Showing posts with label Nostalgic Collections. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nostalgic Collections. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Nostalgic Collections


When many people think about either nature or poetry plants and sappy love poems often enter their minds, but when the idea of the two concepts, nature and poetry, are merged together what then is the outcome? Sappy poetry about a poet’s love of plants? How about feelings much deeper that connect the two ideas together that recall more emotion in the subtlety of referring to nature as a home away from home? William Wordsworth, Charlotte Turner Smith, and John Keats tackle these very questions in such superb ways that a reader may forget that they are poetry that is mainly focused on nature. In each of the poets works there is a sense of nostalgia and longing sure, but it is the way in which these poets express and represent themselves through their writing that makes a reader want to dig deeper into their works and find out what in their lives influenced such great writing that could leave a person exhausted because the emotion is so strong. Each poet more or less longed for a greater feeling of oneness in their works but their ideas on aesthetic beauty and mortality that connect them even more.
During the romantic poetry movement wealthy men tended to dominate the genre but it was Charlotte Turner Smith who would inspire the poetic works of many men who would follow in her footsteps. Smith lived a life that many would not wish upon their worst enemy but that is what made her work so great. It is in Smith’s final poem “Beachy Head” where a true understanding of her is given. In the work Smith gives what seems like differing voices the opportunity to present their stories and memories but in a way that does not seem particularly cohesive as she hints at political and social strife and then to her less than satisfying and unquestionably challenging life and back again. It is however, when she gives herself a voice in “Beachy Head” that all thoughts are clear and concise and most touching especially when she states:
“I once was happy, when while yet a child, I learn'd to love these upland solitudes/ And, when elastic as the mountain air/ To my light spirit/ care was yet unknown/ And evil unforeseen:­Early it came/ And childhood scarcely passed/ I was condemned/ A guiltless exile, silently to sigh/ While Memory, with faithful pencil, drew/ The contrast; and regretting/ I compar'd With the polluted smoky atmosphere…To thunder on the coast­Haunts of my youth!”
Here Smith is referring to fondness she had of her life spent in living in the country before she was forced to move into the city of London which like the smog infested skies in the city eventually became a metaphor for her own life which forced her youth away from her. In the course blog Enargeia claims “this seems like what she was trying to say is that she was happy around such beauty in the town she lived in. but was no longer happy in London,” but it is dlacey1127 who has a more powerful assertion of Smith’s writing by making a greater connection with Smith’s writings, “She talks about wanting her mind to return to a state of peace. She describes nature so precisely that I can almost picture myself right there watching everything happen by seeing what she sees through her writing.”
            William Wordsworth who was often heard of saying that Smith influenced his work was author to some of the most amazing poems that allowed him to see nature as a sanctuary and a place to fulfill an emptiness that life made void in his heart as he aged. Unlike Smith however, Wordsworth was not as confusing in his writing and was much clearer. In “Lines Written a Few Miles Above Tintern Abbey” Wordsworth presents the tale of a troubled man who seems to be attempting to escape his problems by running to a familiar place that had once brought him much joy. In the beginning of the poem, the speaker acknowledges that it has been five long years since he last visited England’s Tintern Abbey and it is after this that he begins to reflect upon the profound effect his last visit had on him. While in the beginning of the poem the reader is made to believe that the speaker is alone on this journey, close to the poems end does the reader figure out that the speaker is not alone visiting Tintern Abbey, but unlike his sister, the speaker, is not admiring the structure of the architecture but the scenery of nature instead. It is during these moments that he uses the surrounding trees and murmuring waters to depict his more significant memories of the Abbey. The speaker implies that if he were never to hear nor see the most significant aspects of Tintern Abbey ever again that just being there with his sister was enough for him. He also hints that by just being there with her that his soul is no longer weary and that his love for the nature of Tintern Abbey does not compare to that he has for his sister. Not failing to mention, the speaker does admit that after such a lengthy emotional journey of not experiencing the natural beauty of the land that the place served as a sanctuary for him and the land itself for which he is eternally grateful. 
(Here is a picture of Tintern Abbey with visible trees which were very significant to Wordsworth’s poem.)

            The tone of the poem is nothing short of a combination of sorrow and hope and nostalgia, as represented when he writes, “to them I may have owed another gift…a blessed mood.” The “them” that he is speaking of are his memories. The speaker takes on the personality of a troubled soul who is attempting to rekindle a greatness within them that had been lost so long ago. The speaker takes on the role of a teacher or a mentor because he is attempting to expose not only the reader but his sister as well to the significance of Tintern Abbey’s natural aesthetics. Wordsworth paints magnificent pictures with his words as he describes the mountains and gloomy woods. Wordsworth uses symbolism to bring the message of the poem full circle. “Which at this season, with their unripe fruits, are clad in one green hue,” which exemplifies the speaker’s journey of maturity as he voyages throughout the poem. The history behind this poem is very important to the understanding of the poem. As discussed in class, the poem was written during the French Revolution which had a profound effect on Wordsworth as he was in love with a French woman and had a half French child with her, but because he was British he had to leave them during the time of unrest which weighed heavily upon him.
            The full circle theme seems to be a common thread amongst Wordsworth’s writings especially in the context of this course. During the course a great number of Wordsworth’s works were read beginning with ““Lines Written a Few Miles Above Tintern Abbey” and finished with The Prelude which seemed to be a full circle compilation of his life. In a blog post entitled Tintern Abbey 2.0 M. also sees the two works as synonymous pieces,  “so while reading Prelude, I was struck with the same feeling that I did when I read "Tintern Abbey" for the first time.” M. goes on to further connect the two works by lines from The Prelude, "There are in our existence spots of time / which with distinct preeminence retain/ a fructifying virtue" (298-290). M. also attributes the footnotes to their understanding of the nostalgic claims in the two works and how they worked together, “and then read the footnote for line 294 that informs the reader that "Tintern Abbey" had been written six months prior "Tintern" focused more on trying to relive the experience in times of need, yet "Prelude" is more about the act of remembering and the memory itself.”
            In the course blog Keats like the two poets mentioned above set off a firestorm in his poem “Ode on a Grecian Urn.” Many readers, myself included, could not fathom what it was about this particular urn to draw so much of his attention to make him want to write a poem about it.  After many readings however, the understanding was made clear. In, “Ode on a Grecian Urn,” John Keats attempts to bring the cliché saying that a picture is worth a thousand words to life through his speaker, who stares at the many images depicted on the urn and ponders what the legend may hold for men and women for whom the story develops. As each stanza unfolds, the thoughts of the speaker deepen and become more complicated due to the various newly founded ideas that surface for him with each glance at the urn as he elaborates on his various thoughts of the concentrated representations on the urn.
(The subject of “Ode on a Grecian Urn”)

“Rooted in awareness of pain and flux, Keats’s odes of 1819 reveal the poet’s desire to escape the painful actual and seek repose in beauty, in the ideal” (Wigod). It is through each glance that the reader is able to question the true meaning of the urn’s pictures which leads him to believe  that “ ‘Beauty is truth, truth beauty—that is all ye know on earth, and all ye need to know’”.  However, it seems as though Keats or perhaps his speaker are living in a state of untruth through that statement because it leaves out all the truths that are not beautiful but are downright ugly and more realistic to life and not those that exist in a perfectly unaltered universe because the images on the urn never progress. Hanner Nanner points out in a blog post that the lack of progress allows for the beautiful moments captured on the urn to never be destroyed as they refer back to the poem,
“The first set of lines that always stick out to me come from the second stanza: "Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard/ Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on." While Keats may be talking about the piper who can never finish his song, as depicted on the urn, this has always been a sort of symbol for optimism for me. While a song may never be heard as it is intended, it can also never be ruined.”
            “Once upon a time there was a general consensus that Romantic poets flooded their work with a sincerity that enabled readers to feel a privileged access to the growth of a poet’s mind, the fears that he might cease to be, the delight that came sudden on his heart.” (Labbe) In Labbe’s assessment it is easy to picture Smith, Wordsworth, or Keats as they each seemed to battle mortality only in differing ways as Smith almost seemed to be waiting impatiently, Wordsworth seemingly indifferent but not quite ready to accept the idea, and Keats who doing all he could to run in the opposite direction from death. Each poet used there writing as a way to fill a void left in their lives by looking back on the nature that they loved so dearly to gather an understanding of themselves along the way. Smith was desperately clinging to one of the last fond memories of her time as a girl before her life became something that she could no longer control. Wordsworth on the other hand was hurting over being away from his loved ones at such a time when seeing them again seemed almost highly unlikely and the place that brought him any joy was Tintern Abbey’s nature. Even though the urn was not physically nature scenes on the urn involved nature that the speaker in Keats’ poem clung to in hopes that nothing change but rather stay the same, and while the other two poets understood that seasons come and go and death is only another step Keats ran from it. They all found beauty in their picturesque view of nature even though each view differed from the other.



 Works Cited
3.      Labbe, Jacqueline M. Smith, Wordsworth, and the Model of the Romantic Poet. Modeling the Self: Subjectivity and Identity in Romantic and Post-Romantic Thought and Culture Numéro 51. August 2008.
4.      Wigod, Jacob D. PMLA, Vol. 72 No. 1 March 1957, pp. 113-121. 







Thursday, December 6, 2012

Recollecting Memories

The theme of nature is obviously present in Wordsworth's "The Prelude", but what about the theme of collecting? It seems that Wordsworth is recollecting childhood memories, experiences, etc. I think that by doing this, Wordsworth allows his adult self to realize the importance of these childhood memories-these memories have shaped who he is as an adult. Wordsworth really digs into the philosophical and psychological importance of these memories and relates them more specifically to society (and nature) at large. Throughout the poem, I think there are both fanciful and vitalistic views of life in "The Prelude" because Wordsworth's ideas become more developed as he gets older. I actually enjoyed the idea of recollecting memories, one because thats what this whole semester has been about-collecting, but also because don't we recollect memories in our everyday lives already?

Pieces of a Puzzle

I have to say that I've really enjoyed reading the Prelude. When we first read Wordsworth it  was a little much. Tintern Abbey was handful to read, but I found the Prelude to be exquisite. I agree with some of the other posts that it was a little hard to keep up with Wordsworth, given that he very sporadic in this, but the fluidity and imagery of the poem made it tolerable. Also I love when what I'm reading is so descriptive that I can easily picture it in my head, Wordsworth goes above and beyond this in the Prelude. The way he uses imagery painted a clear and vivid picture for me while reading; it's incredible. And not only does he do this, but the melody of his words is amazing. But as others have noted Wordsworth is very sporadic and jumps from here to there when recalling memories in his childhood. This effect caused me to feel like I was piecing a puzzle together, every verse representing a piece. I also loved how Wordsworth explored further into the way memories are affected by emotions and how over time these emotions change so in a way the memories change. I feel like he only touched upon this in Lyrical Ballads so as a reader I didn't get a strong sense of that, but I definitely felt it in the Prelude. Finally, I want to state that I love the way Wordsworth describes and uses nature in his poetry. The Prelude kind of reminded me of how Terrence Malick uses nature in his movies.Terrence Malick's The New World

Nostalgic Wordsworth

When Wordsworth talks about his mind being restored in his writings it just reminds me of Tintern Abbey and how he was searching for something to make him whole again. Wordsworth tends to rely on remembrance of days of his youth to get through the difficult times which I think makes his writing better  even though the time we live in is vastly different than his.

Are Wordsworth's words worth remembering?

When I first read Wordsworth I was a bit skeptical about his style of writing not so much about nature but the fact that it revolved around a memory. At first I thought: maybe he was trying to make something he experienced worth experiencing and therefore decided to write about particular moments in his life to make them sound more interesting than they were. Reading The Prelude I still got the sense of this around line 70:


"I believe
[First Part]
That there are spirits which, when they would form
A favored being, from his very dawn
Of infancy do open out the clouds
As at the touch of lightning, seeking him
With gentle visitation-quiet powers,
Retired, and seldom recognized, yet kind,
And to the very meanest not unknown-
With me, though rarely, in my boyish days
They communed."

So these "spirits" that he talked about he felt that they would rarely communicate with him when he was young. If this were true than that is amazing that at such a young age he witnessed or experienced such awesome and rare gift. Correct me if I'm wrong but when he says spirits I think of something only he could see like a ghost or something he imagined. If that is the case and he "rarely" communicated with them than it does actually sound like the story could be somewhat made up to make his past worth experiencing.

Monday, December 3, 2012

Tintern Abbey 2.0

So while reading Prelude, I was struck with the same feeling that I did when I read "Tintern Abbey" for the first time.  I couldn't really place exactly what the feeling was until I got to line 298 that reads "There are in our existence spots of time / Which with distinct preeminence retain/ a fructifying virtue"  (298-290) and then read the footnote for line 294 that informs the reader that "Tintern Abbey" had been written six months prior.    "Tintern" focused more on trying to relive the experience in times of need, yet "Prelude" is more about the act of remembering and the memory itself.  I am a firm believer in the thought that the memory is more important than the actual experience because that is what you will refer back to for the rest of your life, and I feel like this poem better explains that thought.  I also really enjoyed the lines "It was in truth/ An ordinary sight, but I should need/ Colours and words that are unknown to man/ To pain the visionary dreariness" (319-322).  I've talked about it before in class, but everyone should have those awesome moments.  I don't mean "awesome" in the way that we use the word now, but in the way it was used during this time: something that induced awe.  If you were able to describe that experience then I feel that the value would be udnermined.  Those kinds of experiences shouldn't be shared.  They should be private, and I feel like that is what Wordsworth is trying to describe in this section of the poem.  Although I always walk away with more Wordsworth insight after we break it down better in class.

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Great Lines in "Ode on a Grecian Urn"

     Keats' "Ode on a Grecian Urn" is my absolute favorite poem, of all genres, nationalities and time periods. Though it is certainly not the only factor, a major contribution to my favoritism for the poem results from the sheer number of lines that can stand on their own and speak more than other poems can for pages. In my opinion, of course.
     The first set of lines that always stick out to me come from the second stanza: "Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard/ Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on." While Keats may be talking about the piper who can never finish his song, as depicted on the urn, this has always been a sort of symbol for optimism for me. While a song may never be heard as it is intended, it can also never be ruined.
     Another major point from the poem that stands out comes from the last stanza, and is in fact comprised of the last two lines. "'Beauty is truth, truth beauty,' - that is all/ Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know." I think it really goes without saying that this can be taken on its own completely, when applied to our lives in today's society, and yet contributes so much to the poem as a whole. This sort of usage is part of what made Keats great, and is part of what makes this poem so great to me.

Keats and the phenomenon of feelings

John Keats, much like Wordsworth and other Romantic writers, is masterful in describing the suddenness of epiphanies. It's hard to explain true emotions in their most purest form, yet somehow Keats is able to effectively show how great art can move an individual, whether that be positive or negative. It's also revealing how so much can pass through one's mind and emotions in a matter of seconds. How writers like Keats are able to capture this moment in such an eloquent matter is beyond my comprehension. Mortality is a hard realization for any person to truly accept, and it's almost heartbreaking to see Keats reaction. Yet how ironic is it to read Keats' work today, with it still being relevant and revered, and see ideas, like fears of being forgotten, become conquered.

Keats' Love of the Urn

Keats' poems seem different from the ones read thus far. I really liked how the second sonnet, "On Seeing the Elgin Marbles", was full of emotion. This was mainly because of the use of words such as "mortality", "god-like", "weep" and "die".

Keats' "Ode on a Grecian Urn" is one my favorite poems I have read while in this class. I love how Keats gives life to the scene on the urn by creating characters and settings from the 2D images. Keats seems to really envy the beauty in a moment that will never change whether in regard to lovers, a beautiful day, or the process of aging. This urn may be old but the scene depicted upon it will always remain the same. The sunny day will never become rainy, the lovers will never grow old or fall out of love. The very last line of the poem impacted me the most because of the emotional feeling it conveyed. Keats seems to have a firm grasp on what beauty truly means.

Keats

While I am not at all a Keats fan I must say that a portion of the "Ode on a Grecian Urn" really struck me a quite beautiful because it was almost as if Keats were describing an organ or another musical instrument.

"Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard  
Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on;              
Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear'd,       
Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone"

Keats losing spirit

After reading "On Seeing The Elgin Marbles", I decided to break down and figure out what he was saying. He has a lot of metaphors and similes throughout the poem that could get confusing to the reader. I feel that he was trying to tell the audience that he was ultimately troubled by the dark thoughts running through his head. He writes that he feels he must die and , "My spirit is too weak-mortality." This could infer that he has lost hope in trying to fight the battles within his heart. He finds luxury in sadness, while dark glories swarm his brain. To me, Keats seems really confused and just wants to escape because he thinks it is a complete waste of time.

Thursday, October 4, 2012

Smith's personal life inside the text

This was difficult for me to read and understand what was going on. I have to do my presentation on Charlotte Smith so there are parts that remind me of her own life. For example, her childhood was spent in a town, but she and her family had to move to London to live a better life and so she could be married off. In Beachy Head she says:
 "I once was happy, when while yet a child,/ I learn'd to love these upland solitudes," but then she says "And evil unforeseen: Early it came,/ And childhood scarcely passed, I compar'd/ With the polluted smoky atmosphere/ And dark and stifling streets...". 
This seems like what she was trying to say is that she was happy around such beauty in the town she lived in. but was no longer happy in London.  

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

What is Smith talking about?

I really enjoyed Smith's sonnets. However, the poem "To the Fire-fly of Jamaica, seen in a collection" has me quite baffled because I honestly have no idea what Smith is talking about. Upon further research about this poem I discovered that Smith is talking about an insect preserved in a glass frame. After rereading the poem with this in mind I still do not fully grasp what Smith is saying. Only a few lines of the poem seem to pertain to an insect and the rest sound more descriptive of nature in a general sense. Admittedly, poetry is not something I favor in the sense that trying to understand the meaning behind the verse is occasionally hard for me. Overall, this poem was not very enjoyable.

In contrast, Smith's poem "Beachy Head" was not only pretty, but also created a deeper feeling. I could feel the emotion behind the descriptions of the shore, the waves, and the ocean. The feel of this poem seemed more melancholy, similar to Smith's sonnets.

Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Poetry as escape

I genuinely enjoyed reading Smith's poems. Her poems are packed with interesting facts and at the same time she is able to describe nature in a sensible manner. It seems as though she used poetry as an escape from surpressed feelings of sadness. In Sonnet XLIV she states, "While I am doom'd--by life's long storm opprest, To gaze with envy on their gloomy rest." it indicates to me that she envied the dead because they were freed of the saddness that haunts her. Despite her deppressed tone this might very well be the reason why her work evokes emotion so preceisly and makes her work all the more interesting to read.

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

I must confess that I greatly enjoyed my reading of Wordsworth's poem “Lines written a few miles above Tintern Abbey.” While reading the poem, it seemed as though this poem was about so much more than just nature. It seemed to be revival or re-birthing of a spirit or passion that Wordsworth had lost along the way and once he revisited Tintern Abbey that all those feelings and emotions were remembered and it helped fill a void that had been missing. It was also nice to read that he shared such a special place with his sister, especially seeing as though that was like a sort of sanctuary for him. I also found it quite interesting that he never mentioned the actual building itself. I guess I should not be surprised by that seeing as though we've been studying nature and the picturesque.