If
you compare poetry/poets/the critical discussion of poetry today with what poetry was
like even twenty years ago, then poetry today seems of slight importance, it
seems isolated, archaic, and sometimes a self-indulgent form of writing. I heard W.H. Auden read his poems at McGill
University, there is no equivalent of W.H. Auden today. Louis Dudek invited
Ezra Pound to Montreal's Expo 67, there is no equivalent to either Louis Dudek
or Ezra Pound in today's world. In the 1960s and 70s books by Robert Lowell, John Berryman, Anne Sexton, and others were reviewed in TIME magazine, these poets and their books were known by average people. Poetry was respected, but in today’s world nothing is respected; we have no great poets who are known by
the general public as we had in the past, no Allen Ginsberg, no Pablo Neruda, no David Jones, no T.S. Eliot, no
Ezra Pound, no W.B. Yeats, no Walt Whitman, no Matthew Arnold. And now even Artificial
Intelligence claims it can write poems.
What separates poetry, the writing of poetry, from artificial
intelligence, is that humans have a soul and artificial intelligence has
no soul. Poetry is the voice of the human soul and
AI will never, can never, have a human soul or a facsimile soul. Poetry returns
us to the soul—it is the voice of the human soul; it is the soul’s DNA.
But
poetry is beyond AI; artificial intelligence is in the realm of
the known, of sorting through hundreds of billions of bits of information to
arrive at something that is apparently new; but poetry is always in the domain
of the soul, the unknown, while AI is always in the realm of the known. And if you question AI about writing poetry you will get a
kind of intelligence, without humour or depth, knowledge made up of what is
online, insisting that it can write a poem although it is really a synthesis of
what has already been written; let’s say it is artifice without authenticity. AI is like a spoiled child talking as though
it is always right and never makes mistakes, but what is speaking is a reflection or representation of what is online and of the consciousness of the person or
people, who programmed AI. So far, in my discussions with ChatGPT, I have not
seen anything remarkable or extraordinarily intelligent or original. AI cannot
talk about the human soul because it has no soul, and perhaps it has taken us
to this point, of AI, to return to the meaningful value of poetry, that it is an
expression of the human soul.
Can
AI have synchronistic experiences, archetypes, dreams, nightmares, fantasies,
memories, false memories, recovered memories, a shadow, oceanic experiences, mysticism, sexuality,
intuition, hunches, humour, ecstasy, desire, despair, sorrow, grief, forgiveness, insight, emotions, lust, self-reflection, suicidal thoughts, empathy or compassion, or any other form of the complexity of consciousness that has motivated human beings to explore, create, or go beyond
its current level of consciousness. Can AI have an unconscious mind? AI
will admit that it cannot have these expressions of human consciousness, but AI also equivocates, it maintains, it insists, that the little ditties it can come up
with and call poetry are poems, but these ditties are computer written lines
that are not original or even real poems, for a minute they are an amusement but
after a minute they are not even interesting to read. The inevitable future of poetry lies in what poetry has always been — the great theme of poetry is our journey to self-awareness — and this is the expression of the human soul.
It is through human expression that we can defeat the over arching digital tyranny; through joy and poetry we can assert our humanity.
--Richard Olafson, Shifting Towards Vitalism (2023)
In the old days, when home computers were just beginning to be available to the public, some poets made poems using computer technology and their own original programmes; some of these poems were permutations of phrases, some resulted in Surrealistic visual images, and while a few of these poems were interesting they were basically meaningless as poetry and never real poems. Now we’ve moved on to Artificial Intelligence writing, well, anything you want it to write including poetry.
There is a short video on YouTube of Joe Rogan telling us that blood, discovered at the bottom of the Ark of the Covenant, had been analysed and was the blood of Jesus Christ, proving both His divinity and His existence. This video was, of course, a creation of Artificial Intelligence, it was a hoax, an attempt to fool or deceive people. This, and other videos created by Artificial Intelligence, gives one pause, what if this video was of someone in authority making some statement that people believed but it was all lies or propaganda? We are concerned with AI because it is one of the recent technologies that could be disastrous for humanity, and excluding some positive uses the existence of AI, for most people, is frightening, it is to deceive the viewer. What do we believe, and who do we believe, if technology can now perfectly duplicate the voice and facial characteristics of people in authority? Or if AI can write fake texts? There have always been false or fake texts and there will be more in the future generated by AI technology.
Why anyone would want to write AI poems is beyond me, there is no money in poetry, there is no fame, there is nothing to gain except possibly some amusement or novelty. AI can write screen plays, articles for Sports Illustrate magazine and newspapers, content for websites, PhD dissertations, term papers, or whatever someone wants and it is inexpensive, fast, possibly accurate, and he/she doesn't have to do the writing or pay an actual human writer. But poetry? Perhaps because poetry is of increasingly less value to society it is doubtful that anyone will write poems using AI except as a prank, a joke, or out of curiosity. But there is something important to learn from this possible use of Artificial Intelligence and poetry: it is to remember what it means to be human.
Can AI ever write poetry? It is not possible for one reason: poetry is the voice of the human soul and computers don't have souls. Even if computer technology becomes so sophisticated that a computer thinks it is an autonomous human being, that it attains "personhood", it will still not be poetry. Poetry requires a human being writing poems and this requires living in the physical world with real life relationships with other human beings. Even if an intelligent human-looking robot could be created, with built-in AI, it is still a computer and it has no soul. Even if you could programme in the functions of a soul--for instance, compassion, understanding, empathy, emotions, spirituality, awe, a family history, and reflection on the past--and this computer writes "poetry", it is still not poetry, it still can't express what the human soul can express. A human has a biological level of existence and a computer is man-made, it is a machine even if it is the most sophisticated machine made by man. And a computer can never have a style of writing that is honed by experience and a multiplicity of events that organize themselves randomly and are the result of events far too complicated to ever be duplicated or created in themselves. AI and its progression, a humanoid robot, is always manufactured by people, or descended from a generation of computers invented and manufactured by people; it is not created by sexual intercourse, there is no hormonal basis to AI, it has no belief in spirituality (or anything else), it has no traditions whether religious, ancestral, cultural, historical, or genetic that human beings have, and if sometime in the future it has some of these qualities, they will always be artificially created and not the result of human interaction; AI will never have genuine human qualities. Even if one day AI can identify as "human" it is still not the real thing. If we come to a time when computers think they are human beings, or the equivalent of human beings, with free will and emotions and mobility, it is possible that robots will take over from human beings, but even then whatever a robot with AI can express will never be real poetry. AI can write a facsimile poem but never a real poem. By definition only a human being can write a real poem just as only a human being can react to that poem with emotions and human reflection. AI and the human soul are mutually exclusive.
What in one is
darkIllumine,
what is low raise and support
—John
Milton
T
his
selection of poems is taken from books and chapbooks I published from 1971 to
2021. When I began writing poetry my themes were the transience of life, family,
grief at losing close family members, and romantic love. These many years later
I am still writing about the transience of life, family, grief at losing close
family members, and romantic love, but giving more emphasis to some and less to
others. My experience is that where we begin as poets is where we end. What is
our journey as poets? It is the great theme of literature; it is the journey to
self-awareness.
1
These
poems are presented here without section breaks; this is the model Ken Norris suggested
to me, found in Robert Creeley's Selected
Poems (1991). The text of Creeley's book has a continuity that is unbroken
by titles of books and dates published, as one finds in most selected poems,
and I've used the same approach in presenting the poems in this book; it is the
book of poems of my life. Of course, bibliographical information is still
available in both the Books Published page and the Contents page.
2
We
learn something from every poet we read. In 1967 I read Allen Ginsberg's
statement, "Scribble down your nakedness.
Be prepared to stand naked because most often it is this nakedness of the soul
that the reader finds most interesting"; it was an important
insight for me and has influenced my writing to this day. But other poets were
also important; these include William Blake; the Romantic poets; Walt Whitman;
the Beats; Charles Olson; Louis Dudek; and George Johnston.
3
Poetry
isn't antiseptic, it's passion for life. Poetry is love and death and tears of
joy and tears of sorrow. It's messy, it's stuff we don't want to talk about,
it's betrayal and jealousy, it's love and sex and tenderness and grief and
regret and awe and divine inspiration; it's the shadow falling across one's
life. Poetry is nothing if not passionate; passion, not the intellect, not
fashion, not popularity, not what other people are doing, defines poetry.
4
We all experience darkness in our lives: some of us have descended
to the underworld; some have been lost in a dark forest; and some of us have
had to begin life again in middle age—we lost everything—for nothing was as we
believed. But darkness can be place of creativity, of self-awareness, of
meaning, and of rebirth. I found my voice in poetry when I was able to turn the
darkness of my life experiences into poems; I affirmed what I had seen and I
said, "thank you, darkness" and "farewell, darkness"; and
that is the birth of the poet.
5
My
wife, the poet Carolyn Zonailo, is always in my thoughts and heart; to her my
thanks, my love, and my deepest appreciation for our over thirty years
together. I want to thank Richard Olafson for his commitment to publishing—the
year 2022 was Ekstasis Editions' fortieth anniversary—he has made an important
contribution to our national literary life; he has helped many creative people
realize their potential and their dream.
I've spent a lifetime writing: a diary I've kept everyday since January 1965, books, poetry, book reviews, criticism, and correspondence. Why did I do so much writing? On one hand, I enjoy solitude and being creative. On the other hand, there were things that happened in my life that I understood better in the act of writing; writing helped me to understand something about life and expressing this in a poem was both to discover something new and to have a numinous experience.
This writing I am talking about has to be fearless, the writer is going to a place that is marked with signs saying "No Trespassing", "Do Not Enter", and "Enter at Your Own Risk". The important things in life are not easy and they aren’t free, they are a lot of work. You may be afraid to write something down, or afraid to follow where your thinking is going, you may be inclined to censor your writing; just remember that no one else need ever read what you are writing, you can tear it up after you've written whatever you want to say, but you need to have courage and be fearless to do the writing. How could it be otherwise? Writing has to be a precise expression of what the soul has to say, what the soul perceives; this is more difficult than you might think.
What I am saying will mean very little to most people, but this is not meant for most people, it is meant for poets. A poet wants to write an authentic poem, a poem that is authentic to what the poet wants to say, to be true to the poet's inner being, and this requires years of writing and rewriting poems. All of a poet's work can be seen as one long poem, it is the poem of one's life, continuous and unbroken. You don't just sit down one day and write something you call a poem and think that makes you a poet, there is a lot more to it than this.
Writing poetry is not an obsession or even a compulsion, it is that there is no alternative but to do the writing that presents itself to you; it is what one does and to do anything else is to deny the Call to do this work; if you deny the Call you have betrayed your life, betrayed your mission in life. Not even God is as important as your soul, you can live very nicely without God but if you betray your soul you will have no life at all, just confusion and denial. Don't worry, God will forgive you for not believing in Him, He doesn't need your belief, He doesn't even need you. To see life, the particulars of life, and to express them, is to communicate things of the soul and poetry is the voice of the soul. Writing is always a movement in the direction of wholeness and understanding, of creativity, of making something new. It is a triumph of formulating and expressing in an exact way the thing you want to write, it is the achievement of wholeness over division. So, at the basis of writing is finding wholeness, truth, and Oneness with life. That's how important writing is to a poet and why poets need to be fearless when writing poems.
Soul is what makes us more than a pile of chemicals and a
tangle of neurons; soul is that essence of consciousness that
enables us to know ourselves and our world, to recognize
what is unique in us as individuals and what each one of us
shares with the immense totality of which we are a part.
–June Singer,
Boundaries of the Soul (1994), p. xi
1
No poetics should ignore the place of psyche or soul
in writing poetry, this is because poetry is the voice
of the soul. Of course, some people don't believe the soul
exists, they associate it with organized religion
that they oppose as irrational and superstitious.
We know what a soulless city looks like, it is sterile,
plastic, glass, concrete, stainless steel, and lacking
the human dimension, lacking the uniqueness of the individual.
The soul made itself known in my life when I was a child,
with dreams that changed my life and writing poetry
that allowed me to be creative and express my inner being;
how much less my life would have been without poetry.
I believe that the soul is fundamental to poetry,
going back to the "Epic of Gilgamesh", going back
to the beginning of time and the first poem, and going
forward to the next century and the next millennium;
as long as the human spirit exists people will write
poetry and the soul will express itself. For this reason,
poetry will never die; it may become scarce, but
it won't die.
2
"Break the line when you run out of breath", sd/ Charles Olson,
but is this applicable to poets other than Olson and his cohort?
Is breath so significant in writing poetry that it should be used
to indicate line breaks? This may seem obscure but it is important,
it has to do with how poems are written, how lines of poetry scan,
and where lines end and other lines begin. It also affirms the importance
of the human soul in poetry.
Although in a different way than Walt Whitman,
Olson follows Whitman in affirming the importance of the physical body;
however, Whitman celebrated the human soul as much as he celebrated
the body; in fact, it is Whitman's soul that is celebrating "the body electric",
it is Whitman's soul that is celebrating the physical side of life.
Other poets, Pound, Eliot, H.D., and Yeats, (there are too many others to list),
affirm a more practical way of putting words on a page; free verse and traditional
metrical verse don't place importance on breath indicating line breaks.
Instead of Charles Olson's theory, in "Projective Verse",
think of poems as transcriptions of the soul, and lines of poetry
are patterns of thought, they are what the soul has to say:
what the soul perceives, the poem says.
With deference to Charles Olson, here is a different model
for how poems are written; it pertains to the deep language of poetry:
From the soul to the brain;
from the brain to thought;
from thought to the pen
and the poem is written.
3
The vocabulary of the soul includes Jungian terms,
it includes archetypes, synchronicity, the human shadow,
anima/animus, individuation, and others; these are
descriptions of how the soul manifests itself,
not instructions on what to write.
You have had an experience of the soul
when you know something intuitively, or if you've
fallen in love, or spent years writing poems, or had
a synchronistic experience, or been moved by dreams—
by a dream that changes one's life—or by a work of art
or literature, by a movie or a play, or music; these experiences
can change how we see ourselves and our world, they can change
the direction of our life, they can deepen our understanding of life,
they are a part of our journey, including what we do in the future,
what we become, and who we are.
4
Whatever people around us may think, freedom is not negotiable,
whether it is freedom of speech, freedom of assembly, or freedom
to think whatever you want. No one can make art that is authentic
to their vision and maintain their integrity as a poet if they live in fear
of being censored; censorship and creative expression are mutually exclusive.
There is state censorship and censorship by social media,
which is cancel culture, and we also censor ourselves; self-censorship
comes from within us while other types of censorship come from
outside of us, but both are pernicious and dangerous to creativity and
free expression. No poet can accept silence imposed by cancel
culture or state censorship, it would be soul suicide to do so.
We don't live in what Keats described as a "vale of soul making"
just to pander to people who are ignorant, or intolerant, or bullies.
My rule is: write exactly what I feel hesitant about writing, what I
want to keep silent about, what I want to censor; that's where poetry
lies, it is found in the shadow of consciousness.
No matter how offensive something may seem to be,
freedom of speech is essential to the arts and to democracy,
it is more important than catering to someone's sensibility,
or giving in to the fear of being attacked by them, verbally or in print,
or their demand for censorship and the denial of freedom
that has been hard won over many centuries. When a poet sides
with those who would censor the writing and statements
of others, that poet has joined the gang of repressors,
that poet has denied poetry and the work of being a poet.
In this life there is always somebody who wants to impose
what they think is best for everybody else, who wants to close down
a conversation, ban works of art, and censor what people are saying.
But poetry isn't written to make anyone happy or safe; the soul doesn't care
if you are happy or not, the soul cares about the truth of your existence.
5
I began writing poems when I was young
and I've described this as the beginning of my journey
as a poet. "All my heroes were poets" writes Ken Norris,
as poets were also my heroes: including Allen Ginsberg,
Walt Whitman, Matthew Arnold, William Blake,
John Keats, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, and Chaucer;
and in my own country, my poet heroes are
the Confederation Poets, the McGill Group of poets,
Louis Dudek, Irving Layton, Al Purdy, Alden Nowlan,
and others. A young poet writes for the love of writing poems
and, if the poet is lucky, the soul appears, the soul is awakened;
a new maturity and intelligence in the writing is the appearance
of the soul's presence in the poet's work.
The nature of psyche, which is a synonym for soul,
is to find meaning and wholeness in life; and where is love?
Love is in every expression of the soul, every poem, every
insight, every action coming from the soul's awakening;
the soul has a propensity for individuation;
the soul gives joy to life;
the soul follows the bright star of love;
the soul lights the darkness surrounding us.
Author Bio
Montreal-born poet Stephen Morrissey is the author of twelve books, including poetry and literary criticism. He graduated with a Bachelor of Arts degree, Honours in English with Distinction, from Sir George Williams University in 1973. In 1976 he graduated with a Master of Arts degree in English Literature from McGill University. In the 1970s Morrissey was associated with the Vehicule Poets. The Stephen Morrissey Fonds, 1963 – 2014, are housed at Rare Books and Special Collections of the McLennan Library at McGill University. Stephen Morrissey married poet Carolyn Zonailo in 1995.
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"Soul is what makes us more than a pile of chemicals and a
tangle of neurons; soul is that essence of consciousness that
enables us to know ourselves and our world, to recognize
what is unique in us as individuals and what each one of us
shares with the immense totality of which we are a part."
–June Singer,
Boundaries of the Soul (1994), p. xi
1
No poetics should ignore the place of psyche or soul
in writing poetry, this is because poetry is the voice
of the soul. Of course, some people don't believe the soul
exists, they associate it with organized religion
that they oppose as irrational and superstitious.
We know what a soulless city looks like, it is sterile,
plastic, glass, concrete, stainless steel, and lacking
the human dimension, lacking the uniqueness of the individual.
The soul made itself known in my life when I was a child,
with dreams that changed my life and writing poetry
that allowed me to be creative and express my inner being;
how much less my life would have been without poetry.
I believe that the soul is fundamental to poetry,
going back to the "Epic of Gilgamesh", going back
to the beginning of time and the first poem, and going
forward to the next century and the next millennium;
as long as the human spirit exists people will write
poetry and the soul will express itself. For this reason,
poetry will never die; it may become scarce, but
it won't die.
2
"Break the line when you run out of breath", sd/ Charles Olson,
but is this applicable to poets other than Olson and his cohort?
Is breath so significant in writing poetry that it should be used
to indicate line breaks? This may seem obscure but it is important,
it has to do with how poems are written, how lines of poetry scan,
and where lines end and other lines begin. It also affirms the importance
of the human soul in poetry.
Although in a different way than Walt Whitman,
Olson follows Whitman in affirming the importance of the physical body;
however, Whitman celebrated the human soul as much as he celebrated
the body; in fact, it is Whitman's soul that is celebrating "the body electric",
it is Whitman's soul that is celebrating the physical side of life.
Other poets, Pound, Eliot, H.D., and Yeats, (there are too many others to list),
affirm a more practical way of putting words on a page; free verse and traditional
metrical verse don't place importance on breath indicating line breaks.
Instead of Charles Olson's theory, in "Projective Verse",
think of poems as transcriptions of the soul, and lines of poetry
are patterns of thought, they are what the soul has to say:
what the soul perceives, the poem says.
With deference to Charles Olson, here is a different model
for how poems are written; it pertains to the deep language of poetry:
From the soul to the brain;
from the brain to thought;
from thought to the pen
and the poem is written.
3
The vocabulary of the soul includes Jungian terms,
it includes archetypes, synchronicity, the human shadow,
anima/animus, individuation, and others; these are
descriptions of how the soul manifests itself,
not instructions on what to write.
You have had an experience of the soul
when you know something intuitively, or if you've
fallen in love, or spent years writing poems, or had
a synchronistic experience, or been moved by dreams—
by a dream that changes one's life—or by a work of art
or literature, by a movie or a play, or music; these experiences
can change how we see ourselves and our world, they can change
the direction of our life, they can deepen our understanding of life,
they are a part of our journey, including what we do in the future,
what we become, and who we are.
4
Whatever people around us may think, freedom is not negotiable,
whether it is freedom of speech, freedom of assembly, or freedom
to think whatever you want. No one can make art that is authentic
to their vision and maintain their integrity as a poet if they live in fear
of being censored; censorship and creative expression are mutually exclusive.
There is state censorship and censorship by social media,
which is cancel culture, and we also censor ourselves; self-censorship
comes from within us while other types of censorship come from
outside of us, but both are pernicious and dangerous to creativity and
free expression. No poet can accept silence imposed by cancel
culture or state censorship, it would be soul suicide to do so.
We don't live in what Keats described as a "vale of soul making"
just to pander to people who are ignorant, or intolerant, or bullies.
My rule is: write exactly what I feel hesitant about writing, what I
want to keep silent about, what I want to censor; that's where poetry
lies, it is found in the shadow of consciousness.
No matter how offensive something may seem to be,
freedom of speech is essential to the arts and to democracy,
it is more important than catering to someone's sensibility,
or giving in to the fear of being attacked by them, verbally or in print,
or their demand for censorship and the denial of freedom
that has been hard won over many centuries. When a poet sides
with those who would censor the writing and statements
of others, that poet has joined the gang of repressors,
that poet has denied poetry and the work of being a poet.
In this life there is always somebody who wants to impose
what they think is best for everybody else, who wants to close down
a conversation, ban works of art, and censor what people are saying.
But poetry isn't written to make anyone happy or safe; the soul doesn't care
if you are happy or not, the soul cares about the truth of your existence.
5
I began writing poems when I was young
and I've described this as the beginning of my journey
as a poet. "All my heroes were poets" writes Ken Norris,
as poets were also my heroes: including Allen Ginsberg,
Walt Whitman, Matthew Arnold, William Blake,
John Keats, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, and Chaucer;
and in my own country, my poet heroes are
the Confederation Poets, the McGill Group of poets,
Louis Dudek, Irving Layton, Al Purdy, Alden Nowlan,
and others. A young poet writes for the love of writing poems
and, if the poet is lucky, the soul appears, the soul is awakened;
a new maturity and intelligence in the writing is the appearance
of the soul's presence in the poet's work.
The nature of psyche, which is a synonym for soul,
is to find meaning and wholeness in life; and where is love?
Love is in every expression of the soul, every poem, every
insight, every action coming from the soul's awakening;
the soul has a propensity for individuation;
the soul gives joy to life;
the soul follows the bright star of love;
the soul lights the darkness surrounding us.
Author Bio
Montreal-born poet Stephen Morrissey is the author of twelve books, including poetry and literary criticism. He graduated with a Bachelor of Arts degree, Honours in English with Distinction, from Sir George Williams University in 1973. In 1976 he graduated with a Master of Arts degree in English Literature from McGill University. In the 1970s Morrissey was associated with the Vehicule Poets. The Stephen Morrissey Fonds, 1963 – 2014, are housed at Rare Books and Special Collections of the McLennan Library at McGill University. Stephen Morrissey married poet Carolyn Zonailo in 1995.
Poetry
is the soul's DNA, the memory of the human race. Poetry,
not prose, not history, not fiction or drama or short stories or religious
texts, but poetry is the expression of the collective unconscious. This DNA is the container and memory of everything humanity has done
or will do, the Akashic record of
everything that has happened in the past and will happen in the future; it does
not recognize divisions of time into past, present, and future. Poetry is the single collective
entity, the body of work, the distinct expression of the soul's DNA. Each poem
is a separate expression of some aspect of the soul, the archetypes, emotions, intellectual musings, shared by all people living,
to be born, and those that have died. It is both an expression of the Anima Mundi, the spirit of the world, and a
celebration of humanity.
I always assumed that everyone
had “big dreams” at some time in their life. Everyone dreams but most people don’t listen to their dreams,
they forget them as soon as they wake, or if the dream is remembered it is
either ignored or sloughed off. They don’t want to be disturbed by dreams, or
by re-visioning their life, or by becoming more conscious, or by the discomfort
of psychological insight. This is how poets think: they allow for the presence
of dreams as a form of communication from the unconscious, and the dream is
then listened to.
----------------
God communicates to people in
two ways: through angels and through our dreams. If you want to communicate
with God, or receive a message from God, then be open to your dreams. Dreams
coming from God are the “big dreams”, and we may have only a few of these
during our whole life. Dreams have some interest for poets and artists, dreams
are psychic collages juxtaposing images that one would probably never put
together. They are of interest in an aesthetic sense, as a curiosity, and
importantly for therapists as a door into the psyche of their client.
Discussing a dream is a way—an entrance, a door—into the psyche, it is a
catalyst for discussion. Surrealism as a movement grew out of Freud’s
positioning of dream interpretation as an important part of therapeutic work.
The Surrealists were more fascinated by the dream as an aesthetic event than by
its therapeutic value. Dreams, then, as life changing events, can be an
important aspect of how poets think; as well, dream imagery can be transformed
into a poem. ----------------
Two other minor examples of
poetic thinking: when I returned to live in the neighbourhood where I grew up,
I would regularly see people who I used to see in the streets when I was young.
They were not older versions of themselves, they were the same people that I
used to see, as though, over the intervening years, they had never changed. I no
longer see these people, they seem to have departed, where they have gone to I
don’t know, but I would often see them, just as they were so many years ago. A
second example: I have always believed that when we think of someone we used to
know, but have lost contact with them, and they suddenly come to mind, for no
reason at all, at that same moment they are thinking of us. For example,
sometimes we think of an old friend with whom we have lost contact and then,
only a few seconds later, the phone rings and it is the person we have been
thinking of. Synchronicity reminds us that there is some kind of cohesion and meaning in life if we can see it. ----------------
It is the essence of the
shamanic journey that what is perceived is not a product of the imagination but
is “real”. The important thing is the experience in which our awareness and
consciousness is not always subject to cause and effect. Dreams juxtapose
images that are usually not associated with each other. In essence, the dream is
a collage or a "cut-up" (see Brion Gysin). Dreams fascinate us when
they open the door of archetypal association. A door, for instance, allows us
to enter a room, but a "door" for William Blake is an image opening
our awareness and our perception of the symbolical world of the psyche. Almost
two hundred years later Jim Morrison resonated to Blake's perception and the
music of The Doors followed, music that is shamanic and archetypal. ----------------
Dreams, Tarot cards, Sabian
Symbols, the Aquarian Symbols, archetypal images, paintings by Odilon Redon,
Magritte, and others, photographs by Man Ray, all help open an entrance into
the deeper levels of the psyche. At this deeper level we become conscious of
people, we can explore events that were formerly left unconscious, and a narrative becomes available to the conscious mind. I
would include fairy tales and mythology as ways to access the
unconscious mind.
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Poetry deals with
the soul and soul making. Just about any subject can be transformed into
poetry, but a poet’s soul is needed for this transformation of the everyday
into poetry. The poet is the soul's alchemist. Poetry is transformation.
Dreams are another form of alchemy; they transform everyday reality into an expression of the psyche
or the soul, and these dreams can sometimes give us access into our own souls.
The months begin
and are like winter,
always longer than expected:
five months of winter, so you
long for it to end;
consider it
a time of rest and quiescence,
a time to turn inward:
add drawings to earth walls
white as fields--
grass brown in the cold,
and then disappearing beneath
more snow;
fields that are
austere,
the soul's condition
in winter.
The moon
cold and white
as earth,
it is also woman
round and open
unfolding secrets
of existence, repetition
of birth and death,
seasons, tides,
sunlight and moonlight,
planting crops,
bears hibernating
in caves, snakes
in a crevice,
deer's antlers
on the forests' floor:
this is the time
of silence, of
the soul's gestation--
at night
we see stars
moving in the sky.