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Ezra Pound, Gwendolyn Brooks, Henry Reed, Jane Hirshfield, Laurie Perry Vaughen, Philip Larkin, William Shakespeare
Hi everyone, it’s Peter from Australia, behind the bar once again. For those of you with good memories, we’ve recently covered ‘endings’ and ‘beginnings’, as well as Grace’s post on setting for poems. So tonight I thought we’d do the middle bits of a poem (a PDF of this post is available here) and particularly turns in poetry – where a poem shifts gear or opens a window as Jane Hirschfield says in her book Ten Windows
‘Many good poems have a kind of window in them — they change their direction of gaze that suddenly opens a broadened landscape of meaning and feeling (p. 151).
‘Whether large or small, what I am calling a window can be recognised primarily by the experience of expansion it brings: the poem’s nature is changed because its scope has become larger. (p. 153)
High Voltas
The shape of some middles are required by the form of poem you’re writing. For example, sonnets typically have a ‘volta’ (Italian for ‘turn’) in them. This usually occurs between the octave (the first eight lines) and the sestet (the next six lines) in Petrarchan sonnets or in the final couplet in an English or Shakespearean sonnet.
Here’s Shakespeare’s Sonnet 18. For the first eight lines the poet is making an argument about beauty and his lover; then at line eight the argument turns with a preposterous assertion that his lover shall continue beautiful, undimmed by time. In the final couplet the poet explains that as long as his poem (O vanity!) exists and is read, then you, my beloved, will live on.
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date;…
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;
Nor shall death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
Compare this to Gwendolyn Brooks’ poem the rites for Cousin Vit
Carried her unprotesting out the door.
Kicked back the casket-stand. But it can’t hold her,
That stuff and satin aiming to enfold her,
The lid’s contrition nor the bolts before.
Oh oh. Too much. Too much. Even now, surmise,
She rises in the sunshine. There she goes,
Back to the bars she knew and the repose
In love-rooms and the things in people’s eyes.
Too vital and too squeaking. Must emerge.
Even now she does the snake-hips with a hiss,
Slops the bad wine across her shantung, talks
Of pregnancy, guitars and bridgework, walks
In parks or alleys, comes haply on the verge
Of happiness, haply hysterics. Is.
In this sonnet the turn is right in the second line, almost as if Cousin Vit couldn’t wait. ‘But it can’t hold her…’ Cousin Vit is so full of energy and life that not only can death not contain her but she also bursts the conventional sonnet form. (Michael Theune has written extensively on on voltas in sonnets).
Turns are not confined to sonnets. Even highly structured forms such as the triolet or haiku have turns. For example, Ezra Pound’s famous 1913 haiku-esque poem In a Station of the Metro
The apparition of these faces in the crowd:
Petals on a wet, black bough.
Talk about a window opening, a perspective shifting.
A good turn or looking out the window
Turns or window openings reflect changes in the natural world. As American poet Laurie Perry Vaughen writes,
“Turning as the main movement of a poem is readily identified with nature. Maple leaves turn. Seasons turn. A chrysalis turns to a butterfly. Evening turns to dusk before turning to morning…the turning in the poem, gives the art pulse, a life blood— and hopefully elevates our resting pulse as we write or read or listen. (p.6)
Here’s English poet Philip Larkin with High Windows – (CAUTION: Strong Language)
When I see a couple of kids
And guess he’s fucking her and she’s
Taking pills or wearing a diaphragm,
I know this is paradise
Everyone old has dreamed of all their lives—
Bonds and gestures pushed to one side
Like an outdated combine harvester,
And everyone young going down the long slide
To happiness, endlessly. I wonder if
Anyone looked at me, forty years back,
And thought, That’ll be the life;
No God any more, or sweating in the dark
About hell and that, or having to hide
What you think of the priest. He
And his lot will all go down the long slide
Like free bloody birds. And immediately
Rather than words comes the thought of high windows:
The sun-comprehending glass,
And beyond it, the deep blue air, that shows
Nothing, and is nowhere, and is endless.
The turn is there at the end of the fourth stanza – ‘And immediately…’ all that bitterness and regret which the poet has built up over the preceding stanzas evaporates and we’re looking in a different direction, perhaps at eternity.
Once you know what to look for, turns are everywhere in poetry. Try this: take a highlighter (or pencil if you’re genteel with your poetry volumes) and go to your favourite poem and mark the point(s) at which the poem turned, where the window opened.
What does a turn do for a poem?
Sometimes they come when you’re lulled into a sense of knowing where a poem is going – and then ‘bam’ you’re hit by a powerful shift to what the poem is really about. Sometimes it’s comforting or leads to an answer to the poem’s problem. Consider British poet Henry Reed’s 1942 poem on military training.
Naming of Parts
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. Japonica
Glistens like coral in all the neighboring gardens,
And today we have naming of parts.
The turn in this stanza occurs at the end of the fourth line: ‘Japonica / Glistens like coral in all the neighbouring gardens’ This turn to the garden is repeated throughout the poem. So, the poet’s answer to the military training (and the war: ‘what to do after firing.’) is turn and consider the fleeting fleshy beauty of the camellia in the gardens (which in itself may be a metaphor for the unarmed innocents harmed by war).
Where a poet places the ‘turn’ or window depends on their subject matter and how confident they are that the reader will stick with them (think back to my session on beginnings and hooking a reader into reading further). In this example, Jane Hirshfield trusts us to stick with her in her Poem with Two Endings
Poem With Two Endings
Say ‘death’ and the whole room freezes –
even the couches stop moving,
even the lamps.
Like a squirrel suddenly aware it is being looked at.
Say the word continuously,
and things begin to go forward.
Your life takes on
the jerky texture of an old film strip.
Continue saying it,
hold it moment after moment inside the mouth,
it becomes another syllable.
A shopping mall swirls around the corpse of a beetle.
Death is voracious, it swallows all the living.
Life is voracious, it swallows all the dead.
Neither is ever satisfied, neither is ever filled,
each swallows and swallows the world.
The grip of life is as strong as the grip of death.
(but the vanished, the vanished beloved, o where?)
Normally, ‘death’ would be reserved for later in the poem when the reader is settled, so the poet quickly comforts us with some odd, humorous images – moving couches, lamps, a squirrel being watched. But the turns keep coming. There at line 13: ‘Death is voracious…’ and paralleled in the next line, ‘Life is voracious…’. And the final turn, in brackets right at the end… ‘(but the vanished, the vanished beloved, o where?)’. Marvellous stuff isn’t it?
So now it’s your turn…
Let’s look to our middles and see if we can build in dramatic turns, open a new window, pick a sonnet or a haiku, write in blank verse or pentameter, just show us your best turns (just like Christopher Walken in the Youtube clip below).
That’s right, you know what to do:
- Write your poem.
- Post it on your blog.
- Link it up to our Mr. Linky. (Don’t forget to check the little box to accept use/privacy policy)
- Importantly, visit other blogs, enjoy some amazing poetry
- and above all have fun.
And while you’re doing that, I’ll put on some music…
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peterfrankiswrites said:
Hi everyone – well the fire’s lit (for those that need it), the peanuts are on the bar and there’s already a very fine crowd in. Looking forward to reading some wonderful verse full of turns and re-turns over the course of the day. Sunny cheers from down under.
kim881 said:
Good evening all, and thank you, Peter, for hosting and for a challenging prompt. I hope I have done it justice with my re-write, and I look forward to seeing how everyone else has tackled the turns and windows.
peterfrankiswrites said:
Hi Kim, always a pleasure. A wonderful piece of writing over on you site – thanks for dropping by.
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
Hello Peter… I do love your examples, and the turns I have thought a lot of… especially when I wrote sonnets a while ago. I think it might one of the most important aspects of a sonnet, much more important than the rhyme-scheme in my view
peterfrankiswrites said:
I agree. I thought sonnets – pah – old style poetry – but then reading some of Theune’s thinking and the lively current examples – changed my mind completely. It’s a wonderful form with much to teach us.
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
I love the length and structure. and after having read some of Pablo Neruda’s sonnet it really came together for me
msjadeli said:
Hello Peter and All. A nice tutorial and a challenging prompt. The sun is out, snow is about half gone, and the thermostats are off. It doesn’t get much better than this. Would you mind pouring me a pint of Magners please?
peterfrankiswrites said:
Coming up. I remember listening to the News from Lake Woebegone – and laughing (mystified a bit) at the debates in that Lutheran family about when the heating is turned on at the start of winter and when it’s turned off at the end. Glad spring is on its way for you.
msjadeli said:
lol on Lake Woebegone debates. What a charming show. Such a fun video you posted. Love me some Christopher Walken dancing. Cheers!
peterfrankiswrites said:
And that suit!
Laura Bloomsbury said:
Such depth to this middle!. I learned the Reed poem at school and can still remember the feeling the turns gave me -like all the distractions of looking out of the window during lessons and seeing/hearing other things..
Spring is turning up its toes here!
peterfrankiswrites said:
It’s a wonderful piece isn’t it – and still resonates (sadly) .
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Ingrid said:
Peter, thank you kindly for this comprehensive essay on the use of turns in poetry. So many great examples of when and how to do it, and it can really transform a poem. I’m afraid I won’t be staying late at the bar tonight as I’ve had a very long day, but I will return to read in the morning. Have a fun night/afternoon/morning everyone!
peterfrankiswrites said:
Thanks Ingrid, it was fun researching (and teaching myself). Look forward to catching up in the next few days.
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merrildsmith said:
Hi Peter and All–an interesting, challenging prompt. I understand the turn in forms like a sonnet, but I suppose I never really thought of it too much before in other poems.
peterfrankiswrites said:
Yes, it’s an interesting way of looking at the writing isn’t it?
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calmkate said:
Morning Peter, appreciate your prompt although I’m often daunted by the detail …
but you explain it well and love the samples
peterfrankiswrites said:
(I get a bit carried away at times). Glad you enjoyed – trick is just have fun with it. Hope you’re keeping dry up there…
calmkate said:
rain has stopped, river has stopped its earthen churn, sun is shining … why am I sitting here!
Helen Dehner said:
Greetings Peter! Great challenge this evening …. make mine a Shiraz please.
peterfrankiswrites said:
Coming up Helen, so glad you dropped by.
robtkistner said:
Delicious prompt Peter! Nice to see you again, and thank you for the wonderful job of hosting today.
peterfrankiswrites said:
A pleasure Rob – and great to see you here tonight.
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RedCat said:
Thanks for hosting and a very teaching prompt. I have written two sonnets before, but never succeeding with a volta, getting caught up in meter and rhyme.
This time I focused on the mening and shifting it in the last couplet. And played around a bit with numer of syllables and rhyme scheme.
peterfrankiswrites said:
So glad you could drop by – I agree – when I write a sonnet I spend too much time syllable counting – and often lose the sense of the piece – I’ll drop over to your site for a read shortly.
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D. Avery @shiftnshake said:
Hello. Thank you for the prompt. I have a feeling I’ll be making another attempt when I am more focused.
peterfrankiswrites said:
Look forward to it, the prompt is open for a few days.
M Jay Dixit said:
Hello, Peter. Thanks for sharing these gems! I am excited about the prompt, it’s awesome! and I loved that video (^_^)
~Jay
peterfrankiswrites said:
Hi Jay, so glad you could drop by – Christopher Walken is a star isn’t he?
M Jay Dixit said:
Aye he’s great!
M Jay Dixit said:
Hey, just wanted to let you know I’ve linked up a poem/song. I hope you’ll enjoy it (^_^)
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ben Alexander said:
fun 🙂
-David
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Xan said:
Well, after reading through about the last thousand poems I’ve writtten, I discovered that I do, apparently unconsciously, use the “turn.” Who knew. Thank you, Peter, for a prompt that made me consider what I’m doing! (And welcome to my semi-secret alternate poetry blog, for a collaboration I’ve been working on.)
pvcann said:
Thank you Peter, a wonderful challenge, something to play with.
peterfrankiswrites said:
Glad you could drop by.
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kittysverses said:
Hi Peter,
Thank you for a wonderful, thought- provoking challenge. I enjoyed writing to this prompt.
Peter said:
The artwork in my entry was done by my aunt who lives in Australia.
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