For those of you in the US and abroad that celebrate Thanksgiving I wish you a warm and happy holiday with your loved ones. I will be baking a nontraditional feast for my family and will be slow to make the rounds but promise to catch all of you within the next couple days. Today’s Meeting the Bar deals with conceit in poetry, a concept that you’ve likely employed before and will hopefully be an enjoyable one to revisit. Let’s start with a definition
Conceit is a figure of speech in which two seemingly dissimilar objects are grouped together with the help of similes or metaphors. Conceit develops a comparison which is unlikely but is, nonetheless, intellectually imaginative. A comparison turns into a conceit when the writer tries to convince us a similarity between two things of whose unlikeness we are strongly aware of and, for this reason, conceits are often surprising.’
According to Wikipedia: In literature, a conceit is an extended metaphor with complex logic that governs a poetic passage or entire poem. By juxtaposing, usurping and manipulating images and ideas in surprising ways, a conceit invites the reader into a more sophisticated understanding of an object of comparison. Extended conceits in English are part of the poetic idiom of Mannerism, during the later sixteenth and early seventeenth century.’
Let’s analyze a few examples of conceits in literature:
1. Shakespeare uses this concept in Act 3, Scene 5 of “Romeo and Juliet”. Capulet comes to Juliet’s room after Romeo has left. He finds her weeping and says:
“Thou counterfeit’st a bark, a sea, a wind;
For still thy eyes, which I may call the sea,
Do ebb and flow with tears; the bark thy body is,
Sailing in this salt flood; the winds, thy sighs;
Who, raging with thy tears, and they with them,
Without a sudden calm, will overset
Thy tempest-tossed body.”
This comparison is an extended metaphor. Capulet compares Juliet’s eyes to the sea, her tears to a storm, her sighs to the winds and her body to a boat within the tempest.
2. Here is a sample from a metaphysical poet of the 17th century, John Donne with his poem “A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning”:
“If they be two, they are two so As stiff
Twin compasses are two;
Thy soul, the fix’d foot, makes no show
To move, but doth, if th’ other do.
And though it in the center sit,
Yet, when the other far doth roam,
It leans, and hearkens after it,
And grows erect, as that comes home.”
This is one of Donne’s most ingenious conceits. He compares his and his beloved’s souls with the two legs of drafting compass. He says the bodies of lovers may be separate like the two legs of a compass but are always joined together at the top. This reminds us of the spiritual union of lovers.
3. Here is a more contemporary excerpt from Machines by Michael Donaghy
“Dearest, note how these two are alike:
This harpsicord pavane by Purcell
And the racer’s twelve-speed bike.”
The rest of the poem can be found here.
Conceits make unusual and unlikely comparisons between two very different things, allowing readers to look at the world in a new way. Similes and metaphor may explain things vibrantly but they tend to become boring at times because of their predictable nature. Conceits, on the other hand, surprise and shock the readers by making farfetched comparisons. Hence, conceit is used as a tool in literature to develop the interest of the readers. Helen Gardner observed that “a conceit is a comparison whose ingenuity is more striking than its justness” and that “a comparison becomes a conceit when we are made to concede likeness while being strongly conscious of unlikeness.”
Please write an extended metaphor poem, or passage of conceit and link up at the bottom of the post.
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hey anna…cool article and concept…did a little research on conceit poems before writing mine…
http://www.poetrysoup.com/famous/poems/conceit
has a list with links to some of the more famous examples…i found the ones by amy lowell to be very nice…anne bradstreet as well…think there is one by plath there too…anyway, enjoyed…
hope you are having a great holiday with your family…
happy turkey day to all the american poets…
very cool… just checked the link and hit one of anne lowell’s poems…it was so long though that i would still be reading tomorrow morning if i hadn’t stopped half-way… (this was probably terrible grammar…) oy… i’m a slow reader today…
ha. they were long….they make me feel good and that mine are rather like haiku….lol…
Using conceit metaphors and images is quite an amazing way of surprising the reader. Thanks for the lesson. It is often that we are left a little bewildered by certain images, the unlikeliness of their relation/comparison as you have pointed it out.
I just wrote something with some conceit images and metaphors. I hope that is alright. Actually, I lose my train of thought in case of extended metaphor sometimes. 🙂
ha. yours was a treat…def unexpected a bit and caught off guard…ha….well done….smiles.
nice… over to read… i love unexpected…
Happy Thanksgiving everyone.
We’re having chicken – letting the turkey side down 🙂
Thanks Anna, for the intriguing prompt.
ah we took care of the turkey side of things…smiles…
gimme a few days and i will be begging for chicken…ha
i think i wouldn’t even get a turkey in my oven… ok…maybe a small one..? dunno…one day i will try…
make sure you take the feathers off unless you like it extra crunchy….lol…smiles.
i DO like it extra crunchy…ha…
smiles
sleep well c…
i imagine with the holidays it will be a rather light weekend in the pub,
but we shall see…
Happy Thanksgiving to all my American friends. I’m afraid my brain is fresh out of conceit this evening (in the UK, so it’s gone 8pm), but I’ll have fun reading!
you never know what might inspire you…so i will keep a light on for you…smiles.
Awww, thanks! 🙂
he’s such a shepherd, isn’t he…? smiles
I know… 😉
Yah – I didn’t stay away too long… I used to stay out much later when I was a teenager 😉 The dVerse addiction continues!
smiles.
Love the concept and once you extend the metaphor far enough it seemed like the poem wrote itself.. A little sonnet (slightly stumbling) I just came back seeing an improvised theater, so I’m exhausted with laughter.
haha… that sounds great… so are your cheek muscles aching…?
Ha- indeed the do, and a sore throat too
oh man….would love to have seen that….
happy thanksgiving to you americans…and no…i’m not at all envious that you will eat loads and loads of turkey while i had just a cheese bread for dinner…ha…smiles… crazy day… i’m late and so tired that i almost fall off my chair… will visit a few…and in case i’m leaving strange comments….you know why at least…smiles
if you fall off the chair there might be a poem there to catch you….smiles…
oh my poems are hopeless when it comes to catching…smiles…
good nite… see ya tomorrow…
oh….and anna… a wonderful prompt which challenges us to think of fresh images and metaphors….always a good thing… smiles.. thanks for tending bar tonite…
there is a big christmas light show here at the NASCAR track…so heading out to see tara’s aunt and uncle and get in line to drive through…will be back this evening to catch up and read up…have a great day everyone…
Anna, the difficulty I have with metaphor is renowned, and I’m not sure I’ve
…I was cut off in my prime! I was going to say, I’m not sure I’ve got the hang of this form!
ha. reminds me of the old answering machines that would cut you off mid sentence…lol…you made it…and you did just fine viv…smiles.
very interesting prompt. don’t know if I have one in me yet nor the time to peruse back – happy thanksgiving. ~
well, dug one up. hope it fits.
happy thanksgiving M…your metaphors were well played in that one…cant believe i missed it the first time…
Today I came to know about something really unique and I am very glad to find that out. Hope I have been able to do justice to the theme.
you did fine…
i am a fan of books, so….smiles.
Somehow I thought there would be no poetry pub action on this holiday, so I came late, and then in & around the grandchildren & cooking I managed to write my version of a conceit poem; now back to the food & famly!
thats ok, its gonna be a slow weekend i imagine with the holiday but we wanted to keep the door open for those that needed an escape for a poetry fix….smiles….enjoy that time g…
caught up….the light show was pretty amazing…about an hour of winding through the lights and then they had a village set up on the infield of the speedway, so hung out by the fire and roasted marshmallows with santa…
Thanks Anna for the low down on Conceit – and here I thought it had only one meaning. As I have been told metaphors are dangerous in my hands…so I think I may have to let this one slide. Happy Thanksgiving to everyone in the U.S.A!
haha… metaphors do have a certain danger potential…that’s what makes them so exciting…smiles happy thanksgiving jenny..
Thank you Claudia – I run frightened from the prospect ~smiles – I wish everyone well and a Happy Thanksgiving to you..
Anna, and gang, I’ll be here later today. Sharing a new poem (AWESOME prompt by the way!) and catching up on THREE linkies. 😦 I’m so far behind I think I’ve lapped you all and am in first! ha ha
Secondly – I love the addition of building community to the link up directions. This is such an important community to me and one that I am thankful for everyday. NO matter where you are, i’m thankful for you today!
smiles…thanks shanyn…how are you?
i agree on community building…
Doing okay, finally feeling close to better. Can maybe get caught up on some reading and commenting! So far behind 😦
Community is so important! I love this community of poets.
well i would start with anna, claudia, bjorn, KB, HA, aprille, viv, freya, grapeling, di, janu, humbird & pea…
they are actually visiting others…havent heard from anyone else…nor seen many of them visiting much of anyone…
I will start with them. Thanks ny friend
looking forward to your prompt tomorrow as well…
🙂 Everyone needs to find their Odor Eaters!
actually wrote two…might bring the second one sunday or hold it til OLN….
Oooh cool!