Sunday, October 16, 2011

Poetry Picnic Week 9 : Longing, Loss, Loosing and Failure


My friends, I am Shashi and the host for the 9th week of creativity and enjoyment at The Gooseberry Garden for Poetry Picnic WK 9. This is going to be my last week of hosting and I am sure, next week you will have someone far better than me to host this Picnic at Gooseberry Garden.

It was great week to really read most of the posting’s this time as I was able to take out time to do that. And what I realized is that we have great talent among our selves... and I must congratulate all of you. This week is again going to be very great as we are going to talk about and share an interesting topic i.e. ‘Longing, Loss, Loosing and failure’

But before that let me tell you what we are going to do next week...


Well next week will be choice of the new host to decide about the topic so I will leave it open, may be if I can suggest, how about “Nature: Forest, Rivers & Mountains”

Now coming back to our topic this week....

POETRY PICNIC WK 9: Longing, Loss, Loosing and Failures

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

As early as 1891, William Dean Howells wrote that "If nothing else had come out of our life but this strange poetry, we should feel that in the work of Emily Dickinson, America, or New England rather, had made a distinctive addition to the literature of the world, and could not be left out of any record of it"

EXULTATION IS THE GOING
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Exultation is the going
Of an inland soul to sea,
Past the houses -- past the headlands --
Into deep Eternity --

Bred as we, among the mountains,
Can the sailor understand
The divine intoxication
Of the first league out from land?
___________________________
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
(December 10, 1830 – May 15, 1886)


Emily was an American poet. Born in Amherst, Massachusetts, to a successful family with strong community ties, she lived a mostly introverted and reclusive life. Thought of as an eccentric by the locals, she became known for her penchant for white clothing and her reluctance to greet guests or, later in life, even leave her room. Most of her friendships were therefore carried out by correspondence.

Seeking literary guidance that no one close to her could provide, Dickinson sent Thomas Wentworth Higginson a letter in 1862 which read in full...

"Mr Higginson, Are you too deeply occupied to say if my Verse is alive? The Mind is so near itself – it cannot see, distinctly – and I have none to ask – Should you think it breathed – and had you the leisure to tell me, I should feel quick gratitude – If I make the mistake – that you dared to tell me – would give me sincerer honor – toward you – I enclose my name – asking you, if you please – Sir – to tell me what is true?
That you will not betray me – it is needless to ask – since Honor is it's [sic] own pawn –"

Dickinson valued his advice, going from calling him "Mr. Higginson" to "Dear friend" as well as signing her letters, "Your Gnome" and "Your Scholar". His interest in her work certainly provided great moral support; many years later, Dickinson told Higginson that he had saved her life in 1862.
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Text and Image source :

Alfred, Lord Tennyson's Maud: A mono drama was written in July 1855 and reviewers were alarmed by the hysteria and morbidity of central character that they sneeringly called it Mad or Mud. But it was a huge financial success.

One evening after publication of Maud, while staying with Brownings, Tennyson drank TWO bottles of port and became disconsolate about the poem's critical reception and his virtual neglect before 1842. In a bid to distract him, Elizabeth Browning, urged him to read Maud aloud to them, which he happily obliged with tremendous vigor and tears running down his cheeks...


FROM MAUD
Part 1 Section XI
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O let the solid ground
Not fail beneath my feet
Before my life has found
What some have found so sweet;
Then let come what come may,
What matter if I go mad,
I shall have had my day.


Let the sweet heavens endure,
Not close and darken above me
Before I am quite sure
That there is one to love me;
Then let come what come may
To a life that has been so sad,
I shall have had my day.
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Alfred, Lord Tennyson
(Aug 6, 1809 - Oct 6, 1892)

नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya

Thanks for joining us to support poetry, poetry promotion, and poetry sharing here at The Gooseberry Garden Monday Poetry Picnic!!!

How To submit your poetry?
Add your entry via InLinkz below by clicking on the blue button, and leave a comment in case it is your first time! It would be great if you could link back to us on your blog.
Weekly poetry collection starts on Sunday, 8pm (CDT), and will stay open till Wednesday, 8pm (CDT), 72 hours for you to share your poetry with us...

Please share your poetry, comment below and read some very talented artists and have fun! 
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Shashi 
 नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya

43 comments:

Lady Nyo said...

Hello Shashi!

I'll bite...with "Season's Change"
from "White Cranes of Heaven", my third book.

Glad to be here, have been writing hard but sometimes it seems I have been hardly writing!

Hugs,

Lady Nyo

Heaven said...

Very interesting prompt.. I will write something. Only thing I noted is the title... I think you meant *Losing* (1 *o* only).

Cheers ~

The Gooseberry Garden said...

Let the party begin!

welcome to poetry picnic week 9.

BEST!

Andy said...

Hello.
Shashi, I'm sorry to hear you will no longer be hosting. I'd like to take this opportunity to thank you for all your hard work & efforts in bringing Poetry Picnic to us. I have enjoyed your themes & topics.
Best wishes to you, my friend!

Mine this week in not theme-related, but a new one all the same.

Have a great Picnic everyone!

The Beauty Of Love

turtlememoir said...

I'm submitting two on-topic from this past week. Thanks for the invitation!

Susie Clevenger said...

I have much heartbreak to feed from for this one...both daughters are going through divorce..

The Gooseberry Garden said...

awesome,

will read you within a few hours,

keep your talent coming.

best regards.

The Gooseberry Garden said...

awesome,

will read you within a few hours,

keep your talent coming.

best regards.

Teresa Marie said...

Marvelous, the first 11 are a great start I think :)
Happy picnic everybody!!
Blessings, Terri

zongrik said...

Posted my own poem because he longs for food and cannot afford to fail during the hunt.

Gigi Ann said...

I always have a time getting the right poem to appear. I will try again.

JJ Roa Rodriguez said...

My first participation is up... have a great week ahead guys...

JJRod'z

Teresa Marie said...

Hi guys, still having problems posting comments to blogspot. Sometimes it works if I choose the annomyous ID. I'm still trying. Mostly I try to stick to wordpress posts :( Blessings, Terri

Daydreamertoo said...

Thanks for being such a wonderful host to us all Shashi.

Larry, aka The Kid and The Old Goat said...

Shashi, thank you for being a gracious host. Best to you. Here is a poem of lost and longing, losing and failure.

Larry

marit said...

In the middle of commenting -- so many great pieces already.

Put up a new one, excited to hear your thoughts --

http://maritsfuckingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-have-always-been-lonely.html

lukewater said...

I participated in jingle poetry a long while ago, I'm glad to be back to read some great poetry : )

Feeling a bit uninspired at the moment, so I submitted an older poem, but it will be great to find some new readers/fellow poets!

Morning said...

tHIS wEEK, i HAVE INVITED ABOUT 80 poets who have been in poetry potluck with Jingle poetry one year ago, it is great to reconnect and have them a homecoming this week.

welcome back,
old participants or new participants.

your presence is light to us.

Morning said...

tHIS wEEK, i HAVE INVITED ABOUT 80 poets who have been in poetry potluck with Jingle poetry one year ago, it is great to reconnect and have them a homecoming this week.

welcome back,
old participants or new participants.

your presence is light to us.

thingy said...

Best regards, Shashi. : )

JamieDedes said...

Bravo, Shashi. A wonderful post.

Garden you poems with joy everyone... Have fun!

Marbles in My Pocket said...

Sorry I'm late! Part four (the final chapter) of the "Changed" series has been posted. Thanks to all who have hung in there and read the series!

roughwaterjohn said...

This was written for a friend. Though she may never know it exists, I hope it lends her strength.

jeannette said...

i posted my first entry, a poem i wrote for a dear friend who was betrayed and abandoned by her man...thanks much..

kshawnedgar said...

Great week, everyone. You are masters of the Verse.

K. Shawn Edgar

http://pullofthesun.wordpress.com/2011/10/16/on-the-verge-of-holy-island/

kshawnedgar said...

Again, I must say, excellent prompt. You guys are the best.

Much love,
Shawn

https://sickpoetics.wordpress.com/2011/08/19/hello-world/

Vivek said...

Hey Shashi,

Man thanks for dropping by on my blog. I have linked my entry:

http://thesecondquartet.blogspot.com/2011/06/seam.html

bupinder21 said...

good topic, loosing, longing... i just ADDED a poem.

Hope said...

Lord Tennyson is one of my favorite poets.
Happy picnic!

allyson jude said...

just finished my entry for this week's poetry rally :)
its a sestina revolving in a long lost love.
here you go:
After Midnight

thanks for the invite! :)

Emanita01 said...

Share your love story that happened or did not happen and how did it affect you...

116 Is about not having the love of my maternal grandmother. Don't know if it quite fits the theme

Oh, but maybe I have another that will.

Thanks for the invite.

kez said...

I have submitted 2 older poems thanks for the opportunity and for being able to read others thank you x

bodhirose said...

Thank you, Shashi, for the time and effort spent on our behalf to inspire and teach us. I will see you at your blog.

Gayle

June_Butterfly said...

Hi!!Posting an old piece I wrote for a very dear person.I hope you all can come and visit.Looking forward to reading lots this week,.Last week have been crazy hectic.Happy reading everyone.

allyson jude said...

Here is my post. :)

After Midnight
It's my first time to join the poetry rally :)

thanks!

William A. Sigler said...

Thank you for your email welcoming me to come back, sorry you are going, that's the nature of the turning this time of year:

Autumn Song

Ah, Emily Dickinson, and Elizabeth Barrett Browning to boot. Namaste indeed!

ccchampagne said...

Thank you, Shashi, both for this prompt and all the other inspirational ones on previous weeks! It's sad to hear you're leaving us and I wish you luck with whatever you decide to do.

I have entered one, completely off topic, but may well be back with more. This is, after all, one of my favourite topics! *smile*

Cloudia said...

Aloha from Waikiki;

Comfort Spiral



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Chim's World of Literature said...

shashi will certainly miss your creative side for the Poetry Picnic themes, i trust that you will have many amzing ventures in the writing world.
another great theme for this week.

allyson jude said...

New post. :)
Like you and this uncertainty

thanks! :)

The twenties girl said...

Here's my entry... It's about love longing and loss.... http://boulevardofhopes.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-them-now.html

The Gooseberry Garden said...

Thanks for the outstanding contributions,
you rock.

:)

The Gooseberry Garden said...

Thanks for the outstanding contributions,
you rock.

:)