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May 15, 2008

A Poem’s Meaning

Posted by Feature Writer Linda Sue Grimes

Some readers, mostly students, young naïve readers, or beginning poetry readers, think that a poem can mean anything you want it to mean.


This Idea Defies All Reason

Can an article about potted plants mean cookbooks are colorful picture books? Can a song about spring mean fall is harvest time? Can the painting of Mona Lisa mean the fall of Icarus was a sad event? Can Hansberry’s play, A Raisin in the Sun, mean horses make the landscape more beautiful? Of course not. So how is it that a poem can mean anything you want it to?

If this claim were accurate, there would no need for more than one poem. If a poem can mean anything, then you can want it to mean something different each time you read it.

Hughes and Owen, the Same?

Langston Hughes’ poem, “Harlem: A Dream Deferred,” dramatizes through rhetorical questions the possible effects of having to postpone one’s aspirations, but what if you want it to dramatize a soldier's reaction to mustard gas during World War I?

You would be claiming that Hughes’ poem is the same as Wilfred Owen’s “Dulce et Decorum Est.”

Lazy Thinkers

Misunderstanding poems may begin in high school as some teachers abdicate the responsibility of teaching how poetry works, allowing students to believe anything they wish about the meaning of a poem.

It is much easier to let student believe what they want to believe than to challenge them and guide them to learn to think and reason based on actual evidence.

Unfortunately, this kind of lazy thinking does not apply only to the study of poetry, but I leave that problem to others. If you are one of those unfortunates who believes that poetry can mean anything you want it to mean, please take my free course in eight lessons on Understanding Poetry.

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May 11, 2008

Kooser and Marbles

Posted by Feature Writer Linda Sue Grimes

Former US poet laureate features 12-year-old Max Mendelsohn’s “Ode to Marbles”; lest you suppose the former laureate is losing his, wait until you experience the poem.


About the poem, Kooser remarks: “I have always enjoyed poems that celebrate the small pleasures of life. Here Max Mendelsohn, age 12, of Weston, Massachusetts, tells us of the joy he finds in playing with marbles.

Here’s a teaser:

I love the sound of marbles

scattered on the worn wooden floor,

like children running away in a game of hide-and-seek.

I love the sight of white marbles . . .

The Success of Small Pleasures

The 12-year-old pulls it off. The poem is surprisingly refreshing. Of course, it is not terribly profound, but what can one expect in profundity from one so young?

As Kooser says, “celebrat[ing] the small pleasures of life” is enjoyable. And it is interesting as well as informative to see what a pre-adolescent boy finds worth celebrating.

The success of the poem results in no small part from the fact that the young poet is not straining too much to sound mature. The last line is a little wobbly, but overall, the poem is enjoyable.

To read the entire poem, please go to American Life in Poetry: Column 163.

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May 6, 2008

Kooser’s Column 162

Posted by Feature Writer Linda Sue Grimes

Ted Kooser, U. S. Poet Laureate 2004-2006, features the best poetry to keep us updated on “American Life.”


The former poet laureate’s recent column features Massachusetts poet, Richard Hoffman’s “Summer Job.”

Kooser introduces the poem with the following comment: “Though at the time it may not occur to us to call it "mentoring," there's likely to be a good deal of that sort of thing going on, wanted or unwanted, whenever a young person works for someone older. Richard Hoffman of Massachusetts does a good job of portraying one of those teaching moments in this poem.”

A sampling from the poem:

"The trouble with intellectuals," Manny, my boss,

once told me, "is that they don't know nothing

till they can explain it to themselves. A guy like that,"

he said, "he gets to middle age--and by the way,

he gets there late . . .

To read the entire poem, please visit Column 162 at American Life in Poetry.

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Apr 29, 2008

Kooser Column 161

Posted by Feature Writer Linda Sue Grimes

In this column, Ted Kooser features a poem by the poet laureate of Kansas, Jonathan Holden, who is also the poet-in-residence at Kansas State University.


Kooser comments about the poem: “I may be a little sappy, but I think that almost everyone is doing the best he or she can, despite all sorts of obstacles. This poem by Jonathan Holden introduces us to a young car salesman, who is trying hard, perhaps too hard. Holden is the past poet laureate of Kansas and poet in residence at Kansas State University in Manhattan.”

The following lines are a sample from the poem “Car Showroom”:

Day after day, along with his placid

automobiles, that well-groomed

sallow young man had been waiting for

me, as in the cheerful, unchanging

weather of a billboard . . .

To read the entire poem, please go to American Life in Poetry: Column 161.

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Apr 23, 2008

Favorite Poem

Posted by Feature Writer Linda Sue Grimes

Results of the “Favorite Dickinson Poem” poll were somewhat surprising.


The question was, “Of the following, which poem by Emily Dickinson do you most admire?” With the choices as follows: “A Bird came down the Walk,” “I heard a Fly buzz,” “Because I could not stop for Death,” “I taste a liquor never brewed,” and “Success is counted sweetest.”

Big Winner

The big winner is “Because I could not stop for Death,” which received 75% of the votes. Runners-up were “I heard a Fly buzz” and “Success is counted sweetest”—each equally splitting the remaining 25%.

I was surprised that one of Dickinson’s death poems would receive the most votes; it is, however, a magnificent poem that does inspire because of its emphasis on “immortality.” This poem is widely anthologized and therefore probably quite recognizable.

Getting Acquainted with Poems

All of the poems are wonderful, and if you wish to become better acquainted with them, please check out the following articles right here at Suite Poetry:

  1. A Bird came down the Walk: “A Bird came down the Walk”: Dickinson’s Frightened Beads
  2. I heard a Fly buzz: Dickinson’s “I heard a Fly buzz”: Mystical Adeptness
  3. Because I could not stop for Death: Looking Back from Eternity: Dickinson’s “Because I could not stop for Death”
  4. I taste a liquor never brewed: Dickinson’s Spiritual Intoxication: “I taste a liquor never brewed”
  5. Success is counted sweetest: “Success is counted sweetest”: A Loser’s Comprehension
This is the last poll. The feature will soon be discontinued. Thanks to all who have participated.

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Apr 18, 2008

Kooser Column 160

Posted by Feature Writer Linda Sue Grimes

Ted Kooser’s column remains somewhat cagey this week. He makes us wonder what he might have guessed about the feature poem.


Kooser most recent column features Steve Orlen’s “Three Teenage Girls: 1956.” Orlen is a poet from Arizona.

About the poem, former poet laureate Kooser comments: “I've mentioned how important close observation is in composing a vivid poem. In this scene by Arizona poet, Steve Orlen, the details not only help us to see the girls clearly, but the last detail is loaded with suggestion. The poem closes with the car door shutting, and we readers are shut out of what will happen, though we can guess.”

I wish Kooser had told us his guesses. To sample the poem, please consider the following lines:

Three teenage girls in tight red sleeveless blouses and black Capri pants

And colorful headscarves secured in a knot to their chins

Are walking down the hill, chatting, laughing,

Cupping their cigarettes against the light rain

The first thing I wonder about: why are three teenage girls dressed exactly alike? It strains the credibility of the poet’s observation, unless later in the poem we learn why.

To read the entire poem, please go to American Life in Poetry: Column 160.

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Apr 17, 2008

It’s Here! Got a Poem?

Posted by Feature Writer Linda Sue Grimes

It’s April 17, 2008, and Academy of American Poets has designated today, “Poem in Your Pocket Day.”


Celebrating Poetry Month

Remember to carry your favorite poem in your pocket and at opportune times, haul it out, and read it to family members, friends, co-workers at the water fountain.

Lunchtime would be a great time to enlighten your buddies with poems. Have fun exchanging poems and thoughts about them. I recommend you carry several poems; you never know what kind of extended interest you might elicit.

Reading and Polling

Another way to celebrate poetry, of course, is to read about poetry right here at Poetry on the Suite. Plus, become even more active by taking the current poll, located just below the blog on the homepage.

For more info about this happy day in April National Poetry Month, please see Poem in Your Pocket Day: Celebrating Poetry.

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Apr 10, 2008

Kooser’s Column 158

Posted by Feature Writer Linda Sue Grimes

Ted Kooser, U. S. Poet Laureate 2004-2006, keeps us updated in the best poetry that he deems representative of “American Life.”


Kooser most recent column features Frank Steele’s “Part of a Legacy.”

Here is what Kooser has to say in his introductory comment about Steele’s poem: “Putting bed pillows onto the grass to freshen, it's a pretty humble subject for a poem, but look how Kentucky poet, Frank Steele, deftly uses a sun-warmed pillow to bring back the comfort and security of childhood.”

And here is a teaser from the poem:

I take pillows outdoors to sun them

as my mother did. "Keeps bedding fresh,"

she said. It was April then, too—

buttercups fluffing their frail sails,

one striped bee humming grudges, a crinkle

To finish reading the poem, please visit Column 158 at American Life in Poetry.

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Apr 4, 2008

Poem in Your Pocket Day

Posted by Feature Writer Linda Sue Grimes

Celebrating poetry month is as easy as carrying your favorite poem in your pocket.


The Academy of American Poets is offering a simple way to celebrate April—National Poetry Month. The group’s Web site encourages you to select your favorite poem, make a copy of it, and carry it in your pocket.

On April 17, at appropriate times, they suggest you take out the poem and read it to family, friends, or co-workers.

The organization also encourages poetry lovers to start your projects. On their Web site, they explain: “In this age of mechanical and digital reproduction, it's easy to carry a poem, share a poem, or start your own PIYP day event.” They list ideas to help get you started:

  • Start a "poems for pockets" give-a-way in your school or workplace
  • Urge local businesses to offer discounts for those carrying poems
  • Post pocket-sized verses in public places
  • Handwrite some lines on the back of your business cards
  • Start a street team to pass out poems in your community
For more innovative strategies, see Academy of American Poets.

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Apr 1, 2008

National Poetry Month

Posted by Feature Writer Linda Sue Grimes

In 1996, April became National Poetry Month when the Academy of American Poets decided to try to spread poetry to a wider than usual audience.


To learn all there is to know about National Poetry Month, please visit the site where it all began: National Poetry Month at Poets.org. Features include the history of National Poetry Month, This Year's Programs, National Event s and Celebrations.

You can even order posters that celebrate poetry.

Every month is poetry month here at Suite Poetry. So please visit often, and thank you for all of your visits in the past.

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