Word: poetes
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...ills of the world: poetry. This week the entire Books section is devoted to a thorough survey of contemporary U.S. poetry-a look at the modern school and what has been developing over the past decade. All the reviews were written by Contributing Editor George Dickerson, himself a poet, whose work has been published in a variety of magazines, including Mademoiselle and The New Yorker...
Seeking Identity. What was important was not the schools but the changing attitudes toward poetry, the breaking down of old poetic forms in an effort to initiate a fresh dialogue between the poet and his audience. What has emerged in the U.S. is a crop of poets who cannot be pigeonholed in schools or academies, whether they are writing in free verse or with a conscious debt to form. Among them, James Dickey and John Berryman have become the most prominent, while Robert Lowell continues to be the most profound force among the more formal American poets...
...there is a trend, it is toward the personal voice-the poet not only seeking his own identity but combatting society with that identity, the poet engaging the real world with more or less surreal imagery and ideas. Joined in that combat today are both well-known poets and those whose voices are just beginning to be heard...
Only an eccentric poet like Roy Campbell, the clerical reactionary, has attempted satire in formal rhymed Popian couplets, and perhaps only W. H. Auden has succeeded in didactic eloquence within a variety of formal, traditional stanzas. Doubtless, the exact antipode of Pope's Augustan order would be the artless, extemporaneous effusions that issue from the flower children of the modern coffee house-quite a different breed from an 18th century coffee house. "A thousand years may elapse," Dr. Johnson said, "before there shall appear another man with a power of versification equal to that of Pope." With a quarter...
...result of the metrical carnage he wrought in The Dunciad, it became the poet's habit never to venture out on one of his solitary walks without a brace of loaded pistols in his coat and the company of his Great Dane, Bounce. Though he never had occasion to fire the weapons in anger, and Bounce never got to take a piece out of an embittered literary footpad, Pope's anxiety was far from groundless...