation is dictated by personal experience and the unique personal association prompted by the words presented by the poet …

I think there is quite a contrast with such short Haiku and Tanka text compared with other forms of poetic expression … for few words are read – but much thought and contemplation is needed to appreciate the text … for those that like to dwell and mull.