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Collins begins by invoking Pound's famous phrase "make it cohere," from his longer work, "The Cantos," and questions his own position to attempt something that even Pound failed at. "Who am I, small-voiced, half-blind, to interfere / with what people like to do to each other?" The lines are imbued with a sense of humility, setting the stage for the exploration of poetry's limitations. The poem then pivots to explore the "lunatic aggressions" of human behavior, touching on the limitations of poetry to influence or change this. The reference to "Götterdämmerung's cork" evokes the tragic and destructive twilight of the gods, questioning if poetry can do anything more than offer "part-time transcendence." By highlighting that Pound, a master of language and literature, "famously fell for Mussolini," Collins questions the extent to which the mastery of an art form can guide moral or ethical behavior. The juxtaposition of Pound's "discipleship to Dante and Sextus Propertius" with his political choices forces us to question whether poetry can lead to moral righteousness, thus echoing Plato's critique of poetry as leading to "dime-a-dozen passions." However, the final part of the poem offers a kind of rebuttal to this skepticism. Collins describes a woman on the street as embodying the sheer power of presence, likening her to a poem. Her appearance arrests men in their tracks, pulling them "out of time, stopped like clocks." In this fleeting moment, poetry, embodied in this woman, has the power to change perception and to shift the focus of the everyday. It offers not a moral compass, but a momentary "impetus to the herd." Michael Collins' "Poetry" is an insightful dialogue with and about the role of the art form. It ponders the weighty questions of what poetry can achieve, whether it can serve as a moral or social guide, and how it fits into the messy complexity of human life. The poem does not provide definitive answers but instead lingers in the questions, embracing the complexities that come with attempting to make life "cohere." In doing so, it becomes an emblematic example of the very art form it seeks to understand. POEM TEXT: If Ezra Pound couldn't make it cohere Why try to make sense of lunatic aggressions, How many knots in feeling it loosens, teaches nothing despite discipleship to Dante and Sextus Propertius into unguardianlike, dime-a-dozen passions that can procrustean forms. That woman on the street her shimmering dress, the top like a rhyme against her breasts, pulled out of time, stopped like clocks: She could set Copyright (c) 2024 PoetryExplorer | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SIMON THE CYRENIAN SPEAKS by COUNTEE CULLEN THE WILL OF GOD by FREDERICK WILLIAM FABER THE CROWING OF THE RED COCK by EMMA LAZARUS CHRISTMAS DAY IN THE WORKHOUSE by GEORGE ROBERT SIMS PRESCIENCE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH FOR STURDY FEET by A. DOROTHEA BATES THE MAD SCULPTOR by WILLIAM ROSE BENET HYMN WRITTEN IN DESPONDENCY by ANN ELIZA BLEECKER ON READING THE 'RUBAIYAT' OF OMAR KHAYYAM IN A KENTISH ROSE GARDEN by MATHILDE BLIND |
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