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A Blog On Poetry, and Matthew Arnold....

Blog Posted:7/17/2020 9:15:00 PM

 

 

 

Matthew Arnold

1822–1888
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Among the major Victorian writers, Matthew Arnold is unique in that his reputation rests equally upon his poetry and his poetry criticism. Only a quarter of his productive life was given to writing poetry, but many of the same values, attitudes, and feelings that are expressed in his poems achieve a fuller or more balanced formulation in his prose. This unity was obscured for most earlier readers by the usual evaluations of his poetry as gnomic or thought-laden, or as melancholy or elegiac, and of his prose as urbane, didactic, and often satirically witty in its self-imposed task of enlightening the social consciousness of England.

Assessing his achievement as a whole, G.K. Chesterton said that under his surface raillery Arnold was, “even in the age of Carlyle and Ruskin, perhaps the most serious man alive.” H.J. Muller declared that “if in an age of violence the attitudes he engenders cannot alone save civilization, it is worth saving chiefly because of such attitudes.” It is even more striking, and would have pleased Arnold greatly, to find an intelligent and critical journalist telling newspaper readers in 1980 that if selecting three books for castaways, he would make his first choice The Poetical Works of Matthew Arnold (1950), because “Arnold’s longer poems may be an acquired taste, but once the nut has been cracked their power is extraordinary.” Arnold put his own poems in perspective in a letter to his mother on June 5, 1869: “It might be fairly urged that I have less poetical sentiment than Tennyson, and less intellectual vigour and abundance than Browning; yet, because I have perhaps more of a fusion of the two than either of them, and have more regularly applied that fusion to the main line of modern development, I am likely enough to have my turn, as they have had theirs.”

Many readers have come to see Arnold as the most modern of the Victorians. Arnold himself defines “the modern” in his first lecture as professor of poetry at Oxford in 1857, “On the Modern Element in Literature.” This lecture marked Arnold’s transition from poet to social and literary critic. He argued that the great need of a modern age is an “intellectual deliverance”: preoccupation with the arts of peace, the growth of a tolerant spirit, the capacity for refined pursuits, the formation of taste, and above all, the intellectual maturity to “observe facts with a critical spirit” and “to judge by the rule of reason.” This prescription, which he found supremely fulfilled in Athens of the fifth century B.C., is of course an idealized one when applied to any age. Arnold believed, however, that holding up this ideal was necessary if his own age were to become truly modern, truly humanized and civilized.

The views Arnold developed in his prose works on social, educational, and religious issues have been absorbed into the general consciousness, even if what they are as far as ever from being realized. The prospect of glacially slow growth never discouraged Arnold. While he harshly satirized the religious cant and hypocrisy of his era, he believed that the possibility of a better society for all depended not only on critique but also a vision of human perfection. That vision is soberly expressed in the late essay “A French Critic on Milton”: “Human progress consists in a continual increase in the number of those, who, ceasing to live by the animal life alone and to feel the pleasures of sense only, come to participate in the intellectual life also, and to find enjoyment in the things of the mind.”

When Arnold’s poetry is considered, a different meaning must be applied to the term modern than that applied to the ideas of the critic, reformer, and prophet who dedicated most of his life to broadening the intellectual horizons of his countrymen—of, indeed, the whole English-speaking world. In many of his poems can be seen the psychological and emotional conflicts, the uncertainty of purpose, above all the feeling of disunity within oneself or of the individual’s estrangement from society which is today called alienation and is thought of as a modern phenomenon. As Kenneth Allott said in 1954: “If a poet can ever teach us to understand what we feel, and how to live with our feelings, then Arnold is a contemporary.”

The recurring themes of man’s lonely state and of a search for an inner self; the rejection in “The Scholar-Gipsy” of “this strange disease of modern life,/With its sick hurry, its divided aims”; the awareness, at the end of the early poem “Resignation,” “In action’s dizzying eddy whirled” of “something that infects the world” make an impact a century and more later. Readers of the internet age may find wryly amusing these lines from “Stanzas in Memory of the Author of ‘Obermann’” (1849):

          Like children bathing on the shore
          Buried a wave beneath,
          The second wave succeeds before
          We have had time to breathe.

But the speed of the destabilizing process of change is, after all, relative. On the other hand, few readers will fail to respond to Arnold’s well-known lines in “Stanzas from the Grande Chartreuse“ describing himself as “Wandering between two worlds, one dead,/The other powerless to be born.” Romantic nostalgia for idealized older worlds, or for simpler states of being, is at the emotional core of many of his poems, with the insistent pressure of the present creating a conflict only to be resolved by a shift to prose and to the role of midwife, or at least prophet, of a better world in the future.

Chesterton’s view of Arnold as the most serious man of his times was supported by the publication in 1952 of the complete Note-Books. This “breviary of a humanist” contains quotations in six languages, copied from books over a period of 36 years, that caught Arnold’s attention, passages which held profound meaning for him and invited meditation and reconsideration. The Bible bulks largest, followed by moral, religious, and philosophical thinkers. Even an hour a day of serious reading was, in Arnold’s experience, immensely “fortifying.” In a letter of 1884 to Charles Eliot Norton he characteristically blends observation and prediction: “You are quite right in saying that the influence of poetry and literature appears at this moment diminishing rather than increasing. The newspapers have a good deal to do with this. The Times, which has much improved again, is a world, and people who read it daily hardly feel the necessity for reading a book; yet reading a book—a good book—is a discipline such as no reading of even good newspapers can ever give. But literature has in itself such powers of attraction that I am not over anxious about it.”

The emphasis on religion and morality in the Note-Books is what one might expect of a son of Dr. Thomas Arnold, a strenuous Christian and scholarly clergyman-historian who fulfilled a prophecy that if elected headmaster of Rugby he would change the face of education “all through the Public Schools of England.” But son Matthew was a more complex being. There is evidence that the good doctor, whose avowed aim in education was to place moral and religious edification above mere intellectual attainment in order to turn schoolboys into young Christian gentlemen, felt some disappointment at times over the behavior of Matthew, who was less amenable, apparently, than were his brothers and sisters. Some of this “worldly” behavior, which puzzled and alarmed family and friends and caused great surprise at the serious tone and substance of his first published poems, was probably a sign of incipient polarities and conflicts. It marked his school and university days and to some extent his earlier years in the larger world, years illuminated not only by his poems but even more by his letters to Arthur Hugh Clough; the collection of these letters published in 1932 gave fresh stimulus and direction to Arnold studies.

Following five years under tutors at Laleham and at Rugby, Arnold was sent for a year to his father’s old school, Winchester College, presumably for discipline as well as instruction. At Winchester he won a prize for verse recitation with a passage from Byron and a barrage of potato peelings from horrified schoolmates who heard him casually telling the headmaster that the work of the school was really quite light. The fifth and sixth forms he spent at Rugby. He won prizes for Latin verse and for English essay and verse—his prize poem Alaric at Rome (1840) was printed at Rugby—and earned a scholarship to Balliol College, Oxford, in 1840. At Oxford he established an intimate friendship with Clough, the former Rugby student who had most completely fulfilled Dr. Arnold’s aim of intellectual brilliance crowned by Christian fervor and moral earnestness. “I verily believe,” Clough said, “my whole being is soaked through with the wishing and hoping and striving to do the school good”; he later transferred this compulsion to society, earning from Arnold the mocking title of “Citizen” Clough. There was a whole other side to Clough, as the satirical wit and realistic substance of many of his poems were to show, but his hyperactive conscience and often paralyzing dissection of desires and motives have frequently been adduced as the effect on sensitive natures of Dr. Arnold’s standards of prayer and purity.

There was little evidence at this time of a similar influence on Matthew Arnold. The touches of mischief and resistance displayed in boyish years developed at Oxford into outright dandyism and independence, entertaining but also at times disturbing his more conventional friends. Clough records with amusement and reproach that “Matt is full of Parisianism; Theatre in general, and Rachel in special: he enters the room with a chanson of Beranger’s on his lips … his hair is guiltless of English scissors: he breakfasts at 12 … and in the week … he has been to Chapel once.” This Frenchiness extended to the reading of George Sand’s novels, no doubt with a sense of daring in the Victorian atmosphere of rectitude and distrust of things foreign. In part it was a romantic response to vivid descriptions of nature and to a passionate gospel of freedom in human relations; in larger part it was a response to the element of social idealism based on a belief in equality, as recalled in his generous obituary tribute of 1877 to George Sand’s greatness of spirit and her civilizing influence. Visiting her at her home in Nohant in 1846 and following the actress Rachel to Paris to see every performance for six weeks must have been seen by his friends, however, as dangerous, Byronic adventures.

In the years at Balliol a deeper source of concern to his friends than his rather extravagant dress and behavior was his careless attitude to his studies in the formally required subjects. Only prodding and coaching got him even a second class degree, though his general performance was apparently good enough to let him join Clough as a fellow of Oriel College. Clough had been expected on all sides to get a first instead of the second he also received, but in his case the distractions were part of that period of hectic religious strife. Young men at Oxford were, as Clough described himself, caught “like a straw drawn up the draught of a chimney” in the anguished debates swirling around the Tractarian or Oxford Movement and the dominant figure of John Henry Newman, who was soon to move on with some disciples to the Roman Catholic church. Differences between the Roman and Anglican positions and difficulties in subscribing to the articles of faith required of communicants in the Church of England were only the chief among problems exercising sensitive young minds at Oxford in those days. But soul-searching and tormented inner debate were even then foreign to Arnold’s cool and skeptical consideration of religious dogma. He was moved by Newman’s imaginative and spiritual eloquence, but he was after all the son of an aggressively liberal reformer in matters of Church and State. (Dr. Arnold, who died suddenly in 1842, had been appointed professor of modern history at Oxford in 1841, at a time when echoes of his searing attack on Newman and the “Oxford Malignants” in the Edinburgh Review were still reverberating.) The tone of a letter from Arnold to John Duke Coleridge in 1845 is noncommittal, even playful. Telling his friend not to let admiration for the sermons of Thomas Arnold reduce his admiration for Newman, Arnold said: “I find it perfectly possible to admire them both.”

Arnold’s behavior during those early years enabled him to keep others at arm’s length while he tried to make up his own mind, to explore his own nature and needs. His preferred reading is revealing. He shared his friends’ enthusiasm for Carlyle’s attacks on materialism and sham,and his exalting of great men and of character, which may have inspired his own Oxford prize poem on Cromwell (1843). His preferences included Emerson, with his themes of “Self-Reliance” and “Trust thyself!”; Goethe, who taught that the main thing for man is to learn to master himself; and Spinoza, whose philosophy contains the idea that man’s need is to affirm his own essence, to follow the law of his being. He had developed a strategy of detachment, as against Clough’s commitment to the issues of the day; and the introspective analysis of his own nature and of his relations to men and ideas permeates the correspondence with Clough.

Arnold’s drive to self-understanding and self-control may suggest a wish for a detached and self-sufficient position from which to contemplate human events and the historical flow, and could explain a change in the story of the young Egyptian king Mycerinus in Arnold’s early poem of that name. Having heard from an oracle that he is to die in six years, although he has tried to atone for his father’s cruel reign by a virtuous life and justice for his subjects, Mycerinus turns in scorn from his gods and his “sorrowing people” to spend the last years of his life in revelry. The possibility Arnold adds to that decision in lines 107-111 may be self-revealing:

          It may be on that joyless feast his eye
          Dwelt with mere outward seeming; he, within,
          Took measure of his soul, and knew its strength,
          And by that silent knowledge, day by day,
          Was calmed, ennobled, comforted, sustained.

Arnold’s appointment as private secretary to the elderly Whig statesman Lord Lansdowne in 1847, after a term as assistant master at Rugby School, gave him over the next four years a vantage point for observation of the “joyless feast” of 19th-century industrialism and class discontent and the revolutionary upheavals of 1848 throughout Europe. The striving to take “measure of his soul” is evident in poems and in the letters to Clough, as is the struggle to attain a state of peace and calm, a balance between withdrawal and commitment, a reconciliation of the claims of reason and the feelings and of the “two desires” which “toss about the poet’s feverish blood. /One drives him to the world without/And one to solitude.” Clough had committed himself to action and wrote Arnold from Rome describing his situation during bombardment of the city by the French armies. Arnold’s reaction to Clough’s reforming zeal appears in his two sonnets “To a Republican Friend.” The first sonnet declares: “God knows it, I am with you.” The second counsels a longer view, for “When I muse on what life is, I seem/Rather to patience prompted” than to the hope proclaimed by France “so loud.” The day when “liberated man” will burst through “the network superposed by selfish occupation” will not “dawn at a human nod.”

Such sympathy with revolutionary aims but distrust of precipitate action could be expected of the young man whose “respect for the reason” sent him to Locke and Spinoza, and who already was turning from Beranger’s “fade” Epicureanism to the stoic philosopher Epictetus and the tragic dramatist Sophocles. But his philosophical orientation was put to severe test by the new experience that came Arnold’s way on his travels: romantic love. Its powerful force threatened to frustrate entirely the longing to take “measure of his soul” and so to be “calmed, ennobled, comforted, sustained.”

The long dispute over whether Marguerite, the French girl Arnold fell in love with in Switzerland, was real or imaginary was settled by the publication of the letters to Clough, which has allowed the majority view to prevail. The Marguerite of the Switzerland lyrics was indeed real, as was the anguish of the lover who could not surrender himself to passion. For a man who believed above all in self-control and integrity, the outcome of a conflict between the Platonic and the Byronic (or between the shades of Dr. Arnold and of George Sand) could not be long in doubt. There is as much of relief as of desolation in the poem “Self-Dependence.” Standing at the prow of the ship bearing him back to England, “Weary of myself, and sick of asking/ What I am, and what I ought to be,” Arnold sends “a look of passionate desire” (the only one on record) to the stars, and asks that they “Calm me, ah, compose me to the end!”

Having survived exposure to the storms of passion in the Alps, Arnold still felt the need for a love and companionship compatible with the needs of ordinary human nature, and before long he was attracted by the charms of a more suitable English girl, the daughter of a judge. The conventional courtship which followed, and which produced some charming lyrics, was prolonged until Arnold could obtain a position with an income that would support a wife. He achieved this when Lord Lansdowne had him appointed inspector of schools in April 1851, and the marriage to Frances Lucy Wightman took place in June. Though his first volume of poetry, The Strayed Reveller and Other Poems (1849), and the second, Empedocles on Etna and Other Poems (1852), received limited attention and were soon withdrawn from circulation in spite of praise from a discerning few, Arnold continued writing poetry. His reputation was established with his third volume, Poems: A New Edition (1853). It omitted “Empedocles on Etna” and the early poem “The New Sirens,” but contained two new poems which have been widely known and liked ever since, “Sohrab and Rustum“ and “The Scholar-Gipsy.” Most of Arnold’s best poems are in these volumes, except for “Dover Beach.”

 During this period in which Arnold moved from a studied aloofness through turbulence to the desired calm, though with an awareness that “Calm’s not life’s crown, though calm is well” (“Youth and Calm”). Arnold’s poetics, as revealed in the letters to Clough, show a gradual shift from a predominantly aesthetic to a predominantly moral emphasis. Modern poetry, to serve the age well, “can only subsist by its contents: by becoming a complete magister vitae as the poetry of the ancients did: by including, as theirs did, religion with poetry.” Poetry is something more than Keats’s “Beauty is Truth, Truth Beauty,” of which Arnold was later to say that it is not “all ye need to know,” though it is much. It is a source of moral therapy for the age and a surrogate for the weakening Christian faith. These views anticipate Arnold’s lectures On Translating Homer (1861), in which “nobility” is seen as a major characteristic of Homer, and “The Study of Poetry” (1880), which proclaims that “the strongest part of our religion today is its unconscious poetry.”

A parallel shift in emphasis is apparent in the definitions of style. It is at first simply “saying in the best way what you have to say,” though Arnold adds that “what you have to say depends on your age.” The new emphasis appears when Arnold declares that “there are two offices of Poetry—one to add to one’s store of thoughts and feelings—another to compose and elevate the mind by a sustained tone, numerous allusions, and a grand style.” Arnold’s perception of beauty and greatness in art has shifted from the aesthetic impact of a unity in form of conception and form of expression to the moral impact of a unity of style and substance which exhibits and influences character. Poetry must convey the emotional warmth and spiritual power that religion was losing in an era of sectarian strife on the one hand and agnostic indifference on the other. “If one loved what was beautiful and interesting in itself passionately enough, one would produce what was excellent without troubling oneself with religious dogmas at all. As it is, we are warm only when dealing with the last,” and because warmth is a blessing and frigidity a curse, Arnold would have “most others” stay “on the old religious road.”

This letter of September 6, 1853 foreshadows the Arnold of the 1870s who tried by humanistic reinterpretation to preserve the Bible and Christianity for the masses. He attempts to find in great poetry a supreme moral and spiritual influence as well as an ideal aesthetic form. In a letter written three months later, Arnold rejects Clough’s praise for “The Scholar-Gipsy": “I am glad you like the Gipsy Scholar,” he says, “but what does it do for you? Homer animates—Shakespeare animates—in its poor way I think Sohrab and Rustum animates—the Gipsy Scholar at best awakens a pleasing melancholy.” But what men want is “something to animate and ennoble them … I believe a feeling of this kind is the basis of my nature—and of my poetics.”

The names of Homer and Shakespeare here, like the frequent praise of Sophocles elsewhere, suggest that for Arnold the high calling of poetry for the age could only be realized in the classical forms of epic and drama. Arnold tried at that time to offer his English readers an example of the kind of poetry he still wished to write, and felt ought to be written. In a letter to his sister Jane he admitted that he had not succeeded, and could not succeed. Merope (1858) might exhibit perfection of form, but “to attain or approach perfection in the region of thought and feeling, and to unite this with perfection of form, demands not merely effort and labour, but an actual tearing of oneself to pieces.” Arnold produced poems reflecting conflicts that were a genuine part of his emotional and intellectual experience, but not the poem of his ideal that would both illuminate and transcend experience in the artistic perfection of classical form.

Arnold’s characteristic verse structures tend to depart from the traditional. Stanzas or verse paragraphs of varying length and of varying line length make him a forerunner of free verse practice, as in “A Summer Night” and “Dover Beach,” in the romantically melancholy and melodiously rhymed “The Forsaken Merman,” and in unrhymed poems such as “The Strayed Reveller” and “The Future.” This last poem, and others of more conventional form such as “Human Life,” “Self-Deception,” and “Morality,” all reflecting upon the human condition, help to explain the view of Arnold’s poetry as thought-laden or “gnomic” or even, among hostile critics like Edith Sitwell and T.S. Eliot, as academic versifying. But perhaps the most Arnoldian verse form is that mixture of modes or genres which made it difficult for him to classify some of his own poems. The lyrical drama “The Strayed Reveller,” the dramatic narrative “The Sick King of Bokhara,” the diversity of verse patterns in his major work “Empedocles on Etna” all suggest a creative and original element in Arnold’s poetics as well as an urge to “animate” and “ennoble” mankind. Of “Empedocles on Etna” Swinburne said: “Nothing can be more deep and exquisite in poetical tact than this succession of harmonies, diverse without a discord.”

Arnold’s twofold search for knowledge of himself and of the world was from the beginning philosophical in nature. Modern poets, Arnold told Clough, “must begin with an Idea of the world in order not to be prevailed over by the world’s multitudinousness: or if they cannot get that, at least with isolated ideas.” One must begin with a controlling principle or be overwhelmed by experience. But experience resisted this rational commitment to “the high white star of truth” and compelled the honest poet to record his frustrations and mental sufferings. To achieve understanding by embracing or surrendering to experience was for Arnold a dangerous course, for it involved risking the sacrifice of the reason to the senses and feelings. Yet any answer arrived at without the sanction of emotion was, he said, arid and incomplete. This conflict runs through much of Arnold’s poetry, with his deepest feelings attaching to the unresolved debate, to the anxious questions and the ambiguous or dusty answers. The view of truth as multifaceted, the attempt at a synthesis in the phrase “the imaginative reason,” the definition of religion as “morality, touched with emotion”—all these later formulations suggest acceptance and interpretation of experience as a better way than prior commitment to an Idea of coping with the world’s multitudinousness.

A useful approach can be made to Arnold’s poetry by recognizing three broad divisions. First, there is that large body of reflective or gnomic verse, where the poet’s voice is freely heard but which shows varying degrees of detachment, in tones of questioning or stoicism or contemplation. Second, there are the lyric poems of intense personal engagement in the human situation, especially the love poems with their burden of longing and suffering and the elegies with their milder melancholy. Third, there are the narrative and dramatic poems, which attempt to achieve objectivity and distance by form, character, and plot, and by the remoteness of myth and legend.

The first category most obviously anticipates Arnold’s later development as critic, consisting as it does of poems in which differing views on man, nature, or art are balanced or contrasted, advanced or rejected. “In Utrumque Paratus” shows that as early as 1846 Arnold could contemplate with equanimity alternative answers to man’s cosmic questions. The idealist hypothesis of the first three stanzas (“If, in the silent mind of One all-pure/At first imagined lay/The sacred world”) is balanced by the materialist hypothesis of the last three stanzas (“But, if the wild unfeathered mass no birth/In divine seats hath known”). What emerges is a twofold moral reflection on the unifying theme of man’s lonely state.

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/matthew-arnold

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From the Hymn of Empedocles by Matthew Arnold
IS it so small a thing
To have enjoy'd the sun,
To have lived light in the spring,
To have loved, to have thought, to have done;
To have advanced true friends, and beat down baffling foes;

That we must feign a bliss
Of doubtful future date,
And while we dream on this
Lose all our present state,
And relegate to worlds yet distant our repose?

Not much, I know, you prize
What pleasures may be had,
Who look on life with eyes
Estranged, like mine, and sad:
And yet the village churl feels the truth more than you;

Who 's loth to leave this life
Which to him little yields:
His hard-task'd sunburnt wife,
His often-labour'd fields;
The boors with whom he talk'd, the country spots he knew.

But thou, because thou hear'st
Men scoff at Heaven and Fate;
Because the gods thou fear'st
Fail to make blest thy state,
Tremblest, and wilt not dare to trust the joys there are.

I say, Fear not! life still
Leaves human effort scope.
But, since life teems with ill,
Nurse no extravagant hope.
Because thou must not dream, thou need'st not then despair.
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Date: 7/21/2020 9:50:00 PM
Another brilliant poet I'd never heard of, very informative Robert. Tom
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Date: 7/22/2020 8:38:00 AM
Thank you my friend. Yes, he was truly a brilliant poet, philosopher and deep thinker. He certainly had an amazing life , that he shared with the world in his writings.. God bless..
Date: 7/19/2020 12:53:00 AM
He looks like one of my neighbors. I agree that the past should be honored for everything it has to offer. I enjoyed the selection you chose to conclude this blog - I thank you for it.
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Date: 7/19/2020 6:05:00 AM
Thank you my friend. I have always loved that piece. Arnold was a very deep thinker with keen insight into the vagaries, weaknesses and strengths prevalent in humanity, as well as a truly well honored and great poet..God bless..
Date: 7/18/2020 3:08:00 AM
And of course Robert,the'greats' were(are) not limited to past eras ! ..but this indeed is a basic poetry principle that you highlight here.
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Date: 7/18/2020 6:57:00 AM
I do not deny the fact that there are great poets today. To me it is easier to study those of past eras, that set a solid foundation for poetry. Gather what I can thus and then let my heart and soul dance along with them and the poetic spirit resting quite happily within me my friend. God bless.
Date: 7/18/2020 3:05:00 AM
Yes Robert,read,read,write
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Date: 7/18/2020 6:54:00 AM
Thank you my friend. I do so as much as possible. Time being the enemy that never rests , never falters. Ever vigilant in its wearisome demands. God bless..
Date: 7/17/2020 9:18:00 PM
Is it true that a poet must ever endeavor to learn? And best way to learn is to study the greats that have given so very much golden poetry , having written, lived life and died?
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9/9/2020 Beyond The Horizon, Dwelling In Sunset's Red Sonnetfantasy,imagery,imaginati
9/8/2020 Vision Of Beauty, A True Heroine, number three of the series Free verseappreciation,blessing,chi
9/7/2020 Are We Not Brothers, Made From The Same Dirt, Tribute to Philip Freneau Rhymeappreciation,conflict,ded
9/4/2020 Now Is The Time To Hunker Down And Write, Poem number two of series Rhymeappreciation,art,deep,dev
9/1/2020 Here In The Now, Amidst Fleeing Of Twilight, Poem number one of series Sonnetart,deep,encouraging,fait
8/31/2020 Within Hope And Revelation, Conversation With Dawn's Promise, Double Sonnets Sonnetappreciation,emotions,ins
8/30/2020 In This Silent Agony, Tears Flow As A Raging Flood Rhymecreation,dark,heartbreak,
8/27/2020 Wouldst I Become, Last Gasp Of Dying Star Sonnetart,creation,desire,encou
8/21/2020 From Poet's Pen, Love's Infinite Colors May Flow Rhymeappreciation,creation,hea
8/19/2020 Into That Realm Where Sadness Can Not Play Rhymeart,deep,journey,life,mea
8/18/2020 With Promise Of Entry, Elysium Rhymeart,courage,hero,humanity
8/15/2020 As The Years Into Fading Mists So Quickly Flew Rhymedestiny,fate,freedom,jour
8/14/2020 Defiance, The Gods Fall, And Mortal Reign Begins Rhymeappreciation,creation,ded
8/10/2020 Will She Shed Tears On My Headstone Rhymedeath,deep,funeral,goodby
8/9/2020 Under Soft Moonlit Skies, Lonely Howls Heard Rhymeart,native american,race,
8/8/2020 Illuminations, Temptations, Life's Travails Endured Rhymeappreciation,art,dedicati
8/7/2020 Within Oceans Of Passion's Might Romanticismbeauty,dedication,feeling
7/29/2020 A Mother's Love, Steels Her To Infinite Faith And Sacrifice Rhymeappreciation,character,de
7/27/2020 Sailing Away From Dark That Wrecks Havoc On Earth Romanticismart,beautiful,heaven,love
7/26/2020 Always Together, In The Great Bye And Bye Romanticismart,blessing,emotions,mem
7/24/2020 Written From A Poetic Heart's True Renderings Sonnetappreciation,art,creation
7/23/2020 The Epic Vow, The Long Journey, And Destination Found Free verseappreciation,art,hero,jou
7/22/2020 Discovery Of What Sadness Lies Just Behind The Curtain Sonnetart,death,deep,farewell,f
7/19/2020 Morning Trek Into Sanctity Of That Invisible Place Rhymeart,
7/19/2020 And The Desperate Heart Seeks To Atone Rhymeart,
7/19/2020 Now At Last Into Hell's Dungeon He Was Cast, The First Battle, Part One Rhymedark,raven,
7/18/2020 I Love Sweet Tender, Kisses That Beg More Sonnetart,creation,deep,growth,
7/18/2020 Tale Of False Image Of The Beautiful Temptress Rhymeappreciation,art,betrayal
7/17/2020 Bird Of Paradise Rhymeappreciation,art,beautifu
7/17/2020 Tribute To Youth And The Days Imagination and Boyhood Dreams Rhymeappreciation,boy,childhoo
7/16/2020 Vicissitudes Of A Rambling Life Once Lived Rhymeallusion,art,conflict,ima
7/11/2020 Aphrodite, In Sweet Dreams Of Bliss I Cry Out To You, Sonnet Doubles Sonnetappreciation,art,beauty,d
7/10/2020 Instead, I Choose To Honor And Then Gift Rhymeappreciation,art,enduranc
7/8/2020 Eternity Exists That We May Love Romanticismbeauty,deep,love,passion,
7/6/2020 I Write And Write Oft Through The Night, Words Dedicated To All Poets Rhymeappreciation,art,beautifu
7/5/2020 And The Desperate Heart Seeks To Atone Rhymeart,creation,deep,heart,l
7/2/2020 Within Mysteries, The Dark and Decay Also Hides Free verseappreciation,art,creation
6/30/2020 The Night The Ravishing Vampire Came To Feast Narrativeart,creation,dark,faith,h
6/28/2020 That Which Held Me In A Magical Spell Rhymeappreciation,creation,dar
6/27/2020 Moonlit Rays Bounce On Jasmine Scented Hair Sonnetemotions,meaningful,memor
6/26/2020 Within A Realm Few Are Ever Unfortunate Enough To Wake Up In, Part Two Free verseappreciation,art,courage,
6/25/2020 Within A Realm Few Are Ever Unfortunate Enough To Wake Up In,Part One Free verseart,conflict,creation,dar
6/24/2020 Dawn's Glory Is In Its Whispering Glow Rhymeday,hope,inspiration,joy,
6/23/2020 I Once Cried To Be Stardust In Your Eyes Sonnetdestiny,fate,heartbroken,
6/23/2020 Incarnations Of What Love's Blessed Paradise Extols Sonnetbeautiful,destiny,heart,l
6/23/2020 In Silent Hours, When Hope May Truly Touch Sonnetfaith,love,power,silence,
6/22/2020 As Years And Life Thus Ever Onward Flow Rhymedeep,fate,humanity,meanin
6/20/2020 None Are Immune To Ceaseless Ravages Of Time Rhymeart,deep,humanity,life,me
6/18/2020 Within Hall Of Heroes His Soul Must Surely Be Sonnetappreciation,courage,frie
6/18/2020 Epitaph Of An Old Friend, An Honorable Man Rhymeappreciation,friend,heart
6/18/2020 To Leave Melancholy Waters Behind Rhymeart,growth,inspiration,li
6/15/2020 In Youth, Our Eyes Are But Dark Jaded Spheres Sonnetart,fate,journey,life,sym
6/15/2020 Once Cast Into Stormy Winds, Words Decrying Fate Rhymeconflict,fate,loss,pain,s
6/15/2020 Love Fruits, Passion's Meals On Which I Once Sup Sonnetappreciation,art,bird,lif
6/14/2020 Haiku-Triples, Poems Born From Seeking Nature's Golden Treasures Haikuappreciation,art,imagery,
6/13/2020 Clock Sounding, Its Hum Of Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock, Double Chained Sonnets Sonnetappreciation,art,humanity
6/12/2020 Night Of Shadow, Poe, House Of Usher's Bloody Dust Rhymecreation,dark,dedication,
6/11/2020 Celebrating Glory Of The Ancient Olympic Games Rhymeappreciation,art,
6/10/2020 Born To Bleed Onto Eager Page, What Fate Has This Life Decreed Rhymeappreciation,art,
6/10/2020 Child Of My Left Hand, Hide No More In Shadows Wide And Deep Sonnetappreciation,art,deep,mea
6/10/2020 There In Glistening Dewdrops, Invisible Worlds May Lie Sonnetart,deep,meaningful,
6/10/2020 When The Beach Is So Lonely And The Waves So Cold Sonnetappreciation,art,deep,poe
6/10/2020 May We In Passion's Sweetest Breath Therein Abide Sonnetart,passion,romance,
6/10/2020 Truth Is A Testament Of Our Deep Love Romanticismappreciation,art,love,mem
6/10/2020 I Walked The Wet Sands, Just Beyond Lapping Waves Sonnetappreciation,art,deep,lif
6/10/2020 I That Once In Youth Thought To Be A God Rhymeallusion,appreciation,con
6/10/2020 Grows The Night Verseanxiety,art,creation,deep
6/9/2020 To Leave Melancholy Waters Behind Rhymeart,dream,imagery,imagina
6/7/2020 Recollecting A Sad Memory, A Loss And A Dream Quatrainassonance,dark,deep,judge
6/6/2020 When Life Looks Above The Dusty Ground Haikuart,creation,deep,life,me
6/6/2020 Of The Full Sum And The Withering Of The Vine Rhymeart,deep,fate,humanity,jo
6/4/2020 Upon Battlefields Fallen True, Their Bloody Dead Sonnetappreciation,art,courage,
6/1/2020 She Wore Blue Dress, Flowers Her Laurel Crown Rhymeappreciation,art,beauty,i
5/29/2020 Of Fate And The Choosing Between Scylla and Charybdis Rhymeart,encouraging,fate,hist
5/17/2020 Nightmares, Ravages Of A Prometheus, Free And Unchained from my new blog Rhymeappreciation,art,deep,hum
5/16/2020 When Yesterday's Ghost Rises From Its Grave, 4th poem, From my blog, A Quartet Of Poems Rhymeart,deep,identity,judgeme
5/15/2020 Once A Revolutionary Serpent Came To My Door 3rd poem, From my blog, A Quartet Of Poems Rhymeart,character,creation,de
5/14/2020 Part Two, Bites As Hungry Shark, Yet I Am Still Here Writing Rhymeappreciation,art,deep,per
5/13/2020 Part One, There Is A Dangerous Sun Now A'Rising Rhymeappreciation,art,deep,hum
5/12/2020 Poetic Verses Cast On Angel Of My First True Love Rhymeangel,appreciation,beauty
5/12/2020 Thanking Heavens Above For Your Every Breath Sonnetappreciation,art,beauty,c
5/11/2020 The Nightmare And The Chaos Raven Sent Into Poe's Poetic World Rhymeappreciation,art,creation
5/8/2020 On Mythology And Heroes, Part One Medusa, monster hideous beyond comprehension Rhymeart,creation,fantasy,hero
5/5/2020 At Peace And In Sweet Awe Of Bronze Shaving Of New Rising Moon Rhymeappreciation,art,blessing
5/2/2020 Honest Are We, Embolden Truths Dare We To Face Sonnetart,character,deep,humani
4/30/2020 Waterfalls And Nature's Flowing Gift Haikuart,beauty,creation,image
4/28/2020 In His Longings, She Goddess Truly Born Rhymeappreciation,art,dream,fa
4/27/2020 Begging Eternity, What True Love Brings Rhymeart,creation,dark,light,p
4/27/2020 Master Poe Swore With Raven He Had No More Ties, Dark doubles, Poe Tribute Rhymeart,creation,dark,imagina
4/25/2020 In That Magical Moment, Stars Align, Happiness Reigns Sonnetdeep,fate,heart,hope,imag
4/22/2020 When Spring, Its New Symphony One's Pleading Soul Hears Sonnetappreciation,beautiful,bl
4/21/2020 Diamonds And Dew Drops, O' Don't They Shine Rhymeappreciation,art,dark,lig
4/20/2020 O' What Dark Winds And Evil This Way Comes, Tribute To Master Poe Rhymedark,deep,evil,humanity,i
4/20/2020 What Of Humanity, Life And Happiness Lost, Sonnet Doubles Sonnetart,dark,deep,evil,symbol
4/20/2020 As Phoenix From Smoldering Ashes Rise Rhymeappreciation,art,deep,ima

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Fav Poems

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MoUNTAIN DRoP Rhymedeath,depression,
Fragment Trioletlight
What is Love Sonnetlove,
Beauty Exposed Rhymelife,
Beautiful Day Free verseseasons,
The Perfect Painting Rhymeart,beauty,
Releasing Me Sonnethappiness,peace,
What the Angels Whisper Free versegod,hope,youth,
As we walk hand in hand Rhymehappiness,how i feel,love
Diamond in the Sky Sonnetstar,
In One Fell Swoop Free verselost love,
Angel Tears Light Verseangel,
Black Diamond Night Epicbody,death,history,lonely
Put Your Head on My Shoulder Light Versedance,romantic,
If Walls Could Speak Narrativefeelings,for him,joy,toge
Intolerable Rhymeabuse,betrayal,racism,
A Shade From The Past Sonnetart,nostalgia,people,
Spring on the Wind Rhymechange,nature,spring,
The Ripping Free verseabuse,addiction,anger,ang
I Am The Mighty Mountain Personificationearth,mountains,
Crying River Balladbeautiful,cry,deep,freedo
Death Blows a Hollow Horn Sonnetdeath,
Colours in our lives Rhymebeauty,color,
To a Despondent Friend Quatraindepression,
Daddy Free verseblue,dad,depression,fathe
Written in a Graveyard Sonnetdeath,
Indian Ink Dramatic Verseabuse,autumn,death,deep,f
Stairway to the Stars Free versefarewell,kiss,
Invitation Rhymelost love,
Bobcat Moon Rhymeautumn,friendship,loss,mo
A New Bird Rhymebirth,
Amidst the Fallen Petals Free verselonging,love,
A Letter to Emily Dickinson Rhymepoetess,
Midnight Poet Free verseaddiction,character,devot
His Song and Mine I do not know?bird,life,poems,prison,,L
When Love Found Me Rhymeblessing,love,
The Clock it Mocks Free versebreak up,heartbroken,jeal
A New Love Found Free verseinspirational,
The Evil Eye Rhymeevil,
Mist Song Rhymebeauty,music,nature,
Autumn's Gown Rhymecolor,inspiration,
White Lace Sonnetlife,seasons
In An Old Cathedral Rhymeloneliness,love,
Wild Love Narrativegarden,love,rose,sweet,
Kresge's Five And Dime Stores Rhymenostalgia,
My Fallen Brother Rhymeangst,brother,history,los
Sunset Tableau Versepain,
I Walk on Water Free verseintrospection,life,
Echoes in the Stone Epicadventure,death,hero,hist
Eccentric Eyes Sonnetpain,
Sweet Memories Rhymelost love,
Starstruck in your deep Beauty Free versebeautiful,beauty,flower,l
The tree of life Rhymeage,child,death,mystery,t
Oak Rhymetree,
The Blackberry and The Rose Personificationimagination
The Sowing Free versedevotion,
Our little Haven Rhymecousin,fairy,fantasy,gree
O The Grieving Free versedeath,funeral,grief,
Contest Consternation Free versecommunity,poetry,words,
Strong Point Sonnetlove,
Holding a wilting red rose Versedeath,mother,mothers day,
I Hate You All Light Versedark,death,philosophy,sad
Write you OUT Free versegoodbye,how i feel,
Her Hidden Gem Rhymemother,voice,
Heaven or Hell Free versedark,heaven,light,love,
Hey you Free verseanger,conflict,forgivenes
So She Broke your Heart Free verseanalogy,betrayal,hope,lov
Eyes of Blue Rhymefreedom,hero,memorial day
Wild pure and free love Free versebeautiful,love,romance,
Why So Afraid Iambic Pentameterlove,
Church Quatrainblessing,change,devotion,
MY DAY IS COMING Rhymefriendship,journey,life,
Eccentricity In Love Sonnetlove,universe,
The Tomb of the Unknown Soldier Light Versesoldier,violence,war,
SOMETIMES Rhymeblessing,thanks,
Star Gazer Free verseallegory,beauty,metaphor,
Aquarius Coupletimagery,water,
THE LORDS SWEET MORNING Rhymemusic,nature,
Sonnet For Statues Sonnetart,poems,poetry,
Outside Looking In Rhymecharacter,community,histo
Mother's Garden Rhymeflower,garden,nature,
Conquer Rhymedepression,
Letting Go Rhymeson,
Ragnarok: The Storm Epyllionweather,
Let the music play on Free versefirst love,music,
Don't Censor Me Sonnetpoetry,
Neverland Narrativechildhood,nostalgia,place
That Still Small Voice Quatraingod,prayer,relationship,
But I Must Stay Villanellesad,
The Black Dragon Free versecorruption,courage,hope,w
Winter Rhymelife,
Small Passerene Birds Rhymebeautiful,romantic,season
Rain over Vietnam Quaternrain,war,
JE SUIS CHARLIE -- Afterthought Narrativecourage,death,dedication,
When Bubbles Dissipate Tankabeautiful,beauty,i love y
Headache Free versefreedom,success,
Lamb Rhymechristian,hope,spiritual,
Rainbow Skies Coupletcolor,nature,sky,sun,
Ancient Warrior Iambic Pentameterangst,culture,native amer
Long Distance Dreamer Light Versebeautiful,i miss you,long

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Poet Destroyer A United States Flag United States Read
Annalise Brigham...a.k.a. Audrey Haick United States Flag United States Read
Keith O.J. Hunt Canada Flag Canada Read
Sunshine Smile Norway Flag Norway Read
Sara Kendrick United States Flag United States Read
JAN ALLISON Isle Of Man Flag Isle Of Man Read
Jake Ponce Philippines Flag Philippines Read
Carolyn Devonshire United States Flag United States Read
Vera Duggan Australia Flag Australia Read
Robert Nehls United States Flag United States Read
Joyce Johnson United States Flag United States Read
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lisa duggan Australia Flag Australia Read
Barbara Gorelick United States Flag United States Read
Gary Bateman Germany Flag Germany Read
liam mcdaid Ireland Flag Ireland Read
Gry Christensen United States Flag United States Read
arthur vaso Canada Flag Canada Read
Debbie Guzzi United States Flag United States Read
Roy Jerden United States Flag United States Read
James Fraser United Kingdom Flag United Kingdom Read
Robert Lindley United States Flag United States Read
Richard Lamoureux Canada Flag Canada Read
Paul Callus Malta Flag Malta Read
Miss Sassy United States Flag United States Read
cherl dunn United States Flag United States Read
KP Nunez Philippines Flag Philippines Read
Peter Lewis Holmes Viet Nam Flag Viet Nam Read
David O'Haolin Whalen United States Flag United States Read
Keith Bickerstaffe United Kingdom Flag United Kingdom Read
Lu Loo United States Flag United States Read
Connie Marcum Wong United States Flag United States Read
Lin Lane United States Flag United States Read
Vladislav Raven United Kingdom Flag United Kingdom Read
Gail Foster United Kingdom Flag United Kingdom Read
Pandita Sanchez United States Flag United States Read
Danetta Barney United States Flag United States Read
Tom Quigley United States Flag United States Read
jill spagnola United States Flag United States Read
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Avis Bailey United States Flag United States Read
Kelly Deschler United States Flag United States Read
lg ds Thailand Flag Thailand Read
Feli Elizab United States Flag United States Read
Casarah Nance United States Flag United States Read
Edlynn Nau United States Flag United States Read
Leslie Philibert Germany Flag Germany Read
Miraj Raha India Flag India Read
Sarai Virden United States Flag United States Read
Monterey Sirak United States Flag United States Read
Bev Smith United States Flag United States Read
C T United States Flag United States Read
Jessica Thompson United States Flag United States Read
Charmaine Chircop Malta Flag Malta Read
Timothy Hicks United States Flag United States Read
Sandra Haight United States Flag United States Read
Tim Smith United States Flag United States Read
Suzanne Delaney United States Flag United States Read
Joseph May United States Flag United States Read
Constance La France Canada Flag Canada Read
Daniel Turner United States Flag United States Read
Manmath Dalei India Flag India Read
kabuteng P.iNk k. Philippines Flag Philippines Read
Robert L. Hinshaw United States Flag United States Read
nette onclaud Philippines Flag Philippines Read
harry horsman Australia Flag Australia Read
Red Fiery Singapore Flag Singapore Read
Brian Davey United States Flag United States Read
Keith Trestrail Trinidad and Tobago Flag Trinidad and Tobago Read
Walter T. Ashe United States Flag United States Read
Carrie Richards United States Flag United States Read
Anisha Dutta India Flag India Read
CayCay Jennings United States Flag United States Read
Emile Pinet Canada Flag Canada Read
Teddy Kimathi Kenya Flag Kenya Read
Julia Ward France Flag France Read
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Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser Philippines Flag Philippines Read
Laura Leiser United States Flag United States Read
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Rhonda Johnson-Saunders United States Flag United States Read
Robert Stoner Jr United States Flag United States Read
Faye Gibson United States Flag United States Read
michael tor United States Flag United States Read
Carol Eastman United States Flag United States Read
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Maurice Yvonne Canada Flag Canada Read
Elaine George Canada Flag Canada Read
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Shadow Hamilton United Kingdom Flag United Kingdom Read
Charles Henderson United States Flag United States Read
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Francine Roberts Canada Flag Canada Read
Eve Roper United States Flag United States Read
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