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A.R. Ammons, Alan Gould, Elizabeth Bishop, geography, John Ashberry, poetry prompt, W.H. Auden, Walt Whitman
“Geography is the key, the crucial accident of birth. A piece of protein could be a snail, a sea lion, or a systems analyst, but it had to start somewhere. This is not science; it is merely metaphor. And the landscape in which the protein “starts” shapes its end as surely as bowls shape water.”
― Annie Dillard, Teaching a Stone to Talk: Expeditions and Encounters
Good day, poets! I hope you are enjoying pleasant weather in your part of the world. I love the month of March over here when it is neither too cold nor too hot. It’s a temporary reprieve before the summers. Also, the sky is as blue as it comes (despite the burgeoning pollution of this city) and the evening colours are as expansive and brilliant as the ones on a Hussain painting. The sound of kids playing on the streets, the stray dogs barking with a certain gusto, the food sellers calling out for anyone who would buy their fare, a distant cry, a passing car with a Bollywood track on blast, et al complete this picture of familiarity with both its sensory decadence and relative simplicity.
This is Anmol (alias HA) and I would like all of you to consider the geography in poetry today and how its elements can be emulated in a creative manner in the verses. Personally, I believe that it is the geography of where I stay as well as where I grew up which has moulded me to a certain extent. As a result of that, I find this relationship between people and their environments so compelling. Both the physical and human features of geography can tell a story of a place and its people and particularly define how anthropological activities have a widespread impact on the planet at large. This is something that requires more discussion and action today since climate change is perhaps turning out to be the most significant event of this century.
Let’s read a variety of poems on geography and take inspiration by understanding the many different ways that this theme can be addressed in poetry. When we talk about geography in poetry, the first thought that comes to my mind is that of Walt Whitman’s Leaves of Grass. It has been suggested in this thesis that more than 50 percent of the titles in Leaves of Grass have something or the other to do with geography. Now, that is a very interesting thematic element and reading through Leaves of Grass makes it quite true. Here’s Mannahatta, for your perusal:
I was asking for something specific and perfect for my city,
Whereupon lo! upsprang the aboriginal name.
Now I see what there is in a name, a word, liquid, sane, unruly, musical, self-sufficient,
I see that the word of my city is that word from of old,
Because I see that word nested in nests of water-bays, superb,
Rich, hemm’d thick all around with sailships and steamships, an island sixteen miles long, solid-founded,
Numberless crowded streets, high growths of iron, slender, strong, light, splendidly uprising toward clear skies,
Tides swift and ample, well-loved by me, toward sundown,
The flowing sea-currents, the little islands, larger adjoining islands, the heights, the villas,
The countless masts, the white shore-steamers, the lighters, the ferry-boats, the black sea-steamers well-model’d,
The down-town streets, the jobbers’ houses of business, the houses of business of the ship-merchants and money-brokers, the river-streets,
Immigrants arriving, fifteen or twenty thousand in a week,
The carts hauling goods, the manly race of drivers of horses, the brown-faced sailors,
The summer air, the bright sun shining, and the sailing clouds aloft,
The winter snows, the sleigh-bells, the broken ice in the river, passing along up or down with the flood-tide or ebb-tide,
The mechanics of the city, the masters, well-form’d, beautiful-faced, looking you straight in the eyes,
Trottoirs throng’d, vehicles, Broadway, the women, the shops and shows,
A million people—manners free and superb—open voices—hospitality—the most courageous and friendly young men,
City of hurried and sparkling waters! city of spires and masts!
City nested in bays! my city!
One of the most beautiful components of geography is certainly maps. Their artistry combined with their science seems to bring together the entirety of species, landforms, and natural environment into a mesh network that defines how we have lived through the ages. If you love maps as much as I do, here’s an excerpt for you from The Map by Elizabeth Bishop:
Mapped waters are more quiet than the land is,
lending the land their waves’ own conformation:
and Norway’s hare runs south in agitation,
profiles investigate the sea, where land is.
Are they assigned, or can the countries pick their colors?
-What suits the character or the native waters best.
Topography displays no favorites; North’s as near as West.
More delicate than the historians’ are the map-makers’ colors.
While browsing for about a week in search of exciting poems that are based on the geography of a place, I ended up discovering a poet I had not read before: A.R. Ammons. And I was so impressed by his mastery in humour, science, and wry existentialism, all of which are so concrete in Cascadilla Falls:
I went down by Cascadilla
Falls this
evening, the
stream below the falls,
and picked up a
handsized stone
kidney-shaped, testicular and
thought all its motions into it,
the 800 mph earth spin,
the 190-million-mile yearly
displacement around the sun,
the overriding
grand
haul
of the galaxy with the 30,000
mph of where
the sun’s going:
thought all the interweaving
motions
into myself: dropped
the stone to dead rest:
the stream from other motions
broke
rushing over it:
shelterless,
I turned
to the sky and stood still:
oh
I do
not know where I am going
that I can live my life
by this single creek.
There were many other poems to choose from and it was such a delight reading through them all. Some notable ones include 35° S 5° W by Alan Gould, Auden’s As I Walked Out One Evening, and Into the Dusk-Charged Air by John Ashberry.
For The Tuesday Poetics, I am, therefore, asking you all to explore geography in your poems. There are different ways of going about it — you can explore and inculcate the various subjects that are a part of the study of geography like meteorology, climatology, ecology, environment, culture, population, development, and human-nature relationship; you can write about your city/state/province/region; you can combine different elements and ideas and map out your own geography of who you are and where you stand, etc. It’s quite open-ended and I hope you all would have a lot of fun writing on this theme. Once you have published your poem, add it in the linking widget down below and do not forget to visit and read others and share your thoughts with them. I wish you a wonderfully poetic week ahead. See you on the trail!
Grace said:
It would be very interesting to see where we are in the world’s map.
Thank you for hosting Anmol.
anmol(alias HA) said:
It’s very interesting indeed, Grace! I loved your poem about home with its beautiful imagery. 🙂
merrildsmith said:
Hi Anmol! Thank you for hosting. This a wonderful prompt–full of possibilities. I really like that Geography of Home image (and concept).
anmol(alias HA) said:
I loved the concept of that image as well. I am glad that you liked the prompt. It was so good to read your take! 🙂
merrildsmith said:
🙂
kim881 said:
Thank you for hosting, Anmol, and for the geographic prompt – I love places, landscapes and maps. I’m looking forward to seeing where the prompt takes us.
anmol(alias HA) said:
I really enjoyed your take, Kim — Love how you emulate the theme in such an effective and timeless manner. 🙂
kim881 said:
Thank you, Anmol. 🙂
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
I love this prompt… but I need to think a bit about it… I grew up on geography as my father was a professor in that subject.
anmol(alias HA) said:
How wonderful that your father was a professor of Geography! It used to be one of my favorite subjects in middle school. I am still in awe of it but my learning is now limited to having memorized the names of all countries and their capitals. Ha!
I really enjoyed your take on the theme. 🙂
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
My father’s specialty was closer to Geology actually, but it meant being out with him every summer travelling and learning about the land.
msjadeli said:
Hi Anmol and All. Wonderful essay with examples. I’ll have to see where the geographic prompt lands me.
anmol(alias HA) said:
I am glad that you liked the examples. Yours is a lovely take on the theme. 🙂
msjadeli said:
Thank you again 🙂
sarahsouthwest said:
Great prompt – I’m really looking forward to reading the poems that come up.
anmol(alias HA) said:
It was wonderful to read your take, Sarah! 🙂
Frank Hubeny said:
Thanks for hosting, Anmol! I usually take geography for granted until about a decade ago we went into one of those caves in Kentucky and the guide turned out the light briefly. I didn’t realize how fragile place was until that happened.
anmol(alias HA) said:
What an experience! That’s what makes us notice and pay attention to certain things like that. I am glad that you shared it with a lovely verse. 🙂
kim881 said:
In case anyone wonders why I’ve stopped reading and commenting, we’ve been having intermittent Internet problems and every time I start to type something, it fails again. So I wrote this very quickly while it was working but I’m giving up now and will try again in the morning.
msjadeli said:
Kim, hoping your WP glitches clear out soon.
kim881 said:
Thanks Jade. It’s working this morning – at the moment – and I’ve seen no end of British Telecom vans around the village. Apparently it’s not just our village and it seems to be due to them updating their cabling with fibre optics. I suppose it’s the price to be paid for faster broadband. It creaks as it is!
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msjadeli said:
Grace, I was not able to leave a comment at your blog but wanted to say I love this line of you, merging into your home: “a single raindrop
into the mighty Niagara Falls,”
merrildsmith said:
One more pantoum! 🙂
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robtkistner said:
Thanks for hosting Anmol! I am going to focus on one of my favorite natural wonders, waterfalls. Specifically, the waterfalls of the Pacific Northwest, the region of the United States in which I live. I have visited the three waterfalls I am featuring pictorially in my post many times, as well as many more over the 30 years I have lived in this region. Hope you enjoy my “Land of Waterfalls”.
robtkistner said:
I wrote and posted a second poem.
anmol(alias HA) said:
Loved your waterfalls poem! I look forward to reading the second one too. 🙂
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Robert D said:
Okay, I wrote two poems for this prompt on two posts. The first one was rushed by my kids needing to get off of the bus. The other poem was a bit more free in style from my usual approach. I was inspired by the looseness in form in some of the other entries. Thanks for letting me participate again!
anmol(alias HA) said:
I really enjoyed both of your takes on the theme! 🙂
anmol(alias HA) said:
I am here earlier than expected (one term: disturbed sleep pattern) — will read for a while till I fall asleep. I am so glad about your participation in today’s prompt. Happy Writing!
msjadeli said:
Beverly, could not leave a comment. I think you and Bjorn are both right, all waters are one and we are a part of it. Think about your own body… the blood of your hand is the blood of your foot, all circulating…
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Gina said:
wonderful, imaginative while at the same time a serious subject where we can explore many pertinent current issues, thank you for hosting and bringing my attention to these amazing poems.
anmol(alias HA) said:
Glad to see you here, Gina! I look forward to reading your take on the theme. 🙂
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V.J. Knutson said:
Hi all, Anmol – won’t be participating for a bit, having problems keeping up with all the posts. Hope to be back soon. V.J.
anmol(alias HA) said:
It’s good of you to drop by! 🙂
V.J. Knutson said:
I love this group! Will be back.
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anmol(alias HA) said:
It’s such a pleasure to read so many wonderful poems!
All the river verses reminded me of Langston Hughes’ “The Negro Speaks of Rivers”:
I’ve known rivers:
I’ve known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human veins.
My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were young.
I built my hut near the Congo and it lulled me to sleep.
I looked upon the Nile and raised the pyramids above it.
I heard the singing of the Mississippi when Abe Lincoln went down to New Orleans, and I’ve seen its muddy bosom turn all golden in the sunset.
I’ve known rivers:
Ancient, dusky rivers.
My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
Grace said:
A soul stirring poem. Thanks for sharing it.
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Oloriel said:
What a wonderful idea for inspirational writing HA, I’ll make sure to ponder on it.
anmol(alias HA) said:
I am glad to know that, Oloriel! 🙂
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Charmed Chaos said:
Anmol- thanks for hosting! Interesting prompt, hope mine fits in!
anmol(alias HA) said:
It certainly does — I really liked your take on the theme!
Charmed Chaos said:
Thank you!
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Nora said:
A long rocky March without much writing. Thanks for the prompt to get me going again, Anmol.
anmol(alias HA) said:
I am glad that the prompt worked out for you, Nora! It was great to read your take! 🙂
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memadtwo said:
Thanks for hosting–lots of food for thought. (K)
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Kunal Thakore said:
Hey, how about this?
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