For me, an intriguing poetic devise is irony: saying one thing and meaning another. Think of how often we encounter ironic speech or behavior in everyday life. Undermining another with a word, a facial expression, body language—giving away our real intent with tone of voice—we humans turn to irony to make a point in such a way that it can be disputed…
“Oh, I didn’t mean it that way.”
Yeah, right.
Here’s an example of irony I experience all too often:
Them: “Nice shot.”
My drive shoots along the fairway a couple of dozen yards.
Me: “It was horrible.”
Them: “Well it went straight.”
And then I watch Them send it flying to the green.
Is that supposed to make me feel good? Or is it a way of saying “I’m a much better golfer than you? Maybe you should take up underwater basket-weaving.”
Why might poets turn to irony as a poetic device?
• To express contradictory points of view in a single piece, such as humor and sadness. An example of this is Dorothy Parker’s brief poem: Unfortunate Coincidence in which lovers express undying love for one another while the concluding lines say otherwise:
…Lady make a note of this,
One of you is lying.
• Irony as mock-heroism.
In this case, the ironic device become a tool to exalt something or someone who is not worthy of the glory.
Ode on the Death of a Favourite Cat, Drowned in a Tub of Goldfishes (1776)
Public Domain
‘Twas on a lofty vase’s side,
Where China’s gayest art had dyed
The azure flowers that blow,
Demurest of the tabby kind,
The pensive Selima, reclined,
Gazed on the lake below.
Her conscious tail her joy declared;
The fair round face, the snowy beard,
The velvet of her paws,
Her coat, that with the tortoise vies,
Her ears of jet, and emerald eyes,
She saw; and purred applause.
Still had she gazed; but ‘midst the tide
Two angel forms were seen to glide,
The genii of the stream:
Their scaly armour’s Tyrian hue
Through richest purple to the view
Betrayed a golden gleam.
The hapless nymph with wonder saw:
A whisker first, and then a claw,
With many an ardent wish,
She stretched, in vain, to reach the prize.
What female heart can gold despise?
What cat’s averse to fish?
Presumptuous maid! with looks intent
Again she stretched, again she bent,
Nor knew the gulf between:
(Malignant Fate sat by, and smiled)
The slippery verge her feet beguiled,
She tumbled headlong in.
Eight times emerging from the flood
She mewed to ev’ry wat’ry god
Some speedy aid to send.
No dolphin came, no nereid stirred;
Nor cruel Tom, nor Susan heard.
A fav’rite has no friend!
From hence, ye beauties undeceived,
Know, one false step is ne’er retrieved,
And be with caution bold.
Not all that tempts your wand’ring eyes
And heedless hearts is lawful prize;
Nor all that glisters, gold.
• As a put-down to another’s point of view.
Consider this excerpt from D. H. Lawrence, (better known for his fiction) in his poem,
The English Are So Nice.
The opening lines tell us:
The English are so nice
So awfully nice
They are the nicest people in the world.
Then the poet goes on to decry other nationalities:
American and French and Germans and so on
They’re all very well
But they’re not really nice, you know.
They’re not nice in our sense of the word, are they now?
And in conclusion he admonishes:
“…just be nice, you know! Oh, fairly nice,
Not too nice of course, they take advantage
But nice enough, just nice enough
To let them feel they’re not quite as nice as they might be.
In the above examples, note the underlying, if subtle, sense of humor. But irony can also be used quite effectively to make a point concerning more serious issues. Here are two examples:
• For the purpose of social protest. Consider this poem by William Blake about piety and hypocrisy. Blake is contrasting the opulent celebration of a religious festival with the starvation of children in the surrounding countryside.
Holy Thursday
Is this a holy thing to see.
In a rich and fruitful land.
Babes reduced to misery.
Fed with cold and usurous hand?
Is that trembling cry a song?
Can it be a song of joy?
And so many children poor?
It is a land of poverty!
And their sun does never shine.
And their fields are bleak & bare.
And their ways are fill’d with thorns
It is eternal winter there.
For where-e’er the sun does shine.
And where-e’er the rain does fall:
Babe can never hunger there,
Nor poverty the mind appall.
• Irony as dialectic—a debate between two points of view.
In his 1942 poem, The Naming of Parts, poet Henry Reed uses two voices to describe a single incident in which a drill sergeant and soldier describe their own experience of a training exercise related to the handling of a firearm. At first read, it’s easy to miss the poet’s intent because he doesn’t use quotation marks. But when you read the poem looking for the exchange, the contrast between the flat, dull voice of the sergeant and the dreamy voice of the soldier is apparent. I hope you will take a moment to access the entire poem using the link above as it is not in the Public Domain, but here’s a short quote to demonstrate the two contradictory voices:
Sergeant:
Today we have naming of parts. Yesterday,
We had daily cleaning. And tomorrow morning,
We shall have what to do after firing. But today,
Today we have naming of parts…
Soldier:
And this is the piling swivel,
Which in your case you have not got. The branches
Hold in the gardens their silent, eloquent gestures,
Which in our case we have not got.
Henry Reed, 1942
For today’s prompt I invite you, then, to say what you do not mean. Write something ironic, whether it be tinged with humor or a searing commentary on the state of things.
To participate:
• Write your poem;
• Post it on your blog or webpage;
• Access Mr. Linky at the bottom of this page;
• Copy and paste the direct URL of your post in the space provided, and add your name;
• Return to the pub and take time to visit and enjoy other poets and comment on their work.
For dVerse Meeting the Bar, this is Victoria Slotto, honored to be tending the bar tonight. Poetry is flowing freely
Much of the information in this article is inspired by a course presented by The Teaching Company titled “How to Read and Understand Poetry” by Professor Willard Spiegelman. If you haven’t found this company, I highly recommend them. They present courses given by top-notch college professors on every subject imaginable in CD, DVR or Audio Download.
Welcome everyone. Belly up to the bar and share some wonderful poetry with good friends. I look forward to seeing what you don’t mean to say. Let’s have some fun!
an interesting prompt victoria…just say what you dont mean, poets are pretty good at that sometimes eh? smiles. will be cool to see what irony people see in this world…some really cool examples you gave as well…the henry read one in particular…
I agree. I especially enjoyed the professor reading that one aloud, with the different voices.
a wonderful post victoria… happy thursday everyone..had a long day at work…trying to keep my eyes open as long as possible though…smiles…looking forward to what you’re coming up with
Don’t stay up too late, Claudia. We all need our beauty sleep…and from your new profile photo, I see that yours is working!
I was going to say….
reading this, I was thinking, ‘my! how much this resembles those Spiegelman lectures I’ve listened to and heard again and again….Love them, by the way. He does a wonderful job….and he also has another ‘batch’ of Romantic Poetry. 🙂
Oh, didn’t know he had another one. My only complaint about them was that they are so packed full of info I have to listen to them over and over. Especially the ones on strict form poetry.
Thank you. This is a amazing blog. I enjoyed the poetry and the photos.
cool…write something and join the fun…
Hope to see you back with a poem.
Love the Dorothy Parker, Victoria–she had a way with that sort of thing. And the D.H. Lawrence cracked me up. I got a hint from Brian’s post this morning that your topic would be irony, so when faced with a prompt elsewhere on a Justin Timberlake clip, I did some cuisine-art blending of the two concepts, and voila: a rather heavy smoothee of cultural angst and irony. ;_) Will be around to visit this evening.
Yeah! I love smoothies. Looking forward to it, hedge.
Here he comes, stumblin’ into the bar, bumpin against your table and spillin your beers. Stops and jumps into your conversation like he knows what you’re talkin bout; jabberin some nonsense about cookies and angels. Sees the way you’re lookin at each other–all sly and subtle like–and figures, “ah, crap… fixin to git tossed outta the pub again.”
smiles…cookies and being real sounds good to me… can i get one fresh from the oven please…? smiles
Would never toss you out, Charles…as long as you bring a poem.
ah’ight den
I’m a little slow getting out to the front of the bar today, but that’s because I’ve been hard at work in the back room. Now you know what all that banging and crashing was about. The smell of smoke is also explained.
Thanks for the article and prompt, Victoria. I had some fun working with this 🙂
hahah…i thought the smell of smoke is from that fragmented picasso poet with his pipe again..smiles
That smoke smells like something I once picked up at an Eagles concert.
Irony is a great device…poems are bound to be good tonight. 🙂
Indeed, they have been!
here is irony….the weather man said it would be 60 with late afternoon rain….it has been snowing 2 hours now and we will have 5 inches by midnite…ha….
I noticed a few ironic twists related to weather here at the bar tonight.
Victoria, I’m taking a risk here, and giving you this poem as irony. It is/was situational. Enjoy.
there is a bit of irony in it susan…smiles…glad you are home and this is behind you…wish you all the best in healing up as well…
In my comment on your post I underlined the fact that it is indeed ironic.
That’s not irony, Brian, it’s techo-blasphemy; makes me mad as a hungry tick when they do it here in the Pac NW. Victoria, very nice prompt. Mostly the poets I know write what they mean, and mean what they write–but if we are role-playing, or being sarcastic, then we might write what we don’t mean–know what I mean?
Just don’t BE mean, okay!
A challenge!
And I bet you are up to it.
Oh, this was fun–and I have been wanting to write about miracle berries–the things that make lemons sweet…
Ha! I just wrote a poem today for NaPoWriMo inspired by farkleberries. My new favoritist word that I discovered in the dictionary by accident. I’ll post it, perhaps tomorrow, after this prompt dies down.
what a great name! What are they?
Thank you so much for the wonderful post Victoria ~ I enjoyed reading the poems showing the different faces of irony ~ Have a good day/night everyone ~
You, too, Grace. Have a HEAVENly night. :0)
About a year ago, I took a photo of a sign in a rather odd place! It has sat neglected in my albums! Until now! At last it can find some identity! Loved this prompt!
That photo was definitely begging for a poem.
I hope I’m not too late. Will write something up I hope you all will see.
Can’t wait to see what everyone will bring for this.
Great topic. Funny how I was just recently meditating on Dorothy Parker’s little poem you featured here. I love it.
wow. your poem was powerful on washing the body before burial…
and you have until midnite tomorrow so there are still 25 hours to go…
Thank you so much for reading “Clean,” and for your very kind comments. =)
Lila–this is one of the most powerful poems I’ve read…hope everyone drops by.
Thank you, Victoria.
Closing up shop for tonight. I know. It’s early West Coast time. But I’m old. :0)
yep, bed time for me as well..been some good stuff tonight…thanks to those out there commenting and actively supporting the community
sleep well victoria and bri… just woke and out on the trail once i had a cup of coffee…smiles…good morning
Hi Victoria. I hope my little piece meets the challenge. Talk about ‘saying what you don’t mean’ – my husband thought that I was writing about us. 🙂
It fit perfectly…I write fiction and everyone looks for themselves in our writing it seems.
Thank you for this prompt. I really enjoyed learning and trying out irony in poetry. I don’t think I would’ve thought of doing a piece like this on my own. You’ve certainly opened up a new poetic form foe me. 😀
So glad the prompt inspired you.
Up until the wee hours again…this one was hard for me. but I finally drew some irony from a political cartoon as cue. You gave us great hints and examples, Victoria; I think it takes a particular talent to write irony, one I’ve always had difficulty with.
Politics and irony are almost synonymous I fear.
I do so enjoy your prompts, Victoria.
Time is short for me this week so I did a combo along with the Flash 55 prompt.
I think combos are fine!
Another cracker – and something I’ve tended to dodge, so a heart-felt thank you.
Want some wine and cheese with that “cracker?”
As ever interesting. I have gone for comic irony where you state a well-known fact and then show through a narrative it’s untrue!
Looking forward to it, John.
hopefully you would find my piece well, ironical!!
I bet I will.
Great prompt! I’ll be back to read.
i’ll be back as well in a bit..have to cook dinner for the fam first..
And I’m off to catch up.
I’ll be back later today to catch any stragglers. It’s been fun, amusing, thought-provoking. Thanks for joining in.
In the British comedy Blackadder, Lord Blackadder’s manservant, Baldrick, describes irony as “like goldy or bronzy, only made of iron”.
Smiles. Thanks all for participating.