tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post7863611328320575301..comments2024-01-28T03:56:39.351-08:00Comments on TOM CLARK: Thomas Hardy: AfterwardsUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-2298129558953519432014-03-15T10:03:28.343-07:002014-03-15T10:03:28.343-07:00Thanks all.
Hardy in Cornwall:
Thomas Hardy: At ...Thanks all.<br /><br />Hardy in Cornwall:<br /><br /><a href="http://tomclarkblog.blogspot.com/2012/10/thomas-hardy-at-castle-boterel.html" rel="nofollow">Thomas Hardy: At Castle Boterel</a><br /><br /><a href="http://tomclarkblog.blogspot.com/2012/10/thomas-hardy-walk.html" rel="nofollow">Thomas Hardy: The Walk</a><br /><br />The lineage:<br /><br /><a href="http://tomclarkblog.blogspot.com/2014/03/robert-creeley-versions-after-hardy.html" rel="nofollow">Robert Creeley: Versions (after Hardy)</a>TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-61655493258070875492014-03-15T05:30:53.300-07:002014-03-15T05:30:53.300-07:00What a comeback!What a comeback!vazambam (Vassilis Zambaras)https://www.blogger.com/profile/14515165428574974933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-44053153184071067662014-03-14T16:59:40.172-07:002014-03-14T16:59:40.172-07:00Glad you're back.Glad you're back.Norahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14439557611640319928noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-11363439058050698032014-03-14T16:44:49.898-07:002014-03-14T16:44:49.898-07:00I mean nightjar...I mean nightjar...Jonathan Chanthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03647746685252448938noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-77922661784805512822014-03-14T16:41:12.715-07:002014-03-14T16:41:12.715-07:00I saw my first nightingale on King Barrow, Alderho...I saw my first nightingale on King Barrow, Alderholt on the Hampshire/Dorset border. I didn't know what a nightingale was, but fortunately I was in the company of Rodney Legg, the county historian. Your fine post brings this memory back to me.Jonathan Chanthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03647746685252448938noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-42079216262126484342014-03-14T16:30:17.295-07:002014-03-14T16:30:17.295-07:00every moment passes
dies away
but this one . . .
t...every moment passes<br />dies away<br />but this one . . .<br />this one stays, lives on <br />adheres to consciousness<br />takes root in the heart<br />graces a lifetime . . .<br />its quality <br />unlike others in the stream<br /> a note sounded just once<br /> possessing infinite sustain . . .<br />to hear it is to wake up in timeHazenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13417573435195561519noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-88550788568065391362014-03-14T16:15:58.592-07:002014-03-14T16:15:58.592-07:00Lovely to have such fine and kind friends, and to ...Lovely to have such fine and kind friends, and to hear the lovely song of the nightjar. <br /><br />"Nightjars are nocturnal birds and can be seen hawking for food at dusk and dawn. With pointed wings and a long tails their shape is similar to a kestrel or cuckoo. Their cryptic, grey-brown, mottled, streaked and barred plumage provides ideal camouflage in the daytime. They have an almost supernatural reputation with their silent flight and their mythical ability to steal milk from goats. The first indication that a nightjar is near is usually the male's churring song, rising and falling with a ventriloquial quality."<br /><br />Michael's rather profound question goes straight to the heart of the matter of the post.<br /><br />Both Michael and Jonathan are authorities here, denizens of Hardy Country -- approximately as close as I am to that now booming tech capital toward which Dionne Warwick once famously asked to be shown the way.<br /><br />No, closer.<br /><br />Noticing what's around one curiously changes from an option to a necessity when intense pain enters the picture. <br /><br />The mind can be a dangerous creature at such times, and so it's very important to give it something relatively salutary to dwell upon.<br /><br />Easier said than done but still, just saying.<br /><br />It feels a bit wrong to dare to speak of pain when one has spent some time with the images created by Stephen Harrison.<br /><br />I have for obvious reasons elected to show only that aspect of his work which relates to this post -- things Thomas Hardy might conceivably also have noticed. <br /><br />But there is more. He is one of the original truthful street photographers, and his photographic log of his oncology clinic and hospice experiences is wrenching stuff.<br /><br />People aren't born courageous, but somehow, it seems, some do rise to that virtue; and when that happens, it is a beautiful thing to behold, through the tears.<br /><br />Yes, that extremely affecting final shot. And 01765 -- all the abundance in the world, what we are somehow given, really for no good reason at all.TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-39252315739496894212014-03-14T15:02:57.248-07:002014-03-14T15:02:57.248-07:00missed youmissed youCarol Petershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04939321886306936715noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-35520037260338595402014-03-14T11:43:31.324-07:002014-03-14T11:43:31.324-07:00Tom, Get well, and keep seeing and believing. Hilt...Tom, Get well, and keep seeing and believing. HiltonHiltonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04497545378045907642noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-8752949666996990952014-03-14T11:05:58.422-07:002014-03-14T11:05:58.422-07:00Very pleased to see you back. You have been missed...Very pleased to see you back. You have been missed. Brush that ash off as quick as you can. Jonathan Chanthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03647746685252448938noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-63157113090801438792014-03-14T10:48:09.232-07:002014-03-14T10:48:09.232-07:00The nightjar can make a sound however Hear here...The nightjar can make a sound however Hear here:<br /><br />http://www.rspb.org.uk/wildlife/birdguide/name/n/nightjar/Dalriadahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12004167335881293080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-30047611196575905942014-03-14T10:40:08.798-07:002014-03-14T10:40:08.798-07:00Am reminded of my 3 years (off and on) when at Art...Am reminded of my 3 years (off and on) when at Art College in Cornwall ... when the world was in short trousers Wha? When did I get old?<br /><br />Best wishes TomDalriadahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12004167335881293080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-31435531175168970362014-03-14T10:36:11.879-07:002014-03-14T10:36:11.879-07:00To have an eye for such things as we find here . ....To have an eye for such things as we find here . . . many thanks, Tom. Harrison and Hardy are perfectly matched. And among the many great photographs, 01765 does it for me.Hazenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13417573435195561519noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-2159292175313961892014-03-14T10:15:00.631-07:002014-03-14T10:15:00.631-07:00Hardy, Harrison, and Clark.
We have much to be gr...Hardy, Harrison, and Clark.<br /><br />We have much to be grateful for. Lovely, truly lovely, all around. <br /><br />DonIssa's Untidy Huthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07352841590717991698noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-43110118827319502822014-03-14T09:47:59.538-07:002014-03-14T09:47:59.538-07:00Amazing poem, and photos, and post: thank you.... ...Amazing poem, and photos, and post: thank you.... and hope you're out of the ash heap. <br /><br />I love the artistry of how each stanza finds a different way to say "will they think" . Hardy's poem proposes a scale of self-esteem based on noticing the natural world. Many people must identify with that, I know I do. And then I meditate on whether the scale is an illusion, unless one's livelihood comes from nature, and how can there be a moral value to noticing a sky, when it surely makes me less observant of things that others consider more important?<br /><br /> <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Michael Peveretthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17090710369630916194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-8101507777363818962014-03-14T09:07:45.175-07:002014-03-14T09:07:45.175-07:00This world shaking whatver is beautiful. "Dew...This world shaking whatver is beautiful. "Dewfall-hawk" brings Gerard Manley Hopkins to mind.<br /><br />Tom, here's to you who still notices these things.Mose23https://www.blogger.com/profile/01100756913131511440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-13115423175293706762014-03-14T08:59:01.839-07:002014-03-14T08:59:01.839-07:00Thank you for this wonderful gift; BTP always make...Thank you for this wonderful gift; BTP always makes me see things (old things/new things) in new ways. This was really special and it felt right when I saw that Hardy's Selected Poems with Robert Mezey's notes were just across my desk. Reach and grasp were, for a change, well calibrated and cooperating. There's an annoying business-speak expression used these days -- "a deep dive" -- supposedly meaning an in-depth analysis undertaken by deeply intelligent and thoughtful people, who invariably give the impression of being all talk and no work. BTP is really a deep dive. I'm not expert enough to know whether or not there is a better simile in English poetry than dewfall-hawk, but I'm willing to take this on faith. It's a great simile. CurtisACravanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00315707533118640284noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-65757321741763211102014-03-14T07:59:20.974-07:002014-03-14T07:59:20.974-07:00Tom,
Great to have you back with this beautiful p...Tom, <br />Great to have you back with this beautiful poem and photograph pairing. You are truly a man who notices these things. I love all the photographs but if I had to pick a new Hardy Poems book cover, I'd go with the final shot.<br /><br />-DavidBe the BQEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11621320435990191224noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-91964119223001903722014-03-14T07:47:00.756-07:002014-03-14T07:47:00.756-07:00Beautiful--all the way around, poem, post, and not...Beautiful--all the way around, poem, post, and note. So glad you are back and I hope you are feeling better. American medical system indeed. Nin Andrewshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12643167108589844026noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-45044535324196550492014-03-14T07:31:09.526-07:002014-03-14T07:31:09.526-07:00The late great photographer Stephen Harrison of Fo...The late great photographer Stephen Harrison of Fowey, Cornwall took these pictures in the harrowing final year of a long struggle with cancer. This post is dedicated to his memory.<br /><br />One of the best of Thomas Hardy's modern editors, the poet Robert Mezey, has provided some notes on Afterwards:<br /><br />1. postern: back gate of a garden [rare]<br /><br />2. dewfall-hawk: not the name of the hawk but an epithet which, like the eyelid's blink, figures the alighting of the hawk. (A couple of editors have confidently identified this creature as a moth, but that cannot possibly be right. Would any competent poet write of a moth that it "comes crossing the shades to alight / Upon the wind-warped upland thorn"? In any case, James Gibson has identified it as the nightjar, that settles it.) As for comparing the approach of the hawk to an eyelid's soundless blink, is there a better simile in English poetry?<br /><br />3. quittance: The word strongly suggests leaving or ceasing; in fact, it means release, or discharge of a debt, or the fulfilling of an obligation, or recompense, or reprisal. [arch.]<br /><br />4. The sound of outrollings is choice, the pronunciation slightly distorted by the meter and rhyme, which requires an accent on the final syllable.<br /><br /><br />Finally, to those good friends who have expressed concern over the mysterious disappearance of this blog during the past week, we here would like to relay our gratitude. It's been a difficult time, and I've been out of bed only for an encounter with the American medical system. (Lots of luck with that.) Anyhow, the long and short of it is, I've now been assisted by two great gone artists, a poet and a photographer, in rising from beyond the pale of the ash-heap to emit this world-shaking... whatever..TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.com