Words Remembering Jane Austen

Remembering Jane Austen

It is interesting that the memorial originally placed in Winchester Cathedral makes no mention of her writing …

The benevolence of her heart, the sweetness of her temper, and the extraordinary endowments of her mind obtained the regard of all who knew her, and the warmest love of her intimate connections. Their grief is in proportion to their affection they know their loss to be irreparable, but in their deepest affliction they are consoled by a firm but humble hope that her charity, devotion, faith and purity, have rendered her soul acceptable in the sight of her redeemer.

… and fifty five years were to pass before a second tablet was added which included the words …

To Jane Austen known to many by her writings.

The inscription concludes with a quotation from the book of Proverbs …

She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness.

Here are the words of Jane Austen’s own prayer …

“May we now, and on each return of night, consider how the last day has been spent by us, what have been our prevailing thoughts, words and actions during it, and how far we can acquit ourselves of evil.”   (Memoir Works … ed . Chapman and Southam, Oxford University Press 1972 … Page 453)

… and Jane Austen did write some light verse … below is a poem obtained via this link

Oh! Mr. Best, you’re very bad

Oh! Mr. Best, you’re very bad
And all the world shall know it;
Your base behaviour shall be sung
By me, a tunefull Poet.—

You used to go to Harrowgate
Each summer as it came,
And why I pray should you refuse
To go this year the same?—

The way’s as plain, the road’s as smooth,
The Posting not increased;
You’re scarcely stouter than you were,
Not younger Sir at least.—

If e’er the waters were of use
Why now their use forego?
You may not live another year,
All’s mortal here below.—

It is your duty Mr Best
To give your health repair.
Vain else your Richard’s pills will be,
And vain your Consort’s care.

But yet a nobler Duty calls
You now towards the North.
Arise ennobled—as Escort
Of Martha Lloyd stand forth.

She wants your aid—she honours you
With a distinguished call.
Stand forth to be the friend of her
Who is the friend of all.—

Take her, and wonder at your luck,
In having such a Trust.
Her converse sensible and sweet
Will banish heat and dust.—

So short she’ll make the journey seem
You’ll bid the Chaise stand still.
T’will be like driving at full speed
From Newb’ry to Speen hill.—

Convey her safe to Morton’s wife
And I’ll forget the past,
And write some verses in your praise
As finely and as fast.

But if you still refuse to go
I’ll never let your rest,
Buy haunt you with reproachful song
Oh! wicked Mr. Best!—

Jane Austen

An internal conversational poem by a woman concerning the movement of a man according to the lady-situation in that part of the country … Mr Best being not bad at all but just following his fancy filled freedom of his youth in searching for a suitable playmate … what do you think?

The Jane Austen the film ‘Becoming Jane’ … a 3 star rating … has a factual base but the fabric is its own creation. Apparently Jane was interested in another gentleman, besides Mr Lefroy, while at the coast on holiday. This fellow died mysteriously. Jane could have written ‘Persuasion’ based on this contact … a link to this film

Seeking Perfection – St John of the Cross

Here is a poem by St John of the Cross on the spiritual journey of life. Best known for his ‘Dark Night of the Soul’ poetry .The poems written when incarcerated in Spain.

In the opening statement perfection is defined as the union with God and to get there a spiritual journey is needed which denies the self (by negation).

My annotated comments appear after each stanza.

Song of the Soul that Delights in Reaching the Supreme State

of perfection, that is, the union with God,
by the path of spiritual negation.

Upon a darkened night
on fire with all love’s longing
– O joyful flight! –
I left, none noticing,
my house, in silence, resting.

S1 … there is contrast between the fire of love and the dark night … the fire of love = the journey of the soul … a journey of joy and a natural journey … none notice this departure … no other people around at the time or is this just the departure from the body … leaving the body to rest (the physical person=house) … note the house is still alive but sleeping (compare with S8 where the house is forgotten/dead).

Secure, devoid of light,
by secret stairway, stealing
– O joyful flight! –
in darkness self-concealing,
my house, in silence, resting.

S2 … the spiritual journey is seen as a secret stairway … a personal journey that none can know except the person concerned … and hidden by darkness or the non-spiritual world … stealing= taking something from another and in doing denying something … and the repeat of the last line of S1 in S2 emphasising the departure from the body again left sleeping

In the joy of night,
in secret so none saw me,
no object in my sight
no other light to guide me,
but what burned here inside me.

S3 … night blankets everything except self … nice, that is if you want to be alone and not distracted … no objects in sight … and if you have secreted yourself away there is nobody to take any notice of you and you have the world to yourself … and if all is totally dark then you can internalise totally … get in touch with your inner self … in this case a place you burn to go to and a place that brings joy … perhaps the spiritual journey ends in a kind of self-centred experience? … in the end we only have ourselves?

Which solely was my guide,
more surely than noon-glow,
to where he does abide,
one whom I deeply know
a place where none did show.

S4 … nice play on words … sole and solely … for this is a journey of the soul … and here we again see a total reliance and understanding within the individual – the only guide needed is from within and so knowing of the path … which is illuminated more than the full sun of noon … and the path home, the path to where the person belongs … a place where none did show except the self. The uniqueness of the personal spiritual journey is emphasised.

O night, my guide!
O night, far kinder than the dawn!
O night that tied
the lover to the loved,
the loved in the lover there transformed!

S5 … dawn gives new life, the start of a new day … but this night and darkness gives new life out of the night and darkness which is the guide to the future … but not the dawning of day but the dawning of a spiritual awakening and a transformation based on love … a very different window of light

On my flowering breast,
that breast I kept for him alone,
there he took his rest
while I regaled my own,
in lulling breezes from the cedars blown.

S6 … a very personal approach to the spiritual integration … the spiritual journey to perfection (regale = to entertain or give plenty of food and drink) … perhaps to give everything of oneself in this fashion in the union of love … and note there is something special here kept alone for this purpose towards the completion of the journey. (‘Behold, I will liken you to a cedar in Lebanon, with fair branches and forest shade’ – Ezekiel 31:3)

The breeze, from off the tower,
as I sieved through its windings,
with calm hands, that hour,
my neck, in wounding,
left all my senses hanging.

S7 … this is the follow-on absorption into a new sensuality based on the ‘breath’ from the tower which now reaches a communion (religious connotations … God and the tower of Babel when communion was denied and the people were scattered) and the sensuality is such that it appears to wound and leave all other senses without meaning (hanging without connection).

Self abandoned, self forgot,
my face inclined to the beloved one:
all ceased, and I was not,
my cares now left behind, and gone:
there among the lilies all forgotten.

S8 … finality in reaching perfection … the death of self and self-cares … (lilies symbolic of the passing and death) … there is a certain feeling of emptiness left behind.

St John of the Cross

Born at Hontoveros, Castille Spain 1542 died 1591 at Ubeda.

… and here are some more words from St John of the Cross on perfection

Summary of Perfection

Ignoring the created and inferior;
Remembering above all things the creator;
Attention to the life that is interior;
For the beloved love that’s always greater.

… and a reference link to more analysis

Report Card – 2013

Report Card 2013

could do better, could do much better

there once came a God from the sky
who looked on the Earth with a sigh
Oh what a disgrace!
that Human Race
so he returned back up to the sky

Will humanity progress this year?
Has God gone to sleep in his arm chair?

… and what was your report like? …

A very happy New Year to Everyone.

Richard Scutter  31 January

Some Christmas Words for 2013

Well Christmas Day is upon us again, I guess we are all in festive mood and enjoying time with family and friends – I hope that is the case. However, some will undoubtedly spend this day by themselves – for whatever reason – so it may be more a day to be endured without any sharing or celebration.

Going without at Christmas

Going without is terrible!
especially at Christmas
just imagine –
no presents to open
no turkey in the oven
and no children laughing at the door!

But imagine,
without the Christmas gift –
there would be no Easter,
and without Easter
life would become just
a series of continual sparks
dying in a sea
of perpetual darkness.

… and here are some Christmas Day words from previous years in the form of the Haiku –

Christmas Day 2012

beneath the wrappings,
tinsel, and a turkey bone
Christ can still be found

and for the new generation man and woman …

beneath the wrappings,
tinsel, and a turkey bone
Christ can still be phoned

Christmas Day 2011

this one special day
continues to make each day
special for everyone

I hope everyone will get something special out of this day whatever their circumstances

All the best … Richard Scutter

… be happy!

Nativity – James McAuley

Nativity

The thin distraction of a spider’s web
collects the clear cold drops of night.
Seeds falling on the water spread
a rippling target for the light.

The rumour in the ear now murmurs less,
the snail draws in its tender horn,
the heart becomes a bare attentiveness,
and in that bareness light is born.

James McAuley

I like this simple expression of the lead up to the Christmas birth in terms of light and the break of a new day.

A spider’s web is of course thin and its purpose is to entrap insects so collecting clear cold drops of water is in that sense a distraction. I think many would identify with the image of seeing spider webs glisten with dew in the early morning light. And who hasn’t seen seeds falling on water. But these seeds are falling before daybreak waiting for light to illuminate.

The rumour of Christmas decreases with the approach to the birth just as the snail withdraws its tender horn aware of the imminent approach of damaging light. The heart and nature in general is attentive to the coming break of day. How appropriate to consider this as bare and in this bareness light is born.

The response of nature to the breaking first light is an everyday event but is the first light of Christmas Day different from any other day and to what extent was the birth of Christ anticipated by nature or indeed part of a natural evolution.

I think James McAuley’s words indicate something quite special – consider the title, nativity and the link of the birth of light to the birth of Christ.

Footnote –

James Phillip McAuley was an Australian academic, poet, journalist, literary critic and a prominent convert to Roman Catholicism.

Wikipedia link – James McAuley

International Poetry Competition – University of Canberra

There is a major international poetry competition currently open for submissions closing in May 2014 … with an exceptional monetary offering of $A15,000 for the top poem. The total prize pool is $A25,000.

This is being offered by the International Institute of Poetry Studies within Canberra University.

Apart from the financial offering the main attributes are – entries are invited world-wide, maximum 50 lines and maximum 1,000 words.

The competition is in recognition of poetry … as a highly resilient and sophisticated human activity.

I am sure the financial prizes will attract many entries … of course real poets don’t do it for the money … however all poets like recognition and the winner will certainly get that … by the way you don’t have to be a published poet to put in an entry – so it is open to anyone with a creative urge – I mention this because creative-inventive poems are the order of the day – there is a small cost for each entry …and  there is plenty of time to get working on your creation as the completion closes at the end of May 2014.

See this link for all the details – This is the Competition Website

Shakespeare Sonnet 37 – Analysis

As a decrepit father takes delight
To see his active child do deeds of youth,
So I, made lame by Fortune’s dearest spite,
Take all my comfort of thy worth and truth;
For whether beauty, birth, or wealth, or wit,
Or any of these all, or all, or more,
Entitled in thy parts, do crowned sit,
I make my love engrafted to this store:
So then I am not lame, poor, nor despised,
Whilst that this shadow doth such substance give
That I in thy abundance am sufficed,
And by a part of all thy glory live.
Look what is best, that best I wish in thee:
This wish I have; then ten times happy me!

Sonnet 37 above has been lauded as one of Shakespeare’s key sonnets because of a possible strong religious inference. Refer to the following excellent Website where all the sonnets are analysed in detail line by line. Sonnet 37 is also discussed in great length in the introduction to the sonnets where the sonnet is linked to biblical texts including Psalm 37.

It is my purpose in this post to explore this sonnet from a personal religious perspective … with reference to some of the text and analysis from the above mentioned site … http://www.shakespeares-sonnets.com/sonnet/index.php courtesy of Oxquarry Books Ltd.

The following text is from the sonnet summary …

An interlude occurs, in which the poet takes stock and reflects on what the youth has given him. Though he himself is old and useless, the abundance of the youth’s qualities feeds into his veins, like sap into a grafted tree. This transforms him and removes his lameness and his failures. The youth has everything that is desirable, and the great store of his qualities diffuses its glory around. The poet is contented, for he sees that his beloved has all that is best, all that he could wish for him, and he basks in this reflected glory, his decrepit status now entirely forgotten.

The key to my sonnet interpretation is in line 4 and the reference to thy.

Shakespeare is making comparison between Father and child in the preceding lines but it is not clear on the nature of the thy … but all comfort worth and truth is involved … and from a religious point of view thy could be a reference to Christ. Especially as all truth is involved – an attribute associated with deity.

My line by line commentary below is based on this interpretation and references some of the Site commentary …

1. As a decrepit father takes delight
2. To see his active child do deeds of youth,

decrepit father Shakespeare reflects on being like a father worn down by age who takes consolation in an active child (son). The Father – Son relationship is critical in Christian philosophy.

3. So I, made lame by Fortune’s dearest spite,
4. Take all my comfort of thy worth and truth;

made lame – This is a metaphor associated with his need for support … Christ’s first actions were to heal (the lame).

If dearest spite = most severe malignancy … this could refer to the imperfection of man, the most severe of all malignancies … (the relationship is healed on the cross by active work of the son).

All comfort worth and truth … Shakespeare identifies with the son … a declaration of total support from Christ. In many of the sonnets the importance of the next generation is paramount (the son) in giving life to the preceding generation.

And from the Site commentary …Take all my comfort of = derive all my comfort from.

worth and truth are qualities which link the beloved to Christ, particularly the words of St. John’s Gospel, And the same word became fleshe, and dwelt among vs ( and we sawe the glory of it, as the glory of the only begotten sonne of the father) full of grace and trueth. John 1. 14. Bishop’s Bible 1568. The echo is not exact, but the youth is often praised for his grace, as e.g. in Sonnet 17.

5. For whether beauty, birth, or wealth, or wit,

These are the traditional inheritance characteristics of the aristocrat.

6. Or any of these all, or all, or more,

Text from the site …

The superabundance of all these qualities, and the way they seem to burst out of the boundaries of expressing them, as out of a magician’s hat, each one causing new wonderment, enhances the expectation of where it might lead. Are we to see a new monarch crowned, or a new era proclaimed? Surely they are enough to make the youth, or the beloved poet who sings his praises, immortal?

For this discussion I am equating the youth to Christ

7. Entitled in thy parts, do crowned sit,

If the subject is in fact Christ then there is no question of entitlement.

8. I make my love engrafted to this store:

Text from the site …

I make my love engrafted to = I graft myself lovingly on to them. The Q spelling is ingrafted, possibly underlining the intimacy of the relationship. To this store = to the store and abundance of your qualities.

Grafting has vine religious connotations of personal association common in the New Testament.

9. So then I am not lame, poor, nor despised,

Reference to Christ’s support for those most in need.

10. Whilst that this shadow doth such substance give

Christ is like a shadow which is inseparable from the body though not always seen. This may be a stretch in thought but I do I like this wonderful imagery of Christ being always there for a person – and more in evidence when the sun is shining. To have Christ as a shadow is all that is needed given the nature of Christ.

And from the Site …

The imagery shifts from being engrafted, and bearing a title, to that of deriving sustenance from the beneficent shade offered by the youth. The meaning is approximately ‘While your shadow and your influence pours on to me such abundance of well-being, such absolute reality of existence’. The sudden appearance of substance and shadow in this sonnet is odd, and I suspect that it may be an oblique reference to the doctrine of transubstantiation, playing on the idea of the beloved as the Christ figure. There must be a link in thought also to sonnet 53.

What is your substance, whereof are you made,
That millions of strange shadows on you tend?

Shakespeare often used the substance/shadow dichotomy, which he seems to have been rather fond of. These are the instances of its use in the plays.

COUNTESS of A. Then have I substance too.
TALBOT No, no, I am but shadow of myself:
You are deceived, my substance is not here; 1H6-2-3

That Talbot is but shadow of himself?
These are his substance, sinews, arms and strength, 1H6-2-3

To your most gracious hands, that are the substance
Of that great shadow I did represent; 2H6-1-1

Which dreams indeed are ambition, for the very
substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream. Ham.II.2

…..Yet look how far
The substance of my praise doth wrong this shadow
In underprizing it, so far this shadow
Doth limp behind the substance. MV.III.2.126-9

That I have purchased at an infinite rate, and that hath taught me to say this:
‘Love like a shadow flies when substance love pursues;
Pursuing that that flies, and flying what pursues’. MW.II.2.206-9.

The usual direction of traffic is from substance to shadow. It is interesting that the reverse is shown, in that the shadow gives substance. The implication is that Christ as a shadow has more power and substance than the body of a person. An emphasis given to the shadow (spiritual nature) .

11. That I in thy abundance am sufficed,

So that I have sufficient for myself from your abundant supply of excellence. Cf from Psalm 37

… the meeke spirited shall possesse the earth: and shalbe delighted in the abundance of peace Psalm 37:11

12. And by a part of all thy glory live.

A mere part of your glory is enough to give life and being to me.

13. Look what is best, that best I wish in thee:

Look what is best = whatever (in the world) is best. As in sonnet 9 – Look what an unthrift in the world doth spend …

Christ deserves all that is best … his right.

14. This wish I have; then ten times happy me!

I am so happy when Christ continues to grow with all that is best (as the world repairs).

Contrast – Emily Dickinson

Contrast

A door just opened on a street–
I, lost, was passing by–
And instant’s width of warmth disclosed,
And wealth, and company.

 
The door as sudden shut, and I,
I, lost, was passing by,–
Lost doubly, but by contrast most,
Enlightening misery.

 
Emily Dickinson
 
What a well-chosen word – enlighten – to give clarifying information to someone … and in this case the reader is enlightened to the state of the person represented in the text … I think it would be valid to assume Emily Dickinson had such an experience of misery … it is such a common occurrence …that is losing your way in a big city.
 
I have just seen the film ‘The Butler’ … there is a defining event concerning a very hungry person and exquisite cakes are in view but the window is a shutout to a hungry man as he walks the street.
 
But I think this poem is all about loss and loosing something perhaps you might have taken for granted. I must admit when overseas there comes a time when I really appreciate Oz and I guess we can easily generalize to many different situations when we experience loss and then it is highlighted by some other experience.
 
Black Becomes Blacker
 
Black
Black
Black
 
For a split second super-white
 
Blacker Black
Blacker Black
Blacker Black
 
You can use the above as a framework in creating your own contrast poem … and of course there are many variations on this theme … for example five stanzas (three black stanzas, one super-white then one blacker black) or if a sonnet eight black lines then six super-white/ blacker black. 
 
… and by the way you can buy super-white paint as well as just white.