that happens with me whaen I hear a song ... not poetry ... but yes, I do...
I think I've not got a strong memory .. that's all
that happens with me whaen I hear a song ... not poetry ... but yes, I do...
I think I've not got a strong memory .. that's all
When I memorize poetry, it's often from the combination of a poem I'm fond of and lack of a better thing to do. I did have to memorize a poem for forensics (Ash Wednesday by T.S. Eliot), and found that memorizing/performing poetry makes me understand the piece much more than I would otherwise. Maybe it's because poetry just isn't my thing, but I have to read poems several times over in order to get a complete meaning out of them.
In my own consciousness, I was not a child. When I was alone, not subject to the demands of the world, I had the opportunity to be the aware sentient being I knew myself to be.
~World's Fair, E.L. Doctorow
i don't ever recall an entire poem unless i go out of my way to memorize it deliberately. i may recall a memorable phrase, but even a sentence is beyond my recall unless i deliberately make an effort to know it backward and forward and inside and out.
I love *having* memorized a favorite poem -(not so easy to actually do it).
But it means you have a nugget of beauty with you always ... (you don't need to worry about a book.) Examples: Auden, "Lullaby" ...Lay your sleeping head, my love/Human on my faithless arm ...
or
Donne - "Death Be not Proud"
Eliot - phrases - mostly from "The Wasteland"
Tennyson, "The Lady of Shalott"
Yeats
and lots of others.
It enriches your reading experience as well - because you catch allusions to poetry you know in other writers' works - eg., Baudelaire in Grahame Greene's The Quiet American - a novel i've just finished.
But I'm a poetry fiend anyway ... so it's a pleasure in many ways.
I remember when I was at school, we memorised Jabberwocky by Carroll. I can still remember it now...twas brillig and the slithy toves...oh the good old days!
I memorized The Hollow Men this week for my English class. I had read it enough times before trying to memorize it that the words were all in my head; I just had to put them in the right order. I didn't have any trouble reciting until I got to "Between the desire / and the spasm." Those lines always mess me up for some reason.
Of course, the best part was watching my class sit there wondering what on earth I was going on about.![]()
"Our little systems have their day;
They have their day and cease to be:
They are but broken lights of thee,
And thou, O Lord, art more than they."
-Alfred Lord Tennyson, "In Memoriam"
I do not know a single poem by heart because my brain is weak.
Oh wait, 'Watermelon'. Charles Simic. And I'm not even sure those words are right. By no means my favourite Simic poem.
"Green Buddhas on the fruit stand.
We eat the smile
And spit out the teeth"
"Saw this friend the other day, I was like "HEY WHERE'S THAT FAX MACHINE YOU PROMISED ME, YOU SAID TUESDAY NOW IT'S FRIDAY, he was like "STOP PUNCHING MY SINCLAIR C5 AND I'LL TELL YOU" and then we wrestled for about 20 minutes".
The Turn of the Screw
It's always a good way to intimate depth when we're feeling insecure.
One of my good friends today, I would have never gotten to know, had he not sat up from a doze, at a party, held up one finger, with his eyes still shut, and recited a passage from The Raven. Suddenly, everyone in the room stopped talking, looked at my friend until he stopped spouting, and then took one step away before resuming their previous conversations.
After which, this strange guy who was to be my friend, summarily passed out. But I knew from that moment on, I wanted to get to know this guy better.
Ничего нет лучше для исправления, как прежнее с раскаянием вспомнить.
“Those who seek to satisfy the mind of man by hampering it with ceremonies and music and affecting charity and devotion have lost their original nature””
“If water derives lucidity from stillness, how much more the faculties of the mind! The mind of the sage, being in repose, becomes the mirror of the universe, the speculum of all creation.