[lit-ideas] Re: Leavis on "Great" poetry

  • From: Jlsperanza@xxxxxxx
  • To: lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
  • Date: Thu, 19 Sep 2013 15:56:42 -0400 (EDT)


In a message dated 9/19/2013 3:32:59 P.M. Eastern Daylight Time,  
gearyservice@xxxxxxxxx quotes from Jeffers, as per ps.
 
Yes, he was a great poet. And Wiki agrees!
 
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robinson_Jeffers
Thanks for sharing, In a rare recording, Jeffers can be heard reading his  
"The Day Is A Poem" (September 19, 1939) on Poetry Speaks – Hear Great Poets 
 Read Their Work from Tennyson to Plath, Narrated by Charles Osgood 
(Sourcebooks,  Inc., c2001), Disc 1, #41; including text, with Robert Hass on 
Robinson Jeffers,  pp. 88–95. Jeffers was also on the cover of Time – The 
Weekly 
Magazine, April 4,  1932 (pictured on p. 90. Poetry Speaks).
 
--- Nota Bene the reference above to: "Hear GREAT poets [including Jeffers] 
 read their work -- from Tennyson to Plath".
 
The Wiki adds that his wife played the melodeon, which helped:
 
"In Una's special room on the second floor were kept many of her favorite  
items, photographs of Jeffers taken by the artist Weston, plants and dried  
flowers from Shelley's grave, and a rosewood melodeon which she loved to  
play."
 
http://www.etymonline.com/index.php?allowed_in_frame=0&search=melodion&searc
hmode=none
 
melodeon (n.) Look up melodeon at Dictionary.com1847, variant of melodion,  
from German Melopdoin, from Melodie, from Old French melodie (see melody).
 
Note that in German there is a VERY intrusive 'p': "melopdoin' -- but  
Goethe often omitted it ("for phonetical reasons", as he was prone to say). 
 
Cheers,
 
Speranza
 
 
--
 
Jeffers:
 
all the arts lose virtue
against the essential reality
of creatures  going about their business among the equally
earnest elements of nature.  


Here is a symbol in which
Many high tragic thoughts
Watch their own  eyes.
This gray rock, standing tall
On the headland, where the  sea-wind
Lets no tree grow,
Earthquake-proved, and signatured
By ages  of storms: on its peak
A falcon has perched.
I think, here is your  emblem
To hang in the future sky;
Not the cross, not the hive,
But  this; bright power, dark peace;
Fierce consciousness joined with  final
Disinterestedness;
Life with calm death; the falcon’s
Realist  eyes and act
Married to the massive
Mysticism of stone,
Which failure  cannot cast down
Nor success make proud.  




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