Happy Poetry Friday! I went to a poetry workshop last week on Ars Poetica at the Poetry Foundation. I think this is the first of many Ars Poetica poems that I may write.
ARS POETICA #1
Words crawl out from nowhere or somewhere
images begin to form or not–
Voice vacillates seeking its venue,
found
space
takes a
place …
Structure might
Interrupt–
But,
Voice returns self-assured or questioning,
as if a mountain could speak–what if it can?
What would it say …
“Follow your passion–” Listen to that mountain speak–
Listen to Nature–Mother Nature,
and Poetry, ask them questions
then listen with your mouth
speak with your ears
paint words whatever way you can
on whatever you can find
music moves cultures
paper-thin-poetry can move cultural barriers
Come–Now–Voice, no Boomeranging
no Balderdashing
Sing–sweet as a child’s piercing cry
Move–sure as tsunami’s destructive path
Carry–silent as a thunderstorm
Resound–willful as a fighter’s last breath
ensure monarch’s next flight
a small wing of humanity
moves forward
forever, forward
Wings of
Words.
© 2018 Michelle Kogan
You can read more about Ars Poetica here. I also found a few other Ars Poetica poems to share.
ART CLASS
By James Galvin
Let us begin with a simple line,
Drawn as a child would draw it,
To indicate the horizon,
More real than the real horizon,
Which is less than line,
Which is visible abstraction, a ratio.
The line ravishes the page with implications
Of white earth, white sky!
The horizon moves as we move,
Making us feel central.
But the horizon is an empty shell—
Read the rest of the poem here.
WHAT HE THOUGHT
By Heather McHugh
For Fabbio Doplicher
We were supposed to do a job in Italy
and, full of our feeling for
ourselves (our sense of being
Poets from America) we went
from Rome to Fano, met
the Mayor, mulled a couple
matters over. The Italian literati seemed
bewildered by the language of America: they asked us
what does “flat drink” mean? and the mysterious
“cheap date” (no explanation lessened
this one’s mystery). Among Italian writers we
could recognize our counterparts: the academic,
the apologist, the arrogant, the amorous,
the brazen and the glib. And there was one
administrator (The Conservative), in suit
of regulation gray, who like a good tour guide
with measured pace and uninflected tone
narrated sights and histories
the hired van hauled us past.
Of all he was most politic–
and least poetic– so
it seemed. Our last
few days in Rome
I found a book of poems this
unprepossessing one had written: it was there
in the pensione room (a room he’d recommended)
where it must have been abandoned by
the German visitor (was there a bus of them?) to whom
he had inscribed and dated it a month before. I couldn’t
read Italian either, so I put the book
back in the wardrobe’s dark. We last Americans
were due to leave
tomorrow. For our parting evening then
our host chose something in a family restaurant,
and there we sat and chatted, sat and chewed, till,
sensible it was our last big chance to be Poetic, make
our mark, one of us asked
“What’s poetry?
Is it the fruits and vegetables
and marketplace at Campo dei Fiori
Read the rest of her poem here.
ARS POETIC
by Rita Dove
Thirty miles to the only decent restaurant
was nothing, a blink
in the long dull stare of Wyoming.
Halfway there the unknown but terribly
important essayist yelled Stop!
I wanna be in this;
and walked fifteen yards onto the land
before sky bore down and he came running,
crying Jesus–there’s nothing out there!
Read the rest of her poem here.
Rebecca Herzog at her blog Sloth Reads is hosting this weeks Poetry Friday Roundup, thanks Rebecca! Be sure to stop by her blog for more poetry!
Ars Poetica is a new form for me! Thanks for sharing yours. I am raising some monarch caterpillars right now and I loved your comparison.
Ars Poetica is very new to me too–also so inviting! Good luck with your monarchs; I usually have monarchs each summer for I have many milkweed plants that I grow and other flowering plants to attract them, thanks Rebecca!
I hadn’t heard of Arts Poetica. Thank you for sharing this info and the lovely poetry.
Thanks Kimberly–there’s a rich offering of Ars Poetica out there …
Each one is a gem, Michelle, and I love “paint words whatever way you can
on whatever you can find” (I leave the wonderful spaces). Your painting, too, is so filled with “painted words”, it IS spring! Love the ars poetica form, those unique approaches from many. Thanks!
Thanks Linda! There are so many interpretations on this form, so many different voices. I have a whole collection of poems on and related to monarchs and milkweed that I hope to do something with sometime soon.
This reminds me of my Poetry Is… A Revelation series, where everyone kicked in a phrase. None as deep as Heather McHugh’s poem, wow. That poor man in his iron mask. The church has to bear the guilt for so many acts of hideous cruelty.
If Rebecca Herzog sees this– I cannot comment on your site. Blogger hates me. But thanks for posting and love your posts!!
Yes, a strong statement by a quieted man–what poetry is. I’ll have to check out “Poetry Is …” see if I can find something from it.
https://friendlyfairytales.com/2018/02/08/poetry-is-a-revelation/ Lets of good things here. 🙂
Ooo! Michelle. This poem deserves to be in an anthology.
I feel chills about your new ways of seeing things such as:
“paper-thin poetry”
“listen with your mouth”
“speak with your ears”
Will return to follow links.
Looks as if you have stumbled upon a magnificient muse in Arts Poetica.
Thanks Jan, yes I think it’s areal treasure!
I like these! Thank you for teaching me about a new poetic form.
Thanks Kay!
Thanks for all the ars poetica goodness today — and what a gorgeous watercolor!
Thanks Jama, a little late.
Oh, oh! This is good, Michelle! So many lines to like! But if I note them all, I’d be re-posting your poem here in comments. 🙂 I do love how you begin with “Words crawl out…” and end with “flight” and “moves forward / forever …” and the final image of “… forward / Wings of / Words.”
Thanks Alice I had fun with it, and reworking it too!
Ars Poetica is new to me! That’s one of the things I love so much about this community – I am always learning and growing and developing as a poet through all the knowledge shared here!
Yes, I agree–Poetry Friday is a growing reservoir of rich poetry related info!
Thank you to the introduction to this form. I’m intrigued and impressed. Your poem is stunning…especially paired with the painting. The paper thin poetry that can change cultures….such a perfect line. And, Rita Dove’s line…”the dull stare of Wyoming” just so vivid. Great post. Thank you!
Thanks Linda!
I’m not sure what the plural of ars poetica is, but thanks for sharing these! Ruth, thereisnosuchthingasagodforsakentown.blogspot.com
Thanks Ruth!
I’ve never heard of “ars poetica” as a specific form of poetry until reading your post. Now I must learn more. I think “Art Class” might be a good poem to share w/ students. The image of words crawling and forming in the first line of your poem is wonderful and captures what happens w/ words in poems.
Thanks Glenda, some parts of poems just crawl out without any coaxing, while others take some extra TLC.
Come–Now–Voice, no Boomeranging
no Balderdashing
I love these lines, and yet that’s what I do want poetry to do–sail forth and fling itself back at me like a boomerang, to brashly claim the impossible is true and then punch me in the arm and say “Just kidding.” In fact this may be precisely my next poem! Thanks, Michelle!
Thanks Heidi, I look forward to your forthcoming poem!