Does poetry matter in our life anymore? What do writers say?
In 2003, in an article in Newsweek, the
author made an interesting observation - “It is difficult to imagine a world
without movies, plays, novels and music, but a world without poems doesn’t have
to be imagined”. The author further
noted “I find it disturbing that no one I know has cracked open a book of
poetry in decades and that I, who once spent countless hours reading
contemporary poets like Lowell and Berryman, can no longer even name a living
poet.”
The
Washington Post published government data, indicating that today, fewer people
read poetry than ever.
Another writer pointed out
that major newspapers no longer print or review poetry. Wrote Jonathan Yardley,
the book critic for The Washington Post:
“Contemporary American poetry is read by poets, by writing students, and by
students of literature—and by almost no one else.”
The Importance of Poetry
Various writers have visualized the
importance of poetry, in their own ways. To some, poetry
has the ability to express the thoughts and emotions of a writer through
flowing words. To others poetry is one of the most versatile vehicles of
expressing human emotions, and describing experiences; Poetry acts as a
universal transmitter of all thoughts, feelings, and ideas. As another writer
observed “Poetry lives all around you. Poetry shares. Poetry heals. Poetry
invigorates. Poetry speaks up. Poetry reveals. Poetry heralds changes. Poetry
is what gives cognition to music. Poetry is a beacon, let it illumine the
path”.
Some writers point out that
poetry gives us a historical representation of what earlier generations found
‘beautiful, important, or profound’.Some marvel at the power of poetry to
address a vast range of subjects like love, war, social issues, the beauty of
nature and the love of God. All
agree thatPoetry is a
‘timeless, resourceful art, which could serve to value the youngest or eldest
of readers.’
Nature and poetry One can find poetry everywhere hiding in
nature--in the smiling flowers, shining stars, deep dark woods, still clear waters
or the enigmatic mountains, but one needs to have eyes to see and the mind to
perceive it.
Look what the great poet (Mahakavi)Kumaranasan (Malayalam) from Kerala had to say. In a poem dedicated to the Goddess of Poetry (Kavya Devatha) the poet feels her presence everywhere---‘in the slanting doe-eyes (of a beautiful woman) and in the hand-symbol of a sage in deep penance’------ ‘She at times bathes in the pool of unending tears of children who lost their mothers, or, at other times in the rivulets of blood shed by fighting warriors”. Unfortunately, in today’s world, we don’t have the time to ‘stand and stare’ or ‘see’ and reflect deeply on things that are not of immediate consequence to us.
How PoetryHelps
Writing and learning poetry still matter to us, even from a
pragmatic point of view. Writer’s digest, a web forum dedicated to writing, has
this to say
- POETRY IS GOOD FOR DEVELOPMENTAL LEARNING
- POETRY IS GOOD FOR DEVELOPING SKILLS
- POETRY HELPS IMPROVE IDEAS
- POETRY IS THERAPEUTIC FOR THE WRITER
- POETRY IS THERAPEUTIC FOR THE READER
- POETRY HELPS YOU UNDERSTAND THE SIGNIFICANCE OF WORDS THEMSELVES
- POETRY HELPS YOU UNDERSTAND PEOPLE-
Some say ‘as civilization advances, poetry
declines’ We know that it is change that drives human progress. Poetry too is
no exception. Technology has invented other modes of self-expression. Despite
technology, Poetry may still appear in newer and simpler forms; or it may not
disappear altogether. “The poetry of earth is
ceasing never” wrote Keats.
We need not look anywhere else to understand
why poetry matters to us. While discussing the poetic history of Assam, a writer from distant North-east in India has
beautifully summed it up “ Burdened with the complexity of the lives one leads,
fretting over appearances, netted in with anxieties and apprehensions, half
smothered in drift of tepid thoughts and tepid feelings, one may refuse what
poetry has to give; but under its influence serenity returns to the troubled
mind, the world crumbles, loveliness shines like flowers after rain, and, the
further, reality is once more charged with mystery” .