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Keats – When I have Fears that I may cease to be

06 Thursday Mar 2014

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One of my sisters sent me this when I told her that I was taking too long to write and keep finding distractions keeping me away from what I know I want to do. Wonderful Keats:

When I have fears that I may cease to be

Before my pen has glean’d my teeming brain,

Before high pil’d & grave’d books, in charactry,

Hold like rich gamers the full ripen’d grain;

When I behold, upon the night’s starred face,

Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,

And feel that I may never live to trace

Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance;

And when I feel, fair creature of an hour!

That shall I never look upon thee more,

Never have relish in the faery power

Of unreflecting love;- then on the shore

of the wide world I stand alone, and think,

Till Love and Fame to nothingness do sink.

Good writing all you poets out there

Denny Bradbury

Keats and Nature

20 Monday May 2013

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As I re read some of my favourite works of Keats (in sunny Dorset) I am reminded of the links with nature that the Romantic poets had in great number.  I love the imagery from ‘On the Grasshopper and the Cricket’.

The poetry of earth is never dead:

When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, and hide in cooling trees, a voice will run

from hedge to hedge about the new mown mead: That is the grasshopper’s – he takes the lead …

It is a poem full of hope and wonder in the smallest of creatures keeping the earth song going while others rest. I have tried to convey the hope of nature and her renewing spirit in my latest poems, De:versify and it is a real comfort to know that the voice of this great poet still has as much relevance today as when he wrote those lines.

Denny Bradbury

To Autumn by John Keats

26 Tuesday Mar 2013

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Autumn

“Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells.

Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
Or on a half-reap’d furrow sound asleep,
Drows’d with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
Steady thy laden head across a brook;
Or by a cyder-press, with patient look,
Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.

Where are the songs of spring? Ay, Where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,—
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn
Among the river sallows, borne aloft
Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies”

Often considered to be one of the greatest poems in the English language, the title and the first few lines of the poem show that Keats’ poem is actually addressed to the season of Autumn itself, as if Autumn were a person.  Denny Bradbury, in her poems “Kingcup and Friends “ and “Winter Soul” from her new collection’De~versify’, does a similar thing, referring to the season of winter and numerous flowers as though they are people who have the answers themselves:

“Kingcup, forget-me-not,dead-nettle white:
Struggling, reaching, searching for the light.
Clover, daisy, dead-nettle pink.
Look at us,
Hear us,
Let us make you think.”..   ~ ‘Kingcup and Friends’

“Crisp, clear air of deepest winter,
Sky streaked so with pastel hue
Dig into my soul with icy finger,
Make my heart with leaden blue…” ~ ‘Winter Soul’.

Each of Keats’ three eleven line stanzas consist almost entirely of descriptions of Autumn: “close bosom-friend of the maturing sun”; “sitting careless on the granary floor” ; “thou hast thy music too” with the first and third stanzas describing some of Autumn’s perceptible features  whilst the second stanza takes the idea of Autumn being a person one step further, describing  how Autumn can be found sitting in the barn, sleeping out in the fields and watching patiently as cider oozes out of a cider press. Is Keats actually addressing Autumn as a person or is he in fact addressing the readers themselves?

As Denny Bradbury does in her poem “Wisdom of Trees” with the final stanza being:

“Yet trees will reach their searching branches
Up into the wind and rain –
They live and die as nature dances.
Net year they grow and live again…”

So too does “To Autumn” both evoke a sensual awareness and pleasure at the beauty that exists in the natural world  whilst at the same time expressing a sadness that that beauty is not lasting – “the soft-dying day”.

Just as Denny Bradbury‘s poems reflect the need for balance between nature and people and a sometime-forgotten spirituality,  it is characteristic of Keats’ poetry as a whole to also blend an optimistic romanticism with the reality of a world that any enchantment provided by myth is in contrast to the way life really is.

Poets to be recognised at Hampton Court Flower Show

20 Friday May 2011

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England’s most famous poets are to be immortalised in flowers.

This year’s Hampton Court flower show is to feature a Poets’ Garden.

Those celebrated include Keats and Lord Byron.

Romantic flowers will be used to illustrate one of his most famous works, Love’s Last Adieu.

An Introduction to John Keats

25 Monday Apr 2011

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To Autumn, John Keats

October 1795 saw the birth of John Keats in London, one of the most studied and analysed poets of the second British Romantic era.

His life was marred by tragedy from a very early age – something which was to haunt him yet influence him greatly in his works.

John was the eldest of five children – George (was to die penniless in America), Thomas (tragically taken by tuberculosis in 1818), Francis ‘Fanny’ and Edward (died in infancy) being the other four.

His first heartache was when he was four years old, losing his father in a work-related accident.  His mother died when he was just 14 years old, but not before remarrying and then leaving her new husband, forcing her children on their grandmother.

The death of his mother, however,  seemed to many at that time a blessing in disguise as his appointed guardians removed him from his boarding school in Enfield (where he met long-term friend author Charles Cowden Clarke) and placed him in an apprenticeship to apothecary-surgeon Thomas Hammond in 1810.

Although Keats studied hard and progressed in the medical profession, studying at Guys’ Hospital in London and obtaining his license to practice as an apothecary in 1816, his true love was poetry.  A brave decision was made and he gave up medicine in the pursuit of literary freedom.

‘Imitation of Spenser’ is Keats’ first surviving poem, written in 1814 alongside his medical studies.  Even before reading the poem, the title itself guides us to one of Keats’ influences – Elizabethan poet Sir Edmund Spenser who was himself noted as being a lead in the Modern English verse.

Keats was introduced by Clarke to Leigh Hunt, an editor of ‘Examiner’, who printed Keats’ first sonnet ‘Ode to Solitude’ in 1816.  This was followed in 1817 by the publishing of his first volume entitled ‘Poems’ which included 31 works.  Although reviews were mixed, it did indicate promise in a young poet.

His second publication, ‘Endymion’ in 1818, was not so successful.  Leading critical magazines of the time gave scathing reviews of the 4,000 line romantic and sometimes erotic piece on the Greek myth of the same name.  Indeed, it is believed that Percy Shelley had advised Keats not to rush ahead with another publication but wait until he had a larger collection to offer.

After the failure of Endymion, however, he toured the north of England and Scotland, returning south to continue caring for his younger brother until Tom’s death in December 1818 of tuberculosis.

It was towards the end of Tom’s life that Keats wrote one of his most recognised works ‘Hyperion’ (a blank-verse epic based on the Greek myth of creation, written in the style of John Milton).  His original work on ‘Hyperion’ remained unfinished with the death of his brother, however Keats returned to complete it in a reawakening of the piece entitled ‘The Fall of Hyperion’.

After Tom’s death Keats moved in with close friend Charles Armitage Brown, met William Wordsworth and fell in love with neighbour Fanny Brawne.  It is believed that this period of his life was the time he wrote his best work (published in 1820 – ‘Lamina, Isabella, The Eve of St. Agnes, and Other Poems’).

Indeed, Keats was unofficially engaged to Brawne but ill-health saw to it that they never married.  On medical advice to be in warmer climates over the winter, he travelled with artist Joseph Severn to Italy – landing in Naples before renting on the Spanish Steps in Rome.

Keats was never to recover from tuberculosis, and he died on 23rd February 1821.

This poet has been recognised in recent years as being one of the few to have emerged over a short space of time – he had three works published in the space of four years, the last of which is arguably his best.

Like many poets, however, Keats’ reputation in the literary world was not truly acknowledged until after his death and the publication of his letters in the mid and late nineteenth century gave an additional if not more prominent insight into his workings.  Students of poetry study his letters in equal measure to his poems.

It is through these letters that we really come to understand Keats’ view of ‘negative capability’ – in short, there are ‘uncertainties’ and not everything can be resolved.

Oscar Wilde wrote of Keats:

Rid of the world’s injustice, and his pain,
He rests at last beneath God’s veil of blue:
Taken from life when life and love were new
The youngest of the martyrs here is lain

(The Grave of Keats, Oscar Wilde)

And Keats himself wished only one line to be writ on his gravestone:

‘Here Lies One Whose Name Was Writ in Water’.

Keats was a literary genius whose life was so tragically cut short at the age of 25.

 Laura Scott

You can read more about styles of poetry in the History of Poetry series Part 1, Part 2, Part 3.

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