Happy Poetry Friday!
It’s nice to be back in Virginia after a wonderful visit with family and friends in Hawai’i. I think I chatted and chewed enough to last me at least a year – quite a change from my usual quiet, solitary life. I admit to suffering from a little Poetry Friday withdrawal, so I’m anxious to remedy that today.
In line with my current Fall for Restaurants theme, I’m sharing this radiant gem by Amy Lowell. A proponent of the Imagist movement, she hailed from upper crust New England society and cut quite the figure in her time (a woman of substantial girth who enjoyed puffing on a good cigar). In addition to her choice of subject matter, I am quite taken with this particular poem because:
1) It nicely exemplifies the primary criteria for imagist poetry: use of common, everyday language, presentation of a specific image, use of unrhymed cadence (also known as polyphonic prose). It is indeed “poetry that is hard and clear, never blurred nor indefinite.”
2) Rice pudding ☺.
Jama's Alphabet Soup 