Tuesday poem: cat.

We have had a series of serious poems. Eliot is one such: an imagist, and wrote difficult poems, but (being more charitable than Pound) provided footnotes. He also wrote comic poems. Crafted well. Some became part of a musical. This, I think, did not. The Naming of Cats The Naming of Cats is a difficult Continue Reading

Sunday Sonnet.

Today we have the last of Anne Locke’s sonnet sequence: it begins with a five sonnet introduction. In this sonnet, as in the psalm, the writer turns from their plea for absolution to praise. The text today is the final verse: then will you delight in right sacrifices, in burnt offerings and whole burnt offerings; Continue Reading

Sunday Sonnet

This is the second to last Sonnet in this sequence. The text is Do good to Zion in your good pleasure; build up the walls of Jerusalem (in a modern translation, and this was expanded by Locke, using Zion for worship and Jerusalem for the city. The spelling is early modern Scots English, so read Continue Reading

Imagist poetry.

I know that many would say that one should not talk about Pound, because he is a bad thinker, and look instead at his colleagues. But, they are far more accessible — this is a classic imagist poem, one phenonema. Nothing more. No allusion to other things. A common sight behind any hospital. Between Walls Continue Reading

Sunday Sonnet.

We are approaching the end of Anne Locke’s sonnet sequence. Why did I bother? Well, it is good, the first use of the Shakespearean Sonnet form in Englisht (predating the Bard) and it is an example of how we should react to our own wrongdoing. Today’s paraphrase is The sacrifices of God are xa broken Continue Reading