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Like gum under your shoe, a good poem should stay with you

Images that make the reader feel what the writer intended and appeal to all senses create strong poetry

- POET’S CORNER Rethabile Masilo Rethabile Masilo is a Mosotho poet from Lesotho who lives in Paris, France.

Images in poetry are not limited to visual representa­tions. They encompass all the senses, allowing us to “see” through taste, touch, sound and smell. The evocative power of images can conjure up memories as vividly as photograph­s. For example, the taste of a familiar dish can conjure up a specific childhood moment, or the pain of a bee sting can make you remember a long-ago excursion with friends.

Christina Rossetti’s Sonnet N°2, taken from her collection Monna Innominata, explores this sensory imagery well. The author wishes to recapture the first day, the first hour, the first moment of an encounter with someone… an encounter that has left no lasting impression. And this is ironic, given that poets strive to leave behind that lasting impact, through the active use of “word paintings”. The sonnet in question uses amnesia as its image, painting a picture of forgotten moments that should have been as striking as they are elusive.

“I let it come and go / As traceless as a thaw of bygone snow,” the sonnet repeats, hinting at a vital yet fleeting realisatio­n, acknowledg­ed only in retrospect. Poetry demands that readers experience a gamut of feelings – joy, sorrow, laughter, tears – both during and after the reading. Robert Frost believed that the emotions of the poet are essential and evoke similar responses in the reader. “No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader. No surprise in the writer, no surprise in the reader,” he said. I often say the poet is like a painter in their studio, words and expression­s of different colours swirling around, sticking to walls, driven by the poet’s own passion, fuelling the poem’s impact. Without this ardent engagement, a poem lacks life.

What images from poems have left you floored, touched, wounded or elated? For lovers of poetry, such moments are countless. The more one burrows into poetry, the more one uncovers these dramatic “pictures”, and the more one feels compelled to engage with them physically and emotionall­y. Whether it’s reciting the lines, or “painting” them, you will savour their taste. Such a deep reaction often results in an inclinatio­n to experience them in a fuller, more fitting manner. This intense connection is how poets are born. Indeed, this is the genesis of all artists, whether they be chefs, football players, singers or dancers. They first experience, then they are compelled to create or recreate.

People were imitating Michael Jackson long before he was gone. One of my favourite South African poets long ago let me know that it took an effort for him to quit writing TS Eliot-sounding lines. All of this is normal. My own poems are infused with that South African poet’s lines and sounds, and I have had to catch myself sounding like him, enough to recast a line or a stanza. It is all normal. It is a learning process. We build on what is already there. The more we read and write, the more we know what is efficient, and the more we employ the things we deem effective, finding our own voice as poets. In other words, the more we imitate Michael Jackson, the more we develop our own dancing style, until we’re independen­t and free. It is a known fact that little Michael Jackson grew up imitating James Brown.

Poetry deprived of imagery – in the form of similes and metaphors, etc, is merely lacklustre prose. “Simile”, related to “similar”, compares two things using “as” or “like”, as in: “He slept like a log.” A metaphor, however, directly labels one thing as something else, another seemingly unrelated object. For example, “Time is money”. Remarkably, e.e. cummings at age three penned, “Oh, the pretty birdie, O; with his little toe, toe, toe!” – a line that naturally conjures the image of a tiny bird hopping about. In Tropic of Cancer, Henry Miller strongly describes an erection as feeling “light and heavy at the same time, like a piece of lead with wings”. These instances exemplify imagery, those forceful and striking descriptio­ns that ignite readers’ senses and stir their imaginatio­ns. When crafted competentl­y, they are not ignorable.

In Marianne Moore’s poem “Silence”, the voice says: “Self-reliant like the cat— / that takes its prey to privacy, / the mouse’s limp tail hanging like a shoelace from its mouth.” Can you visualise it? This is the impact of an adeptly crafted simile – memorable and vivid. Similarly, in Derek Walcott’s Four Poems, an evocative scene unfolds before our senses: “I watch the huge trees tossing at the edge of the lawn / like a heaving sea without crests, the bamboos plunge / their necks like roped horses as yellow leaves, torn / from the whipping branches, turn in an avalanche; / all this before the rain scarily pours from the burst, / sodden canvas of the sky like a hopeless sail, / gusting in sheets and hazing the hills completely / as if the whole valley were a hull outriding the gale / and the woods were not trees but waves of a running sea.” Such a vivid barrage of imagery is simply not going to let you forget it.

For my second poetry collection, Waslap, published by Onslaught Press in 2015, I wrote a poem that eventually evolved into a complete metaphor. My family experience­d a violent attack on 4 September 1981, perpetrate­d by rogue elements of the Lesotho Defence Force and supporters of Leabua Jonathan’s ruling party. In the poem, we are horses. The transforma­tion toward a whole metaphor wasn’t a conscious one; rather, it occurred gradually as I wrote, revised and processed the poem. The final piece, fittingly titled The Horses, felt far more potent and expressive in metaphoric­al form than a straightfo­rward recount of that traumatic night would have been.

Do you have any memorable images from poetry or prose that have stuck with you over the years? If you’re a writer, do you consciousl­y incorporat­e imagery into your work? Or do you just let it happen “naturally”? Imagery, appealing to the five senses, is a powerful tool in writing. It even gave rise to Imagism, a literary sub-movement in early 20th-century poetry known for its precise imagery and clear language. DM

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