New notes from reading this a second time ….
Leaving a few notes I took for Adina:
Poetry’s work is not simply the recording of inner or outer perception; it makes by words and music, new possibilities of perceiving. Distinctive realms appear to us when we look and hear by poem-light.
And these realms clearly are needed—there is no human culture that does not have its songs and poems” .
Poems do not simply express. They make, they find, they sound (in both meanings of that word) things undiscoverable by other means”.
Earnest, earthless, equal, attuneable, / vaulty, voluminous. . . . stupendous
Evening strains to be time’s vast, / I womb-of-all, home-of-all, hearse-of-all night.
Her fond yellow hornlight wound to the west,/ her wild hollow hoarlight hung to the height Waste; her earlist stars, earlstars, / stars principle, overbend us,
Fire-featuring heaven”.
“A work of art holds our lives as they are known, when fully engaged with multiple, crossing experience-strands of self, language, culture, emotion, senses, and mind”.
“Kaleidoscope mind— weather, flamboyant or subtle— is one marker for the poet, reaching actively toward a renewing perception”.
Original review:
I wanted to familiarize myself a little with the author Jane Hirshfield — inspired by the high regards Amy Boom shared of her in her recent memoir “In Love”.
Jane Hirshfield, born in New York in 1953, (a year after me), was a member of the first graduating class at Princeton to include women.
She is now a resident of Northern California (since 1974)…. living here in my neck of the woods.
Her books of poetry, and essays, etc. have been named Best Books of the Year by The Washington Post, San Francisco Chronicle, Amazon, Financial Times and they have won California Book awards….and numerous other awards.
I had no idea about who Jane Hirshfield was —- but ‘feeling’ what Amy Bloom did about her, and being so deeply moved by her,
I wanted visit one of Bloom’s favorite authors.
I smiled when I learned Jane Hirshfield had once cooked at Greens Restaurant in San Francisco— (I’ve been), slept outdoors as often as possible by creeks and national forests, driven an 18 wheel truck, and had studied Soto Zen intensely for eight years, including three years at Tassajara Zen Mountain Center in Big Sur…..(also have been)
Jane Hirshfield is a woman after my own heart….
just lots smarter!
The book I chose to read - as my first Hirshfield intro-
“Ten Windows” ….
‘How Great Poems Transform the World”….
was because I thought it might give me a great overview of how she thinks when she writes her own poetry.
I didn’t take lightly this sentence quoted by Jane….
“Poetry is the language that foments revolutions of being”….
I knew I wanted to explore and examine more of what this sentence means. (to me, to others, our relationship with each other, our pasts, our future, and our current days).
“Ten Windows” was not easy bedtime reading for me…much went over my head.
I was introduced to many other poets I didn’t know…
WAY TOO MANY - TOO MANY for me to fully resonate with - TOO FAST …for this essentially newbie poetry comprehension student.
I realized I shouldn’t have expected myself to easily master the art of understanding poetry from just one book…..(or the gall of me to think I could in a few days)
so….
I tried to be forgiving with my inner criticizing voice…. of not being good enough or able enough or smart enough.
But….
Isn’t this a human shared experience? Struggling with our limitations? Struggling with judging ourselves for all that we are ‘not’?
It helped that this exact book I was reading ‘about’ the value of poetry was having a direct affect on my own worthiness.
I noticed my inner voice shifted—from being critical of myself - to being more compassionate, kind, and peaceful with who I am. I wasn’t hammering out the flaws….I was loving myself— simply being at one and connected with nature.
Was this the magic of Jane Hirshfield?
Was she subtly transforming us without our even being aware of it ourselves?
Having only experienced one book by Wendall Berry…. but clearly came away with knowing how much nature was at the soul of who he was—-
He said this…..
“poems have the possibility of deepening our experience of humanity …. of nature …
Wendell Berry provided a simple useful definition of ‘nature poetry’…..
…..”as poetry that considers nature as subject matter and inspiration”.
So…. I struggled a little with the full depths of understanding this book … but I could clearly see -that by
“changing selves, one by one, art changes also the outer world that selves create and share”.
“Language wakes up in the morning. It has not yet washed its face, brushed its teeth, combed his hair. It does not remember whether or not, in the night, any dreams came. The light is the plain light of day, indirect—the window faces north— but strong enough to see nonetheless”.
“Sensibility in a poem or painting reflects individuality back into the world of larger
archetypes, impersonal forms, outward circumstances and currents. What the artist has been shaped by, moved by, soaked through with at some level deeper than consciousness or will, enters the poem as the edge of a metal printing press enters the paper. It is the touch of the actual meeting the actual: particularity’s
bite. In recent decades, the aesthetic of pure sensibility
has risen to apparent ascendance”.
“Entering a poem, a person steps at once into at least two rhetorical frames. There’s the frame of the particular poem’s particular speaking, and there’s also the deeper frame of poetry itself, shifted background knowledge that these words are a poem, and that in them a poems maker is speaking to a poem’s listener, within poetry‘s forms and intentions”.
So…..
I explored the depths of poetry OPENED THE WINDOW …via-Jane …
stepped into the unknown…
….learned who Matsuo Basho was (a Japanese writer and his Haiku gifts)….
etc.
I’m feeling a little more at peace - a little more joyful from this book…
I took away that poetry and conversations of poetry is a reminder of how paring language down to its simplest elements can provide an uplifting experience.
Opens the window to love.
4.5…..outstanding….not easy page turning reading - I had to ‘work’ it ….but at the same time it’s kinda m a s t e r f u l.