Monday, March 2, 2009

Two poems on Art

Instant Fish

Instant Fish
by Phidias!
Add water
and they swim.

Peter Porter

Following is a commentary on the poem posted on a blog:

Note: Phidias was a Greek sculptor whose statues were so realistic that
they seemed to be alive.

Porter's take on Phidias is amazingly self-referential; like the fish
being described, the poem expands and takes on layers of meaning in the
mind of the reader. In just 9 short words, Porter manages to invoke the
ideas of life as art and art as life, the meaning of representation, the
role of the viewer, even the effects of time...

(Lest anyone think that I'm reading too much into what is actually a
piece of nonsense, let me add that I thought of many of the above issues
when I first read that poem; later (much later), I read a book of
criticism which had Porter say the same things about this poem. So
there.)

thomas.


Unbalanced

Fu-I loved the green hills
And the white clouds.
Alas he died of drink.
And Li-Po
Also died drunk.
He tried to embrace a Moon
In the Yellow River.

Denis Johnston (1901-1984)

Commentary from the web:

Li Po (AD 701-62) and Tu Fu (AD 712-70) were devoted friends who are traditionally considered to be among China's greatest poets. Li Po, a legendary carouser, was an itinerant poet whose writing, often dream poems or spirit-journeys, soars to sublime heights in its descriptions of natural scenes and powerful emotions. His sheer escapism and joy is balanced by Tu Fu, who expresses the Confucian virtues of humanity and humility in more autobiographical works that are imbued with great compassion and earthy reality, and shot through with humour. Together these two poets of the T'ang dynasty complement each other so well that they often came to be spoken of as one – ‘Li-Tu' - who covers the whole spectrum of human life, experience and feeling.

1 comment:

Kym said...

I thoroughly enjoyed your offerings at our last get together Cathy. Jan emailed me reminding me of this first poem. After reading up on Phidias and reading the poem and narrative again, this poem is everything that a poem should be: concise, where every word or phrase has to earn its place in the composition.