Poetry

Frank N. Magill on Virginia Woolf: “Masterpiece of World Literature”

July 25, 2024January 3, 2021 by Lukesh Umak

British writer, poet and pioneer Virginia Woolf (25 Jan 1882–28 March 1941) couldn’t survive her cheerless melancholy life a second time and suicided upon hearing strange voices drumming her ears. Her letter reveals how much love they had in between them.

Any horse rider already know his next turn better and thus he keeps moving his legs and hands. Thus, in that sense to have a smooth, unadventurous and perfect ride. Virginia considered within one of the most fast changing lifestyle writers in her time. Her inspirations were almost of the celebrated family line including Marcel and Igor Stravinsky.

Her studies and explorations in literature were not just limited to calculating the depth of the ocean, but it was just beyond that. Furthermore, her focuses were more on society, culture, modernism and impact of post world-war 2. Woof’s most of the work (e.g: “A Room of One’s Own”) talks about women of the society and the time of the city.

Lytton Strachey with Virginia — Lytton Strachey with Woolf

Virginia, being a British writer was most famous for her excellent style of writing. The narration in her novels is fabulous, not just one time read, it always looks groundbreaking. It has been proved today that her writings made a difference in young generations. Her thoughts were never local, daily action in her scenes still proved how to incorporate a unique way of thinking and made her many protagonists unequalled in her novels.

The writing of Woolf was railing against her relentless parents of the great Victorian geological era. Likewise, her parents were not from just a local family. She was born in upper-middle class and thus her traits were palmy thriving for the idea of contemporaneousness.

The life of Virginia soon became numb when swiftly a cyclone entered into the full Stentorian brain. And left it inside her head for many months (but, anyhow she overcame). It was the death of her beloved mother. Virginia’s life went melancholy for a while, days and months.

Poem: The Wave by Virginia Woolf

I see everything.
We may sink and settle on the waves,
the sea will drum in my ears.
The white petals,
will be darkened,
with seawater.
They will float,
for a moment,
and then sink.
Rolling over the waves,
will shoulder me under,
Everything falls in,
tremendous shower,
dissolving me.

The Novel, “The Waves” Review

Her novel, “The Waves” has many stories, some says that it is not a novel or others say that it is my best companion. The Waves held exceptional space in the heart of many book readers. Not only writer from young generation but also it is a book of every reader and literate person.

Virginia and Leslie Stephen, 1902 — Virginia and Leslie Stephen in 1902

“The Waves” was first published in 1931, the most famed work of Virginia Woolf. It is still a comrade for even many inexperienced writers and readers. Frank N. Magill labelled this book as one of the best of 200 books of all the time in “Masterpieces of World Literature”.

One of the British authors, Amy Sackville wrote,

As a reader, as a writer, I constantly return, for the lyricism of it, the melancholy, the humanity.

“The Waves” sometimes referred to as blurring the line between poetry and prose as per many reviews. Often people don’t like to pronounce such a book “Novel”, Julian Briggs in her book, “Reading Virginia Woolf”,

Woolf call it not a novel, but a Polypoem.

Read: The last handwritten letter of Virginia Woolf wrote to her beloved husband

It was a suicide note — I don’t think two people could have been happier than you and me.

Virginia Woolf's last handwritten letter to her beloved husband (*suicide note*)

Dearest, ... I feel certain I am going mad again. I feel we can’t go through another of those terrible times. And I shan’t recover this time. I begin to hear voices, and I can’t concentrate. So, I am doing what seems the best thing to do. You have given me the greatest possible happiness. You have been in every way all that anyone could be. I don’t think two people could have been happier till this terrible disease came. I can’t fight any longer. I know that I am spoiling your life, that without me, you could work. And you will, I know. You see I can’t even write this properly. I can’t read. What I want to say is I owe all the happiness of my life to you. You have been entirely patient with me and incredibly good. I want to say that — everybody knows it. If anybody could have saved me it would have been you. Everything has gone from me but the certainty of your goodness. I can’t go on spoiling your life any longer.

Read another suicide poet and melancholy of another British Amy Levy and Russian, Sergei Yesenin: To Die, In This Life, Is Not New, And Living’s No Newer, Of Course.

Alexander Pushkin’s tender, selfless love Life And poem

July 25, 2024December 24, 2020 by Lukesh Umak

Alexander Pushkin, the great poet from Russia

Alexander Pushkin (26 May 1799 – 29 Jan 1837) wrote his first poem at 15 and have written much controversial poetry. The one who had written the poem, “I Love You” in 1829. Pushkin was a famous romantic poet as well as expert in bringing realism into his work. Anybody who reads the poem, feels his love as fresh as green, soft and tender like petals of a lotus. Conscious awakening poem is motivated talks of one side love and brings no selfishness, respectful attitude toward his lady love.

Poem: “I Love You” by Alexander Pushkin

I loved you, and I probably still do.
And for a while, the feeling may remain.
But let my love no longer trouble you,
I do not wish to cause you any pain.
I loved you; and the hopelessness I knew,
The jealousy, the shyness- though in vain-
Made up a love so tender and so true
As may God grant you to be loved again.

Next person in this poem is not revealed whether she was his wife Natalia Goncharova or his lover Anna P Markova — Vinogradskaya (Kern).

Pushkin was soon died post serious wound when he was 37, his brother-in-law wounded him. The cause of death due to peritonitis (his brother-in-law, George d'Anthe's shot a bullet into the abdomen of Pushkin).

The fight between Alexander Pushkin and George d’Anthe’s was a baseless conflict that did not solve. It was a rumour that the wife of George, and Alexander was in love. Alexander's Married Lover Anna Petrovna Kern (11 February 1800 – 27 May 1879) is very popular for Pushkin's famous romantic poem “To Kern” (wrote in 1825, and translated by Dimitri Smirnov)

Poem: “To*** Kern” Love poem

I keep in mind that magic moment:
When you appeared before my eyes
Like ghost, like fleeting apparition,
Like genius of the purest grace.
In torturous hopeless melancholy,
In vanity and noisy fuss
I’ve always heard your tender voice
I saw your features in my dreams.
Years passed away, and blasts of tempests
Have scattered all my previous dreams,
And I forgot your tender voice,
And holy features of your face.
In wilderness, in gloomy capture
My lonely days were slowly drawn:
I had not faith, no inspiration,
No tears, no life, no tender love.
But time has come, my soul awakened,
And you again appeared to me
Like ghost, like fleeting apparition,
Like genius of the purest grace.
My heart again pulsates in rapture,
And everything arouse again:
My former faith, and inspiration,
And tears, and life, and tender love.

The Poet talks sensible, changes of his life irrespectively because of his lover. In his pain, living alone or troublesome voice, Alexander hears her as clear as she is near him. Every time he watches her features in his dream clear and crystal. Away from hospitality and in dark solitary life, he slow down his days and Pushkin feels — there is no life when I'm not with you.

But, soon his love appears in heartbroken time, on the field of uncultivated land and as soon as her feet touched the infertile soil, it turns into green. The rain of hope starts pouring on the thirsty land and flowers blossom in no time. The life restores its faith and love again, the inspiration for broken heart one more time and tears of tender love.

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Walt Whitman poems inspired by Abraham Lincoln?

July 25, 2024December 12, 2020 by Lukesh Umak

Read one of the intriguing Walt Whitman poems “O Captain my Captain” bring patriotic feeling and the great respect for Abraham Lincoln.

Walt Whitman (b. 31 May 1819 — d. 26 March 1892) of Long Island, who lived around and studied from public school. What was the connection between both? Though Walt Whitman and Abraham Lincoln never met in life.

When he was 12, began falling in love with written words of Shakespeare, Homer, Dante and an avid reader of the Bible. Whitman taught many students on Long Island in one single room and became a teacher.
Finally, he found long waited movement of his true wish, he jumped off the cliff of a single room school house to the bay of journalists. His thoughts and words spinning around in his head prove his journalism best.

The founder of The Long-Islander

He founded a newspaper called “The Long-Islander” Walt also known as one of the famous editors who edited many newspaper articles of Brooklyn and New York City. Whitman’s poems, O Captain! Written shortly after the death of US President Abraham Lincoln (<< read handwritten letter of Abraham Lincoln to Lydia Parker Bixby). Whitman expressed his intense grief and mythical connection of Mr Lincoln. The Poem, O Captain! My Captain! Became so famous and popular during his time.
During the American Civil War, Whitman soon reached to the Hospitals of Washington DC and volunteered.

He worked for government although he never met Lincoln in his life. Walt felt so close to him and shook upon the assassination of the president. “The Saturday Press” was the first who published the poem, “O Captain!”

Abraham Lincoln: Walt Whitman poems inspired by Abraham Lincoln — Abraham Lincoln

The poem “O Captain” generated a lot of connection of Walt Whitman for Abraham

It is one of the famous Walt Whitman poems and it is the most enjoyed

O Captain! My Captain! Our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! Heart! Heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! My Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
For you, they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! Dear father!
This arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve fallen cold and dead.

Read collection of Walt Whitman's poems published by Oxford University Press

Mencius: “Friendship is one mind in two bodies.”

February 18, 2024November 24, 2020 by Lukesh Umak

Mengzi (385–303 or 302 BC) was a great philosopher of China. The one who left the world with written text that is compiled seven books into two parts A and B. He was raised in very ancient tradition, for better effect on his early growing brain. Ancient history stated that his mother changed the places of living three times when he was a kid.

Mencius’s mother moved three times

The above idiom was well famous and simply says that to grow a kid in an environment of wise thoughts, and most importantly it states the area of living matters. And thus mother of Mencius moved or changed three times while traditional education to her son and keep away and saved from bad thoughts. This helped built Mencious human nature.

Quote From Mencius

If you try to guide the common people with coercive regulations and keep them in line with punishments, the common people will become evasive and will have no sense of shame.
Mencius

Mencious Teachings

According to Mengzi one is hopeless who conquers the world by warfare: “Climbing a tree in search of a fish” In his life most of the time, he travelled many parts of China and educated many rulers. The basics of the Mencius. (it is anecdotes, conversations and real interviews of Confucian Philosophers). Chinese culture considered one of the immense and oldest of the world out of the four measure civilizations, Babylon, India, and Egypt. He suggested that “The core of benevolence is serving one’s parents. The core of righteousness is obeying one’s elder brother. The core of wisdom knows these two and not abandoning them. The core of ritual propriety is the adornment of these two.”

Heaven sees as the people see; Heaven hears as the people hear.

The king asked abruptly, “How shall the world be settled?”

“It will be settled by unification,” Mencius answered.

“Who will be able to unify it?”

“Someone without a taste for killing will be able to unify it…. Has Your Majesty noticed rice shoots? If there is drought during the seventh and eighth months, the shoots wither, but if dense clouds gather in the sky and a torrent of rain falls, the shoots suddenly revive. When that happens, who could stop it? … Should there be one without a taste for killing, the people will crane their necks looking out for him. If that does happen, the people will go over to him as water tends downwards, in a torrent — who could stop it? (1A6) […]

Read another philosopher, John Dewey: Education Is Not Preparation For Life; Education Is Life Itself. And, The Emphatic Philosopher Of Strange Confusion, John Mill On His Theory Of Poetry And Philosophy Found Futile. Moreover, read Chinese monk Xuanzang's travel to India

Stevenson: “Fears to Keep and Courage to Share.”

July 25, 2024November 12, 2020 by Lukesh Umak

Prolific writer, novelist, and poet Robert Stevenson (13 Nov 1850–3 Dec 1894) rowed just behind Charles Dickens. Chronic pain of bronchitis from ancestral decease made not only Robert weak heart but his sister as well. He was a great lover of travel, in rebelliousness of his bad health. He had to keep away himself from cold weather. His work is famous among the children, poem “Autumn Fire” (available publicly) is one of the poems from his book “A Child’s Garden of Verses in 1885”

The world is so full of a number of things, I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings.
Robert Louis Stevenson

Summary

“A Child’s Garden of Verses is a book of poetry for children. Stevenson dedicated the poems to his nurse Cummy (Alison Cunningham), who cared for him during his many childhood illnesses. The collection includes some of Stevenson’s most famous poems, including “The Land of Counterpane”, “My Shadow and “The Lamplighter”. Many of the poems describe the imaginative life of the child. In “Pirate Story”, for example, the garden becomes the setting for a pirate adventure. “The Land of Nod” describes the dream land that children can only visit when they are asleep.

Some poems, particularly those in “The Child Alone” section evoke the loneliness of being young, ill and without companions (certainly Stevenson was here remembering his own childhood). Children in these poems (for example “The Unseen Playmate”. “My Ship and I”, and “My Kingdom”) use their imaginations to entertain themselves, rather than the company of a friend.

Poems in the “Garden Days” section of the collection are concerned with nature and the seasons. Other poems in the book are moral reminders to children. For example, “Good and Bad Children” warns that children who behave badly will be disliked as adults.

The “Envoys” section of poetry consists of poems dedicated to Stevenson’s friends and family, particularly those who he spent time with at Colinton Manse when he was a child. His experiences at the manse playing in the garden inspired many of the poems in the collection.

In the last poem of the collection, “To Any Reader”, Stevenson reminds his readers that all children eventually grow up, and that these poems are memories of a time that has past. This poem also shows that A Child’s Garden of Verses is not just a book for children, but addresses adult themes like loss and loneliness. Continue reading >>”

Keep your fears to yourself, but share your courage with others.
Robert Louis Stevenson

Poem: “Autumn Fires” by Robert Louis Stevenson

In the other gardens
And all up the vale,
From the autumn bonfires
See the smoke trail!
Pleasant summer over
And all the summer flowers,
The red fire blazes,
The grey smoke towers.
Sing a song of seasons!
Something bright in all!
Flowers in the summer,
Fires in the fall!

Read all the poems of Robert free.

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Poetry of Edna St Vincent Millay taught us Growing old is dying young

February 27, 2024November 3, 2020 by Lukesh Umak

Poetry of Edna St Vincent Millay says through her poetry that drives man's brain in conclusion. Stating that how growing old helps to die young. To learn, read her poem, “To A Poet That Died Young”.

Edna St Vincent Millay (b. 22 Feb 1892 — d. 19 Oct 1950) earned a gold badge for poetry when she was 14 and became a well-known poet at 15 along with increasing her several flummoxed romantic relationship with men and women during her college years.

One of the famous figures of Greenwich Village and prominent poet from Sonnets. The smart and intelligent Millay had called herself Nancy Boyd and refused many proposals of publishing her work with her real name. She was not less than any celebrity in 1920, and used to appear in newspapers and magazines.
In the year 1923 she had received a Pulitzer Price for her contribution in literature.

Her brilliancy in literature anyone could guess from her below poem. Learn how “growing old is dying young” from the below poem.

Edna St Vincent Millay Poem: “To A Poet That Died Young”

Minstrel, what have you to do
With this man that, after you,
Sharing not your happy fate,
Sat as England's Laureate?
Vainly, in these iron days,
Strives the poet in your praise,
Minstrel, by whose singing side
Beauty walked, until you died.
Still, though none should hark again,
Drones the blue-fly in the pane,
Thickly crusts the blackest moss,
Blows the rose its musk across,
Floats the boat that is forgot
None the less to Camelot.
Many a bard's untimely death
Lends unto his verses breath;
Here's a song was never sung:
Growing old is dying young.
Minstrel, what is this to you:
That a man you never knew,
When your grave was far and green,
Sat and gossiped with a queen?
Thalia knows how rare a thing
Is it, to grow old and sing;
When a brown and tepid tide
Closes in on every side.
Who shall say if Shelley's gold
Had withstood it to grow old?

Before Edna's advice in her above poem, starts with a question and gist quite impressive. However, it takes us through a series of thoughts. Growing old is dying young gives us feelings of who look at your photo and who will talk about you and your good stories. The poetry of st Edna Vincent Millay is remarkable and evergreen.

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Sylvia Rivera: “…don’t even like the label transgender.”

February 18, 2024October 30, 2020 by Lukesh Umak

“Sylvia Rivera, the woman who faced child abuse, pushed to the doors of a child prostitute and threw out of The Gay Rights Movement”

In her later days, Sylvia Rivera (b. 2 Jul 1951 — d. 19 Feb 2002) called herself half-sister. Her essay she kept herself an optional human who admit that she is neither transgender, nor she was a lesbian. Sylvia wrote in her essay, “Transvestites: Your Half Sisters and Half Brothers of the Revolution” one who dresses in clothes of opposite sex. Here statement does not show any evidence that she was a transgender or lesbian.

“I left home at age 10 in 1961. I hustled on 42nd Street. The early 60s was not a good time for drag queens, effeminate boys or boys that wore makeup like we did. Back then we were beat up by the police, by everybody. I didn't really come out as a drag queen until the late 60s when drag queens were arrested, what degradation there was. I remember the first time I got arrested, I wasn't even in full drag. I was walking down the street and the cops just snatched me. People now want to call me a lesbian because I'm with Julia, and I say, “No. I'm just me. I'm not a lesbian.” I'm tired of being labelled. I don't even like the label transgender. I'm tired of living with labels. I just want to be who I am. I am Sylvia Rivera. Ray Rivera left home at the age of 10 to become Sylvia. And that's who I am.”

Marsha and I fought for the liberation of our people.
In a 1981 interview

Her childhood was almost too sad to live like an ordinary girl. Sylvia in her young age soon learned how suicidal mothers behave and why a broken relationship had that ugly end. Her mother committed suicide when she was just three (her father already had left both mother and daughter so early). Thus, the abandoned girl started living on the streets, worked as a sex-worker and met a group of drag queens. The Sylvia name was her welcoming (token) name Marsha had given and Rivera became another drag queen.

Also, The Stonewall Riots protests was occurred in 1960, she claimed that she was the part of it, but Johnson said loud and clear that Sylvia was not the part of the riots. Rivera was a kind of exaggerated her presence at every protest. She was co-founder of the Gay Liberation Front and STAR.
Moreover, her never-ending feelings of poor, orphan, stamp of sex-worker, and living on blood of all time drugs remained till the end of her life. The riots, thousands of Transgender and Gay came out on the streets for the rights of liberty, however, she disliked being herself tagged for the same. Rivera died sudden due to liver cancer.

Sylvia Rivera once pushed out of the “Gay Rights Movements” is now well recognized figure

However, the legacy of Sylvia has registered through many incidents, one of them was on the 50th anniversary of Stonewall Riots, a large painted mural depicting Marsha P Johnson and Silvia Rivera in Dallas in 2019. Also, on the Christopher corner, was renamed to Sylvia Rivera Way on Huston Streets.

Read, Barbara Gittings on “How I Discovered The Power Of The Press.” and Marsha P Johnson's poetry, “The Soul”

Melancholy Life: Amy Levy couldn’t survive “double D” war

February 27, 2024October 20, 2020 by Lukesh Umak

“Amy used simple and meaningful words in her poem “A London Plane-Tree” it proved her analytical skills had chasmic thoughts on green, but her quietude said much more than that.”

Amy Judith levy (b. 10 Nov 1861 — d. 10 Sep 1889) British essayist and poet had depression from distress. It was those melancholy who cuddled her around a romantic relationship. Escaping route disappears if depression arise from relationship and especially those which is of Love and Romantic matters which becomes unable to resist. It worsens most when it makes self-realization every day.

But the case of Amy was a bit of different. She was fighting with her double D war. Apart from her Depression her second D was early rising deafness which spiked her depression.

Such melancholy never leaves human without suicidal. Amy gave up on them at the age of 27 when her literary career had started taking leaps. Xantippe was her first published poetry book in 1888 by Cambridge. It is said that the book was ready to publish three years before its publication. Some parts of the book talks about Thirsting Spirits, Soul and Love. The poem “A London Plane-Tree” shows her love toward the nature.

Poem: “A London Plane-Tree” by Amy Levy

Green is the plane-tree in the square,
The other trees are brown;
They droop and pine for country air;
The plane-tree loves the town.
Here from my garret-pane, I mark
The plane-tree bud and blow,
Shed her recuperative bark,
And spread her shade below.
Among her branches, in and out,
The city breezes play;
The dun fog wraps her round about;
Above, the smoke curls grey.
Others the country take for choice,
And hold the town in scorn;
But she has listened to the voice
On city breezes borne.
Amy Levy

No one ever would savour love turning to a bed of roses and hours full of bitterness. Her distinguish features and sincerity had hidden her pain, and all of her melancholy, sick-minded rest of the lifetime. Amy, all vomited permanently on 10 Sep 1889 and let her soul be rested in peace, thus the story of Amy Levy ends…

Oscar Wilde wrote:
“The loss is the world’s, but perhaps not hers. She was never robust; not often actually ill, but seldom well enough to feel life a joy instead of a burden; and her work was not poured out lightly, but drawn drop by drop from the very depth of her feeling. We may say of it that it was in truth her life's blood.”

The Romance of a Shop is an early “New Woman” novel about four sisters, who decide to establish their own photography business and their own home in Central London after their father’s death and their loss of financial security. In this novel, Amy Levy examines both the opportunities and dangers of urban experience for women in the late nineteenth century who pursue independent work rather than follow the established paths of domestic service.

Also, Read Another suicidal poet Sergei Yesenin: To Die, In This Life, Is Not New, And Living’s No Newer, Of Course. And Virginia Woolf's Melancholy life and poetry. Never miss Lermontov's "The Demon" (a book of poetry) and his beautiful timeless paintings.

Kipling’s Poem: “The White Man’s Burden” on colonial control

May 5, 2024October 15, 2020 by Lukesh Umak

The English journalist Joseph Rudyard Kipling (b. 30 Dec 1865 — d. 18 Jan 1936) was an Indian-born, renowned writer of the United Kingdom. His poetry explores and travel the readers back in 1899, the war between Americans and Filipinos. Moreover, the poem dig down racist behaviours toward non-white. The poem was written in the same year 1899. The fight lasted for three years. In the poem “The White Man’s Burden” Kipling well elaborate this piece of poetry of war and social inequality.
The most famous expression of literature of the western world and colonialist whim over Filipinos were expressed here. It was an effort to persuade the United States to join the empirical club and seize the Philippines.
The eagerness of Rudyard and his effort seems touching the readers on urging the Americans.
The war had begun on 4th Feb 1899 two days ago the US Senate accepted the treaty. More than 4000 American soldiers were died. And on the other hand, over 20,000 Filipino fighters were down. The loss of the Philippines were more, almost 200,000 civilians died in the war due to violence, famine and disease. The battle was occurred at Manila Bay.

Poem: “The White Man's Burden” by Rudyard Kipling

 Take up the White Man's burden —
Send forth the best ye breed -
Go bind your sons to exile
To serve your captives' need;
To wait in heavy harness
On fluttered folk and wild -
Your new-caught sullen peoples,
Half devil and half child.
 Take up the White Man's burden -
In patience to abide
To veil the threat of terror
And check the show of pride;
By open speech and simple,
A hundred times made plain,
To seek another's profit,
And work another's gain.
 Take up the White Man's burden -
The savage wars of peace -
Fill full the mouth of famine
And bid the sickness cease;
And when your goal is nearest
The end for others sought,
Watch Sloth and heathen Folly
Bring all your hopes to nought.
 Take up the White Man's burden -
No tawdry rule of kings,
But toil of serf and sweeper -
The tale of common things.
The ports ye shall not enter,
The roads ye shall not tread,
Go make them with your living,
And mark them with your dead!
 Take up the White Man's burden -
And reap his old reward,
The blame of those ye better,
The hate of those ye guard -
The cry of hosts ye humour
(Ah slowly !) towards the light:-
“Why brought ye us from bondage,
“Our loved Egyptian night?”
 Take up the White Man's burden -
Ye dare not stoop to less -
Nor call too loud on Freedom
To cloak your weariness;
By all ye cry or whisper,
By all ye leave or do,
The silent sullen peoples
Shall weigh your Gods and you.
 Take up the White Man's burden -
Have done with childish days -
The lightly proffered laurel,
The easy, ungrudged praise.
Comes now, to search your manhood
Through all the thankless years,
Cold-edged with dear-bought wisdom,
The judgement of your peers.

Joseph Rudyard Kipling

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The Strength and adversity of Marianne Moore in her anthology

July 25, 2024October 10, 2020 by Lukesh Umak

Poetry of Marianne Moore “A Jelly Fish” tells us at starting with visibility and invisibility feelings on her loneliness. It all follows till the end of the poem. Inhabit is the only left on the earth in living of any person, animal or any kind of creature. There is no escape on this holy land. Thus, she made it successfully, thought-provoking life of loneliness turning Moore to one of the best poets of the nineteenth century.

Harriet Monroe (the editor of Latter) would describe her works,

"Elliptically Musical Profundity"

Poem: “A Jelly Fish” by Marianne Moore

Visible, invisible,
A fluctuating charm,
An amber-colored amethyst
Inhabits it; your arm
Approaches, and
It opens and
It closes;
You have meant
To catch it,
And it shrivels;
You abandon
Your intent
It opens, and it
Closes and you
Reach for it
The blue
Surrounding it
Grows cloudy, and
It floats away
From you.

The poet says that an attraction never last longer, a constant. It fluctuates times to time. Probably a purple stone does that, and inhibits the charms. It sometimes kept that consistency, sometimes opens and sometimes closes, however, not permanently. And one particular day, it faded away, disappears into the clouds away from you.

— T. S. Eliot wrote,

_{My conviction has remained unchanged for the last 14 years that Miss Moore's poems form part of the small body of durable poetry written in our time.}

Her poems are difficult to understand and written on many subjects at a time. When Moore died in 1972. All of her works including her drawings, books papers and written works left to Philadelphia's Rosen bach Museum and Library.

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