This poetry anthology originated with very vague idea. I wanted to tackle a subject I often find myself drawn to in literature and poetry: time. However, time is a massive subject. I have a tendency to worry myself with existential thoughts, and fears and anxiety about the future. So, I decided I wanted to focus on poems that talk about mortality, the preciousness of life, and the importance of the impact that our lives have on the lives of others. I soon found that my subject of time had also grown to encompass life, death, and memory.
Though I did not initially intend to find poems that focus on love, I discovered that it seems to be the subject of many of the poems in the "time and brevity" section of the poetry database that I was searching. I ended up really enjoying these poems. Poems like that can do a lot to make you appreciate your own existence, and feel that it has significance despite the relative insignificance of our entire species. Despite the fact that nothing we as humans will ever do is going to impact the universe in the grand scheme of things, the impact we have on those around us will never really die. The people you love, whether it be friends, family, or a significant other, are the people that are going to carry your memory and legacy with them. Though it is a somewhat cheesy message, it really is a comforting one, and one I often turn to when faced with the smallness of my existence.
The three poems that I have selected for my video project are meant to flow as somewhat of a narrative. "So We'll Go No More a Roving" by Lord Byron is representative of a man's realization of his own mortality, and seeking significance in his life. His youth is coming to an end. He is no longer content with simply "roving." He enjoyed having adventures and finding love, but he is beginning to he ready to settle down, stop messing around, and seek meaning for his life, while he still has time to make an impact through his actions. "Sonnet 55: Not marble nor the gilded monuments" by William Shakespeare is told from the perspective of a man losing a loved one, reassuring them that the impact they have made will never die. Their legacy will live on in the memory of the speaker and in this sonnet than any monument will last. All man made monuments eventually crumble, but the impact that we have on the lives of our loved ones is everlasting. "Reunion" by Jeff Daniel Marion is a story of a man who has lost almost everything in his old age, but by revisiting the memories he created during his life he is able to find solace. It is a reminder, both to savor the good years that we are given while they are still more than just memories, and to seek to create memories that will bring us comfort at the end of our lives. Together, these three poems serve as a reminder of how important it is not to let life slip through our fingers, and to seek as much enjoyment as we can during our time here.
The seven other poems that I sought out carry similar messages about the impermanence our our existence, and the importance of making an impact. Though they do not fit directly into the narrative created within my video, they cover a similar subject matter, and are as much a cause for reflection as any of the three poems that I chose to use in my video. They are all poems that made me pause and consider the trajectory of my own life.
Tracking down these poems was truly a pleasure. Hearing thoughts and anxieties similar to my own expressed in the words of so many others is very comforting. Many of these poets have come much further than I in their thinking and in their experience, and I had a lot to gain from their insight. They taught me a lot about this life, and how to maximize what I can do with my own existence. Whether what we do is significant or insignificant, real or fake, it does not matter. As long as it is has significance in our own eyes, it matters. I really enjoyed these ten poems, and I hope that you can too.
Poems from the video:
So We'll Go No More a Roving
BY LORD BYRON (GEORGE GORDON)
BY LORD BYRON (GEORGE GORDON)
So, we'll go no more a roving
So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
And the moon be still as bright.
For the sword outwears its sheath,
And the soul wears out the breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And love itself have rest.
Though the night was made for loving,
And the day returns too soon,
Yet we'll go no more a roving
By the light of the moon.
So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
And the moon be still as bright.
For the sword outwears its sheath,
And the soul wears out the breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And love itself have rest.
Though the night was made for loving,
And the day returns too soon,
Yet we'll go no more a roving
By the light of the moon.
Sonnet 55: Not marble nor the gilded monuments
BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
Not marble nor the gilded monuments
Of princes shall outlive this powerful rhyme,
But you shall shine more bright in these contents
Than unswept stone besmeared with sluttish time.
When wasteful war shall statues overturn,
And broils root out the work of masonry,
Nor Mars his sword nor war’s quick fire shall burn
The living record of your memory.
’Gainst death and all-oblivious enmity
Shall you pace forth; your praise shall still find room
Even in the eyes of all posterity
That wear this world out to the ending doom.
So, till the Judgement that yourself arise,
You live in this, and dwell in lovers’ eyes.
Of princes shall outlive this powerful rhyme,
But you shall shine more bright in these contents
Than unswept stone besmeared with sluttish time.
When wasteful war shall statues overturn,
And broils root out the work of masonry,
Nor Mars his sword nor war’s quick fire shall burn
The living record of your memory.
’Gainst death and all-oblivious enmity
Shall you pace forth; your praise shall still find room
Even in the eyes of all posterity
That wear this world out to the ending doom.
So, till the Judgement that yourself arise,
You live in this, and dwell in lovers’ eyes.
Reunion
BY JEFF DANIEL MARION
BY JEFF DANIEL MARION
Last night in a dream
you came to me. We were young
again and you were smiling,
happy in the way a sparrow in spring
hops from branch to branch.
I took you in my arms
and swung you about, so carefree
was my youth.
What can I say?
That time wears away, draws its lines
on every feature? That we wake
to dark skies whose only answer
is rain, cold as the years
that stretch behind us, blurring
this window far from you.
The rest of the anthology:
"To Think of Time" - Walt Whitman https://www.evernote.com/shard/s417/sh/b190becf-25e1-4ebd-ad38-8b084a552180/223176ce77195eff806e3f792189c364
"Ozymandias" - Percy Bysshe Shelley https://www.evernote.com/shard/s417/sh/7be832b1-9606-4d24-890a-70b2497dcd91/43dce39e837f7b7b0924c3a3a083c896
"Posthumous" - Jean Nordhaus https://www.evernote.com/shard/s417/sh/f6dd76f4-5ab2-4f5e-9518-d8e2392c5c49/dacbb61850f6211d4f876f8323a7dda5
"On Time" - John Milton https://www.evernote.com/shard/s417/sh/461fa6a7-ccd8-47e0-b08f-4e6616de09dc/3559f403bd9da82d4fae8025a1ca4cba
"Sestina of the Tramp-Royal" - Rudyard Kipling https://www.evernote.com/shard/s417/sh/f75b5f5e-1568-4712-93cd-b6bf91c307de/629e2050f11c268e1cd08a9e527a459e
"The Waking" - Theodore Roethke https://www.evernote.com/shard/s417/sh/dc15ed57-3187-43ae-bd69-03572bbfce98/a3bfcfd4806d4c4ed8c10782545ecdb9
"Sonnet XXV" - George Santayana https://www.evernote.com/shard/s417/sh/2029bba2-5b51-480c-b9ee-a774bbc7437a/bbb4993aa06340ae99cf34987dfd9e66


