mute Leaving, as the moon behind the winter leaves, Memory by memory the mind Poet As a globed fruit, Dumb
ica As old medallions to the thumb, A poem should be motionless
in time Silent as the sleeve-worn stone As the moon climbs. Of casement ledges where the A poem should be equal to: moss has grown Not true.
A poem should be wordless For all the history of grief
As the flight of birds. An empty doorway and a maple leaf. A poem should be motionless in time For love As the moon climbs, The leaning grasses and two lights above the sea Leaving, as the moon releases Twig by twig the night-entangled A poem should not mean trees, But be. "Ars Poetica" (Latin for "The Art of Poetry") is a lyric poem of twenty-four lines. It describes the qualities a poem should have if it is to stand as a work of art. MacLeish wrote it in 1925 and published it in 1926. Archibald MacLeishs imagist idea of art for art's sake is expressed in the poem 'Ars Poetica'. The central theme of "Ars Poetica" is that a poem should captivate the reader with the same allure of a masterly painting or sculpturethat is, it should be so stunning in the subtlety and grace of its imagery that it should not have to explain itself or convey an obvious meaning. Oddly, though, in writing that a poem "should not mean / But be," Archibald MacLeish conveys naked meaning, namely: Here is how you should write a poem. In other words, in "Ars Poetica," we are privileged to behold the strange phenomenon of didacticism in the guise of ars gratia artis. Nevertheless, "Ars Poetica" is a wonderful poem that speaks with the quiet eloquence of Rodin's Thinker and da Vinci's Mona Lisa. The Rock In The Sea
Think of our blindness where the water burned!
Are we so certain that those wings, returned And turning, we had half discerned Before our dazzled eyes had surely seen The bird aloft there, did not mean? Our hearts so seized upon the sign!
Think how we sailed up-wind, the brine
Tasting of daphne, the enormous wave Thundering in the water cave Thunder in stone. And how we beached the skiff And climbed the coral of that iron cliff And found what only in our hearts wed heard The silver screaming of that one, white bird: The fabulous wings, the crimson beak That opened, red as blood, to shriek And clamor in that world of stone, No voice to answer but its own.
What certainty, hidden in our hearts before,
Found in the bird its metaphor? Throughout this poem, Archibald MacLeish utilizes the use of rhyming and a random amount of syllables, which vary on each line. Within the poem, MacLeish uses imagery to describe a certain bird; for which he has not named. The bird symbolizes an object that has appeared multiple times, for MacLeish writes, "and we are so certain that those wings returned." So when "our dazzled eyes had surely seen the bird aloft there, did not mean?" it reverts to how this bird "seized upon the sign," and has a greater meaning. The "tasting of Daphne" reverts to the utilization of allusionto Daphne, a nymph that associates herself with water. However the poet missuses the reference to Daphne because Greek Mythology associates her with freshwater, the poem's story revolves around the sea. The use of diction shows when the poet utilizes the word "thundering"; which may be expressed in a different way, but the poet chooses not to. This word choice shows how one may go through hardships own the way to see the bird because we climbed the coral of that iron cliff. The bird as a symbol relates to a nonexistent object because MacLeish says, "and found only in our hearts we'd heard." The listening of hearts shows how the bird never existed. Also when it shrieks it has no voice to answer but its own, therefore shows how the people cannot answer back because it doesnt exist. With the description of "that one, white bird" with a "crimson beak", one deducts that it may be a stork; which associates with a story on how the storks bring babies to families. Then one can reason that this poem may be a verypeculiar love poem, for it depicts of the metaphor found in the bird. http:// archibaldmacleishisawesome.pbworks.com/w/page/62715034/P oems%20found%20by%20Anna%20Zmich https://www.cummingsstudyguides.net/Guides5/ArsPoetica.html
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