Thursday, February 7, 2013

Poetry Friday: The round-up is here!



Welcome, Poetry Friday is here today!!!

Snowstorm! Blizzard!  Nor'easter!   All day, that is all I have heard.  My students were wild with excitement - sure that the morning would bring weather so bad that our half day would be a snow day instead.  We shall see.  In the meantime, I am imagining waking to this:


and experiencing something of the force of this winter poem:

The Snow-Storm

BY RALPH WALDO EMERSON
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,
Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields,
Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air
Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven,
And veils the farm-house at the garden's end.
The sled and traveller stopped, the courier's feet
Delayed, all friends shut out, the housemates sit
Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed
In a tumultuous privacy of storm.

Come see the north wind's masonry.
Out of an unseen quarry evermore
Furnished with tile, the fierce artificer
Curves his white bastions with projected roof
Round every windward stake, or tree, or door.
Speeding, the myriad-handed, his wild work
So fanciful, so savage, nought cares he
For number or proportion. Mockingly,
On coop or kennel he hangs Parian wreaths;
A swan-like form invests the hidden thorn;
Fills up the farmer's lane from wall to wall,
Maugre the farmer's sighs; and, at the gate,
A tapering turret overtops the work.
And when his hours are numbered, and the world
Is all his own, retiring, as he were not,
Leaves, when the sun appears, astonished Art
To mimic in slow structures, stone by stone,
Built in an age, the mad wind's night-work,
The frolic architecture of the snow.

I will be on the road tomorrow, driving my youngest to the last of her college voice auditions...and hoping that the forecasters are right about the storm not affecting Pennsylvania at all...  Please leave your link and do stop in to share in the festival of poetry that is our weekly Poetry Friday.

At Radio, Rhythm & Rhyme, Matt is thinking snow storms, too...and all the work  that several inches of snow brings.






30 comments:

  1. Hi, Tara. Thank you for posting early. The storm is supposed to miss Maryland entirely. I love the way Emerson's poem opens, "Announce by all the trumpets of the sky," but I'm glad our sky will be quiet.

    I'm sharing a writing exercise today, along with Poetry Postcard 25. We tried this exercise at a reading last weekend, and one of the poets is stopping by to share the postcard poem she wrote as a result.

    http://authoramok.blogspot.com/2013/02/poetry-friday-postcard-25-and-guest.html

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  2. Good luck to your daughter, and safe travels! I can't read the poem--the grey quotation mark background blocks it out for me. But just that winter photo is a poem all itself. Gorgeous!

    Thanks for hosting!

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  3. Yes, Safe Travels, Tara! (And all best wishes for the audition.)

    This is such a wonderful poem - thanks for sharing. I wish you warmth and a cozy fireside. I have hot tea today, by the way:
    http://www.robynhoodblack.com/blog.htm?post=897287

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  4. Thanks, Tara. All best to you and your daughter for an outstanding audition and a safe journey! The sun does not set in "Science Faction" at the FATHER GOOSE Blog and we are looking through old photos in "Optical Allusion" at the BALD EGO blog

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  5. Am in the midst of the conference with only Internet on my lovely iPhone. Best to you & your daughter. Will try to post tomorrow.

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  6. Good luck to you and your daughter on your travels. Emerson is much more poetic than my sister-in-law who remarked, when waking up unknowingly to 20 inches of snow outside her window, "Dude, that's a lot of snow." There are few things I like better than sitting around a "radiant fireplace" while it is snowing.

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  7. Hi Tara! Thanks for hosting Poetry Friday this week! One of my favorite quotes came from Ralph Waldo Emerson: "Make the most of yourself for that is all there is of you." Here are my favorite lines from the poem:

    And when his hours are numbered, and the world
    Is all his own, retiring, as he were not,
    Leaves, when the sun appears, astonished Art
    To mimic in slow structures, stone by stone,
    Built in an age, the mad wind's night-work,
    The frolic architecture of the snow.

    Such a lovely poem complemented by a beautiful photograph. Thanks for sharing. Have a safe trip, and the best of luck to your daughter's voice auditions. =)

    - Fats =)

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  8. Emerson's poem is beautiful as well as ominous - just like Nemo, I suspect. My link won't be live until a minute after midnight...so hopefully folks won't have trouble getting to it. Thanks, Tara!

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  9. Love the "frolic architecture of snow." Such a glorious poem. Safe travels, good luck to your daughter, and thanks for hosting this week!

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  10. My posts will be up after midnight. The snow is supposed to start an hour or two after that. I'm too old to pray for a snow day, but... Keep warm, everyone!

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  11. What a beautiful poem, Tara! "enclosed
    In a tumultuous privacy of storm."
    Best of luck to your daughter! My daughter had music college auditions in January. It's a nice opportunity to meet the teachers, even though it's nerve-racking.
    Thanks for hosting!

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  12. Save travels! That gorgeous photo makes me homesick. How I miss a good snowstorm and the silence that follows.

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  13. New word for me: maugre.

    Love this: "The frolic architecture of the snow."

    All we're getting today is RAIN. (I could SO use a snow day...)

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  14. Drive safely and best of luck to your daughter!

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  15. I love reading all of the comments...and seeing how many of us were touched by that same line, the last one "The frolic architecture of the snow." Me too! Thank you for hosting, and best safe wishes to you this weekend!

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  16. I, too, love that last line!
    Thanks for hosting, and best of luck to your daughter! Hope the weather doesn't get in your way.

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  17. Thanks for hosting, Tara, and for sharing the lovely photo and poem. I hope the storm doesn't wreak too much havoc for you.
    Today I'm sharing an excerpt from "Poets Go Wishing," along with info about three writing resources especially for poets.

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  18. Tara, I submitted my link last night, but it's not displayed...I just submitted it again, and it's still not being displayed. Here's the link, in case anyone sees this: http://mattforrest.wordpress.com/2013/02/08/poetry-friday-after-the-storm/

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  19. Hi Tara,

    Thank you for hosting POETRY FRIDAY! I love the photo that you’ve posted here, and the poem by Ralph Waldo Emersonis the perfect accompaniment. Today at The Writer’s Whimsy I’m celebrating Valentine’s Day early with poetry and chocolate, and a poetry-writing prompt.

    http://www.tamerawillwissinger.com/the-writers-whimsy/2013/2/8/sweet-team-love-poems-and-chocolate-candy-bars.html

    Safe travels up there!

    Tamera

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  20. Thanks for hosting, Tara! Your poem and photo are lovely, but I so don't miss the snow. Our Tucson winters are much less interesting than our winters when we lived in Wisconsin, but I'm OK with that. Keep safe! =)

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  21. Thanks for hosting, Tara, and for Emerson's poem. Many of us can look forward to "The frolic architecture of the snow" this weekend. I had to look up 'Maugre' and learned it means 'in spite of'. Now "maugre the farmer's sighs" makes sense! Ah, Middle English. Safe travels today.

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  22. Thank you for hosting, Tara, and treating us to that gorgeous photo and poem-- while it's in the 70s here in Texas! :-)

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  23. Lovely photo with that wondrous poem! Thanks for hosting and good luck with the college trip!

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  24. I love the last line! Thank you for sharing and hosting the round up. Hope your daughter's audition went well!

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  25. Wishing you safe travels and a successful audition! Thank you for hosting Poetry Friday.

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  26. Safe traveling! It looks like rain there...but not here!

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  27. I've tried to post the link three times...it's still not accepting it. Don't know if anyone else is having this problem.

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  28. Tell your daughter I said to break a leg! Best wishes to her.

    Be safe through the storms, everyone.

    I posted at Bildungsroman: http://slayground.livejournal.com/732428.html

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  29. We've been in the "tumultuous privacy of storm" for a couple of days now. 32" of snow made for fun for the kids but so much work for us.

    Hope your daughter had a wonderful audition and you are not having to dig out this weekend.

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  30. Hi Tara dearest, thanks for hosting Poetry Friday. Emerson is such a masculine powerful writer - I love reading this poem. It's eternal summer where I am, so it's nice to feel all cold and chilly through your posts. :) I hope your daughter had a beautiful audition! :)

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