Defining beautiful and enduring poetry
I
I walk through the long schoolroom questioning; A kind old nun in a white hood replies;
The children learn to cipher and to sing,
To study reading-books and history,
To cut and sew, be neat in everything
In the best modern way—the children’s eyes In momentary wonder stare upon
A sixty-year-old smiling public man.
II
I dream of a Ledaean body, bent
Above a sinking fire, a tale that she
Told of a harsh reproof, or trivial event
That changed some childish day to tragedy—
Told, and it seemed that our two natures blent Into a sphere from youthful sympathy,
Or else, to alter Plato’s parable,
Into the yolk and white of the one shell.
III
And thinking of that fit of grief or rage I look upon one child or t’other there And wonder if she stood so at that age— For even daughters of the swan can share Something of every paddler’s heritage— And had that colour upon cheek or hair, And thereupon my heart is driven wild: She stands before me as a living child.
IV
Her present image floats into the mind—
Did Quattrocento finger fashion it
Hollow of cheek as though it drank the wind And took a mess of shadows for its meat? And I though never of Ledaean kind
Had pretty plumage once—enough of that, Better to smile on all that smile, and show There is a comfortable kind of old scarecrow.
V
What youthful mother, a shape upon her lap Honey of generation had betrayed,
And that must sleep, shriek, struggle to escape As recollection or the drug decide,
Would think her son, did she but see that shape With sixty or more winters on its head, A compensation for the pang of his birth,
Or the uncertainty of his setting forth?
VI
Plato thought nature but a spume that plays Upon a ghostly paradigm of things;
Soldier Aristotle played the taws
Upon the bottom of a king of kings; World-famous golden-thighed Pythagoras Fingered upon a fiddle-stick or strings What a star sang and careless Muses heard: Old clothes upon old sticks to scare a bird.
VII
Both nuns and mothers worship images, But those the candles light are not as those That animate a mother’s reveries,
But keep a marble or a bronze repose.
And yet they too break hearts—O Presences That passion, piety or affection knows,
And that all heavenly glory symbolise— O self-born mockers of man’s enterprise;
VIII
Labour is blossoming or dancing where
The body is not bruised to pleasure soul,
Nor beauty born out of its own despair,
Nor blear-eyed wisdom out of midnight oil. O chestnut tree, great rooted blossomer,
Are you the leaf, the blossom or the bole? O body swayed to music, O brightening glance, How can we know the dancer from the dance?
WB Yeats
“Among School Children” by William Butler Yeats is one of the outstanding poems in English of the twentieth Century. It is a poem that defines poetry itself.
One can sometimes find poems that are so influential that they make an everlasting impact on literature. Perhaps the most outstanding is “The Waste Land” by TS Eliot, which, in 1922 utterly changed the face of poetry in English, to the point where it is described as the most influential (or the greatest) poem of the twentieth century.
Eliot’s poem, when it was published in 1922, announced the arrival of modern poetry. To be more precise, it ushered in Modernist Verse, and the departure from the older order of verse and what constituted poetry. Eliot, influenced, it was said, by Ezra Pound, advanced this, and Yeats was a part of that movement. He published “Among School Children” in 1928.
Yet, there are other reasons for highlighting and presenting this poem. It is known that Yeats was among the most favourite of Guyana’s great poet Martin Carter. It is further reported that Carter declared Yeats’ “Among School Children” to be the best poem ever written. That is indeed high praise coming from such an artist as Carter, but it is the kind of declaration that critics would hesitate to make. Carter was forthright on the matter.
Among the most priceless records in the background and development of Guyanese modern literature and culture are the anecdotes told by some prominent personalities who were friends of Carter and protagonists in many literary events. The late David de Caires, attorney at law, former editor of the New World Quarterly and editor-in-chief of the Stabroek News, told tales of poetry readings and literary discussions.
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