Jorie Graham, the author, cleverly utilizes the structure of poem to maintain its pace by using short lines, which accentuates the swift flow of the poem and unifies it. However, it is the extended metaphor of physics terms in the latter part of the poem that makes this poem unique. Even in the first-half of the poem, we see these physics terms, subtly infused within the text. This extended metaphor, recognizing the physical world, provides a great apposition to the spiritual world, as mentioned by words such as desire, faith, and believe. This poem, published in , perhaps, acknowledges such discoveries. That, while physics is a world of observation and verification, that some things, just need faith and belief and cannot be observed, measured, and do not exist in the physical realm. You are commenting using your WordPress. You are commenting using your Google account. You are commenting using your Twitter account. You are commenting using your Facebook account.
Bright is the night.
Site Information Navigation
This is the simplest form of current: Blue moving through blue; blue through purple; the objects of desire opening upon themselves without us; the objects of faith. The way things work is by solution, resistance lessened or increased and taken advantage of. The way things work is that we finally believe they are there, common and able to illustrate themselves. Wheel, kinetic flow, rising and falling water, ingots, levers and keys, I believe in you, cylinder lock, pully, lifting tackle and crane lift your small head— I believe in you— your head is the horizon to my hand. I believe forever in the hooks. The way things work is that eventually something catches. I am a lecturer, poet and writing tutor.
Google her name and you will find her elders, her peers and those she has influenced and she has influenced most poets younger than she is, and not just in English, whether they know it or not making cases for and against the importance of her work. Tune all of that out and the deeper reasons for her lasting reputation grow louder. Or so it seems to me — as anxious, I realize, as everyone else to make my case. Why does this so obviously luminous, essential body of poetry still seem to need defending? The answers, I fear, are the same old, ugly, entrenched reasons: Fellow poets, critics, even readers are threatened by Jorie Graham because she is brilliant, difficult, confrontational, empowered and visionary. Most of all, she has not let the fact that she is a woman dim or compromise any of these qualities. So let me discuss what I do feel qualified to address: her brilliance and difficulty. But only Graham has synthesized all of the available strains — the ageless tradition of poetic contemplation; the half-century trend toward self-revelation; the mischievous, self-conscious cynicism about the very proposition of meaningful language — into a style that reflects the real world back, gives powerful moral commentary and makes our hair stand a bit on end because something real glows in each of her poems. Graham is to post poetry what Bob Dylan is to post rock: She changed her art form, moved it forward, made it able to absorb and express more than it could before.
Share this poem:. This is the simplest form of current: Blue moving through blue; blue through purple; the objects of desire opening upon themselves without us; the objects of faith. The way things work is by solution, resistance lessened or increased and taken advantage of. The way things work is that we finally believe they are there, common and able o illustrate themselves.