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Month: April, 2020
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once the Creation is complete, Time
becomes one of its components, ages,
or eras, or epochs ensue giving credence
to the fact of an evolutionary process,
instead of stasis a continuation of the
inner workings of primordial Chaos still
roils, bristles, but among more orderly
elements now
is positively blissful
The golden age was first; when Man yet new,
No rule but uncorrupted reason knew:
Evil was not yet even a concept
And, with a native bent, did good pursue.
a native bent, naturally, by instinct, inately
Unforc’d by punishment, un-aw’d by fear,
His words were simple, and his soul sincere;
therefore
Needless was written law, where none opprest:
where no one offended, laws were
unnecessary
The law of Man was written in his breast:
a function of his emotions
No suppliant crowds before the judge appear’d,
No court erected yet, nor cause was heard:
suppliant crowds, petitioners for justice
But all was safe, for conscience was their guard.
remember conscience , something that too
often now has fallen, it seems, by the
wayside
though we’re a long way off at present,
admittedly, from the Golden Age
The mountain-trees in distant prospect please,
please is a verb here, as in the mountain-trees
bring pleasure
but
E’re yet the pine descended to the seas:
E’re, or before, the pine trees descended,
grew closer to, gravitated toward, the water
compare here, ” About her coasts, unruly
waters roar; / And rising, on a ridge,
insult the shore.”, from earlier , where
“water vies with earth for its place upon
the strand”
instead of water, Earth encroaches here,
an equally formidable opponent
E’re sails were spread, new oceans to explore:
E’re, or before, ships set out to conquer,
see Columbus for the archetypal example
And happy mortals, unconcern’d for more,
Confin’d their wishes to their native shore.
a world without an economy
No walls were yet; nor fence, nor mote, nor mound,
Nor drum was heard, nor trumpet’s angry sound:
drums and trumpets at any distance
would’ve been cause for alarm, or at
the very least caution
Nor swords were forg’d; but void of care and crime,
note the negative no, nor, nor hammered out
through the last three verses, describing by
omission the state of the original age,
what there was not
The soft creation slept away their time.
soft creation, not inclined to struggle
The teeming Earth, yet guiltless of the plough,
And unprovok’d, did fruitful stores allow:
Content with food, which Nature freely bred,
On wildings and on strawberries they fed;
the subject here throughout is the “teeming
Earth”, the Earth, metonymized , becomes
earthlings – therefore “they” replaces
“teeming Earth” as subject in the last two
lines – who’d feed on wildings , uncultivated
plants, crab apples, for instance, strawberries
Cornels and bramble-berries gave the rest,
And falling acorns furnish’d out a feast.
The flow’rs unsown, in fields and meadows reign’d:
flowers bloomed unbidden, covering fields
I watch the cherry blossoms grace our
streets with their opulence as I speak,
decking our April days with springtime,
a remnant, a bequest, of that golden
past
And Western winds immortal spring maintain’d.
like very Paradise, stretching into even
immortality
In following years, the bearded corn ensu’d
From Earth unask’d, nor was that Earth renew’d.
renew’d, tilled, harvested
From veins of vallies, milk and nectar broke;
valleys engender streams that create
the conditions for milk and nectar
And honey sweating through the pores of oak.
or our own indigenous syrup of maple
R ! chard
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done by a clutch of eminent poets,
John Dryden principally, England’s
first Poet Laureate, 1688, but with
Congreve , among a number of
celebrated others, under the
direction of the poet and physician,
over 300 hundred years ago
this will explain the sometimes
disorienting spelling of some
otherwise common words, you’ve
read already , for instance, “ extreams”
for “extremes” , “watry” for “watery”,
“blustring” for “blustering”
it might also be that my own reading
of the text could be influenced by
idiosyncratic interpretations given
by the above poets, who would’ve
written according to the perspectives
of their own time, the 18th Century,
somewhat altering, most likely, the
pristine intentions of Ovid’s original
contritely confess – can, can
be forewarned
but onwards to the completion of
the Creation
High o’er the clouds, and empty realms of wind,
The God a clearer space for Heav’n design’d;
Where fields of light, and liquid aether flow;
a description of Heaven, “fields of light and
liquid aether”
Purg’d from the pondrous dregs of Earth below.
“the pondrous dregs of Earth”, our dwelling
Scarce had the Pow’r distinguish’d these, when streight
The stars, no longer overlaid with weight,
Exert their heads, from underneath the mass;
And upward shoot, and kindle as they pass,
“the Pow’r”, or “the God, whatever God was he”,
while gravitation again allows the “fields of light”,
newly “distinguished”, or separated, from the
“ pondrous dregs of Earth “, to “streight …upward
shoot, and kindle”, or sparkle, like firewood, or
nebulae, aurorae, very constellations
And with diffusive light adorn their heav’nly place.
diffusive, evanescent, aetherial, nearly
transcendental
Then, every void of Nature to supply,
With forms of Gods he fills the vacant sky:
New herds of beasts he sends, the plains to share:
New colonies of birds, to people air:
And to their oozy beds, the finny fish repair.
note that all life forms are “forms of Gods” ,
than “people air”
A creature of a more exalted kind
Was wanting yet, and then was Man design’d:
the design follows
Conscious of thought, of more capacious breast,
For empire form’d, and fit to rule the rest:
though the specific initial progenitor will remain
ever the secret of that Creator
Whether with particles of heav’nly fire
The God of Nature did his soul inspire,
Or Earth, but new divided from the sky
was it “heav’nly fire” or “ Earth”, which malleable
And, pliant, still retain’d th’ aetherial energy:
we are, in other words, quintessentially,
however muddied, starlight
Which wise Prometheus temper’d into paste,
And, mixt with living streams, the godlike image cast.
us of clay, and gifted us with fire despite
the opposition of the Gods, for which he
was cruelly punished, but that’s another
story
Thus, while the mute creation downward bend
Their sight, and to their earthly mother tend,
mute creation, species who have no
language, animals, lizards, insects
Man looks aloft; and with erected eyes
Beholds his own hereditary skies.
hereditary, received from the Creator,
the primordial ancestor, generator
From such rude principles our form began;
And earth was metamorphos’d into Man.
R ! chard
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next, the creation of climate
And as five zones th’ aetherial regions bind,
Five, correspondent, are to Earth assign’d:
the five zones are the equatorial zone, the two
temperate zones, and the polar zones
The sun with rays, directly darting down,
Fires all beneath, and fries the middle zone:
the equator gets the brunt of it
The two beneath the distant poles, complain
Of endless winter, and perpetual rain.
the poles get the other brunt of it
Betwixt th’ extreams, two happier climates hold
The temper that partakes of hot, and cold.
“ temper”, as in “temperate”, as in zones
The fields of liquid air, inclosing all,
Surround the compass of this earthly ball:
fields of liquid air, cloud covers
The lighter parts lye next the fires above;
fires above, the sun and the stars
The grosser near the watry surface move:
“grosser” air, less pure, less aetherial
Thick clouds are spread, and storms engender there,
And thunder’s voice, which wretched mortals fear,
And winds that on their wings cold winter bear.
they gravitate towards the denser earth, creating
conditions “there” for storms, strife, thunder
ever so ominously
Nor were those blustring brethren left at large,
On seas, and shores, their fury to discharge:
blustring brethren, the winds, are not, we learn,
not apportioned, not not allocated
Bound as they are, and circumscrib’d in place,
They rend the world, resistless, where they pass;
And mighty marks of mischief leave behind;
Such is the rage of their tempestuous kind.
tempests, tsunamis, hurricanes
they call the winds
First Eurus to the rising morn is sent
(The regions of the balmy continent);
And Eastern realms, where early Persians run,
To greet the blest appearance of the sun.
Westward, the wanton Zephyr wings his flight;
Pleas’d with the remnants of departing light:
Fierce Boreas , with his off-spring, issues forth
T’ invade the frozen waggon of the North.
where we encounter, incidentally, aurorae borealis
While frowning Auster seeks the Southern sphere;
And rots, with endless rain, th’ unwholsom year.
it is to be noted that in 8 AD, when Metamorphoses
was purportedly first published, one gathers from
the text that the world was understood to be
spherical, with two poles, the boreal and the
austral, from which we later get the eponymously
named Australia
the world went flat, note, only later in the
Middle Ages
R ! chard
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To these intestine discords put an end:
intestine, of the entrails, intestine discords,
a stomach ache, already the
gods created in our own image
Then earth from air, and seas from earth were driv’n,
And grosser air sunk from aetherial Heav’n.
the elements begin to find, and form, each
their distinctive identities
grosser air, less pure than that of Heaven
Thus disembroil’d, they take their proper place;
The next of kin, contiguously embrace;
the elements fall in line, like congregates with
like
And foes are sunder’d, by a larger space.
space expands
examples follow
The force of fire ascended first on high,
And took its dwelling in the vaulted sky:
Then air succeeds, in lightness next to fire;
Whose atoms from unactive earth retire.
Earth sinks beneath, and draws a num’rous throng
Of pondrous, thick, unwieldy seeds along.
within the primordial Chaos, cloying to what
will become the Earth
note also the introduction of gravity, what
goes up, what goes down
About her coasts, unruly waters roar;
And rising, on a ridge, insult the shore .
water vies with earth for its place upon the
strand, in waves, tides, still, even thousands
of years later
Thus when the God, whatever God was he,
note the indecision here, the less adamant
profession of the deity before the imprint
of uncompromising Christianity, when
there would’ve been no wars of religion,
the wars were for territory
Had form’d the whole, and made the parts agree,
That no unequal portions might be found,
a God who would’ve presided, who would’ve
called the elements to order, and proportion
He moulded Earth into a spacious round:
Then with a breath, he gave the winds to blow;
And bad the congregated waters flow.
bad, or bade, as in called upon to perform a task
He adds the running springs, and standing lakes;
And bounding banks for winding rivers makes.
Some part, in Earth are swallow’d up, the most
In ample oceans, disembogu’d, are lost.
disembogue is said of a waterway that joins a
larger current, a stream disembogues into a
river, a river into a sea, or an ocean
He shades the woods, the vallies he restrains
With rocky mountains, and extends the plains.
sounds like Vancouver
R ! chard
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by the Gods, is what happens before the world
is created
Before the seas, and this terrestrial ball,
which is to say, the earth
And Heav’n’s high canopy, that covers all,
One was the face of Nature; if a face:
the “face of Nature” was “One” , an
indistinguishable, perhaps not even, “face”
Rather a rude and indigested mass:
A lifeless lump, unfashion’d, and unfram’d,
Of jarring seeds; and justly Chaos nam’d.
this undifferentiated agglomeration, this “lifeless
lump” was called Chaos
note the “seeds”, however, potential, though
“jarring”, or conflicting, the genesis for what
is to follow
No sun was lighted up, the world to view;
No moon did yet her blunted horns renew:
the horns of the moon are visible when the
crescent moon lies flat on the horizon, in
the shape of a smile, presenting “horns”,
the twin elevated extensions
Nor yet was Earth suspended in the sky,
Nor pois’d, did on her own foundations lye:
or lie
Nor seas about the shores their arms had thrown;
But earth, and air, and water, were in one.
see again Chaos here
Thus air was void of light, and earth unstable,
And water’s dark abyss unnavigable.
No certain form on any was imprest;
All were confus’d, and each disturb’d the rest.
For hot and cold were in one body fixt;
And soft with hard, and light with heavy mixt.
next, the first metamorphosis
stay tuned
R ! chard
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a friend expressed some interest in Ovid’s
Metamorphoses recently after I’d sung for
a few moments its praises, had told her I
was revisiting it after some time with the
intention of duly , this time, completing it,
given that, hey, we’ve got lots of time, at
present, all of us, on our hands, by very
mandate
it sounds wonderful, she briefed me after
are some parts I don’t understand
I’ll help, I said, only too eager to share
a gift nearly two thousand years old,
with the magic still of very revelation
equivalent of the Bible for those who
revered the Roman deities, the same
deities that the Greeks revered, but
transplanted, renamed, to Roman
stock, like the Puritans did their
Christian seed at Plymouth Rock
Ovid , 43 BC to 17/18 AD, was a Roman
poet, paying fealty to Augustus, Emperor
of Rome, 63 BC to 14 AD, therefore his
Roman goddesses, gods, and his,
contemporary, Latin
which was translated into English early
in the Renaissance, but found its best
expression, to my mind still, in the
others in, already, 1717
Of bodies chang’d to various forms, I sing:
Ovid is saying my topic is transformation, very
metamorphoses, plural of metamorphosis
Ye Gods, from whom these miracles did spring,
Inspire my numbers with coelestial heat;
‘Till I my long laborious work compleat:
And add perpetual tenour to my rhimes,
Deduc’d from Nature’s birth, to Caesar’s times.
poets have traditionally called upon their related
muses to inspire them to accomplish their task,
Ovid invokes his Gods, compare Shakespeare’s
“Ye Gods”, Ovid says, “ from whom these
miracles did spring”, those everyday wonders
that surround us , inspire me, he asks, that I
might “compleat”, which is to say complete,
his poem, “ this long laborious work”
his “numbers” are his years, “coelestial”, or
celestial, “heat”, is inspiration
“tenour to my rimes” means rhythm, weight,
to his poetry
“Nature’s birth”, or the beginning of time, to
“Caesar’s time”, Ovid ‘s own period under
Ovid asks the Gods to fuel him with the
fire to tell the story of the world from its
very beginning to his own epoch,
Caesar’s
how’s that for a project
enough for now
but stay tuned for, to follow, the Creation,
capital C , I tell you
R ! chard