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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG:SO WHY DOES THIS DEAD CARNATION, by HAYDEN CARRUTH Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: So why does this dead carnation hold Last Line: From the useless past a kind of present power Subject(s): Carnations; Mummies | |||
So why does this dead carnation hold particular charm? Ten days ago it was fresh, a bright, vibrant red, but now has lost its gleam, and the fold of its petals has loosened. It's like a flower in a painting, or an ordinary imitation in paper or cloth. One would have said it is useless, yet I feel a kind of power. Were they right, the Egyptians, to mummify cadavers? I've pinned the carnation upside down to my bulletin board the way Kazuko used to pin roses, to let it dry completely, I'm not sure why. But I know my frightened mind can cower to see my brown-spotted had moving toward uselessness, though it still has a kind of power. From moment to moment the world becomes memory, a still life, what the French Call nature morte. No embalmer could make my hand lifelike for an hour after its gone. But I'll keep the dry carnation anyway, the best I can do to abstract our existence and wrench from the useless past a kind of present power. Used with the permission of Copper Canyon Press, P.O. Box 271, Port Townsend, WA 98368-0271, www.cc.press.org | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GRAUBALLE MAN by SEAMUS HEANEY THE TOLLUND MAN by SEAMUS HEANEY ADDRESS TO THE MUMMY AT BELZONI'S EXHIBITION by HORACE SMITH ON SENESIS' MUMMY by LEONIE ADAMS TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 3. INSCRIBED ON A MUMMY CASE, BRITISH MUSEUM by EDWARD CARPENTER CLEOPATRA'S MUMMY; BRITISH MUSEUM, CASE NO. 6807 by FREDERIC ROWLAND MARVIN THE COURSE OF TIME: PROXIMITIES by ROBERT POLLOCK LOVE, WEEPING, LAID THIS SONG by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE FOR AN EGYPTIAN BOY, DIED C. 700 B.C. by MARY KELLEY BARON I'VE NEVER SEEN SUCH A REAL HARD TIME BEFORE' by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE WORLD AS WILL AND REPRESENTATION' by HAYDEN CARRUTH A POST-IMPRESSIONIST SUSURRATION FOR THE FIRST OF NOVEMBER by HAYDEN CARRUTH |
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