tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883979841111173610.post3124585183744564330..comments2024-02-05T00:16:13.698-05:00Comments on Banjo52: Robert Penn Warren, "Evening Hawk"Banjo52http://www.blogger.com/profile/04342397136888422440noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883979841111173610.post-12633630420693872342011-09-30T12:14:40.091-04:002011-09-30T12:14:40.091-04:00Hannah, I agree, of course.
Brenda, it's bee...Hannah, I agree, of course. <br /><br />Brenda, it's been several years since I've read enough of Warren to respond to your nice, big question. My memory/impression has him as a poet who'd not afraid to ramble a bit, but I'm loading the dice when I say that, aren't I. His images strike me as more often interesting, or even arresting, than a lot of other poets who are . . . exuberant, or just word-crazy. His "Mortal Limit," also about a hawk, was posted here April 19, 2010, and it's a sonnet--probably more controlled than "Evening Hawk" but I’d say just as compelling.<br /><br />Also, Brenda, I do find myself sometimes trying to pull back and see humans on our tilting planet from the long view. It's daunting but fascinating. How do astronomers, geologists, physicists maintain any perspective that resembles sanity? How do they buy groceries or tie their shoes, given what they've seen and to some extent understood?Banjo52https://www.blogger.com/profile/04342397136888422440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883979841111173610.post-53191285074351378122011-09-29T16:56:55.145-04:002011-09-29T16:56:55.145-04:00I'm a sucker for imagining the earth grinding ...I'm a sucker for imagining the earth grinding on its axis. Can't you just picture a globe, angled as it must be for the season, and hawks flying around??<br /><br />Is RPW an acquired taste or is this one of his more haughty/lofty poems?Brenda's Arizonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17880225110712592548noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883979841111173610.post-77382848135960660292011-09-28T17:51:48.824-04:002011-09-28T17:51:48.824-04:00Gorgeous images here!Gorgeous images here!Hannah Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15792203070774504501noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883979841111173610.post-44789791074738010402011-09-28T15:22:07.022-04:002011-09-28T15:22:07.022-04:00AH, I wouldn't argue. "I saw his lips mov...AH, I wouldn't argue. "I saw his lips move"--I like that a lot. I'm pretty sure Keats and Yeats, among dozens of others, said that poetry must SEEM natural, though it is artifice and the product of much labor. Ventriloquism, anyone? <br /><br />I continue to think poets and stand-up comics have a lot in common, naked and alone, going for the right subjects, the right timing, the right music, the convincing illusion of a real person speaking naturally, never mind the obvious presence of the stage.Banjo52https://www.blogger.com/profile/04342397136888422440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883979841111173610.post-32732773877847998952011-09-28T11:36:05.739-04:002011-09-28T11:36:05.739-04:00I'm positive he came up with the last image fi...I'm positive he came up with the last image first, then built the poem around it.<br /><br />To me, the trick was too obvious, I saw his lips move. But as for hawks, we see them daily here, and they're still a miracle.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com