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The Power of a Poem

By L.L. Barkat 13 Comments

Road on a stormy day - The Power of Poetry
In 1695, Joseph Addison secured political patronage and a diplomatic travel mission by doing none other than penning a poem with the simple title, “A Poem to His Majesty.” Addison dedicated it to a prominent Whig politician—John Somers—and thus won a step up in politics.

Fast-forward to the 21st Century and, if Facebook privacy settings allowed, you would see what I saw: a prom invitation to a young woman: “The prom is dumb. Come with me. We’ll have fun.” How could she resist, she typed coyly, and the date was apparently set.

Because poetry carries intent, especially when gifted from person to person, the power of a poem can be surprising indeed. While it may eventually have broader appeal and provoke diverse interpretations (though perhaps not in the case of our Facebook poem), its effect on the individual can change the course of a relationship, even the trajectory of a life.

Such is the case, according to Matthew Hollis, with one of the most famous American poems: “The Road Not Taken.” Within this single poem is a whole relationship, and the way that relationship unfolded for Edward Thomas and Robert Frost.

Now All Roads Lead to France: A Life of Edward Thomas uncovers the secrets of Frost’s poem, through what at first appears to be a straightforward biography of Thomas but turns out to be an extended reflection on poetry and this poem in particular.

Edward Thomas (1878-1917) scraped out a living for himself and his family as a prolific reviewer, essayist, and literary jack-of-all-trades. A contemporary of Eliot, Pound, Brooke, and Owen, Thomas was himself a poet at heart. Robert Frost knew this early on and encouraged his friend’s latent ambition much as Thomas promoted Frost’s professional success. Frost would later say Thomas was “the only brother I ever had.”

And it is brotherhood at play in Frost’s The Road Not Taken—the kind that pokes a little, laughs a little, hopes a lot. But Thomas did not fully understand: he thought Frost was urging him to serve in World War I. As brothers sometimes will, Thomas could not stand the tease and felt he must prove himself in the face of it.

The poem’s power issued from its image of two roads diverging. Many a day and evening, Thomas and Frost had walked the lanes of England. Frost knew how Thomas struggled to choose a way. It was a gentle joke now, tucked into the lines, “Though as for that the passing there / Had worn them really about the same, / And both that morning equally lay / In leaves no step had trodden back.” In other words, neither road really had “perhaps the better claim.”

Edward Thomas enlisted.

He had long suffered from severe depression, and who knows if his inability to settle, in myriad ways, had anything to do with this condition. At various times, he had searched for a savior—not the moral kind, but someone or something that would give him volition and clarity of mind. Nothing ever came. The closest was this decision to prove himself to Frost (and thus, perhaps, to his own self) by going to war. Once enlisted, he pushed the issue further by volunteering to move to the front lines; in a 64-line poem that Hollis understands as an answer to “The Road Not Taken, ” Thomas penned these words:

Now all roads lead to France
And heavy is the tread
Of the living; but the dead
Returning lightly dance:

Whatever the road bring
To me or take from me,
They keep me company

With their pattering,
Crowding the solitude
Of the loops over the downs,
Hushing the roar of towns
And their brief multitude.

The poem features its own form of brotherhood—the dead lightly dancing, keeping Thomas company, hushing the roar perhaps of his own ruminations and despair. Beyond that, there is the assent: all roads take us where we truly want to go; none has the better claim. It could be seen as a deterministic “Yes” to Frost. “Yes, it matters not which road I take in the wood. Now all roads lead to France.”

Whether Frost himself adhered to such determinism is up for discussion (and Hollis does not discuss it). But Thomas understood Frost’s poem that way, and was embracing the American poet in brotherly love by speaking the language they ultimately shared as one man to another, one poet to another—the powerful language of poems.

Photo by Mike Beales,  Creative Commons license via Flickr. Essay by L.L. Barkat,  author of Rumors of Water: Thoughts on Creativity & Writing and The Novelist. This post was originally published at Books & Culture.

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L.L. Barkat is the Managing Editor of Tweetspeak Poetry and the author of six books for grown-ups and four for children, including the popular Rumors of Water: Thoughts on Creativity & Writing. She has also served as a writer for The Huffington Post blog and is a freelance writer for Edutopia. Her poetry has appeared on NPR and at VQR and The Best American Poetry. Connect with her on LinkedIn.
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L.L. Barkat is the Managing Editor of Tweetspeak Poetry and the author of six books for grown-ups and four for children, including the popular Rumors of Water: Thoughts on Creativity & Writing. She has also served as a writer for The Huffington Post blog and is a freelance writer for Edutopia. Her poetry has appeared on NPR and at VQR and The Best American Poetry. Connect with her on LinkedIn.

Comments

  1. B. R. says

    September 30, 2016 at 11:44 am

    “Because poetry carries intent, especially when gifted from person to person, the power of a poem can be surprising indeed.”

    Well said. I think that’s true for both the receiver and the giver. The first time I felt stirred to write a poem was in response to a tragedy a dear friend was enduring. I wanted to say something more than, “Sorry for your loss.” I didn’t know how to write poetry, but wanted to find some way to communicate how much I truly cared about her, and acknowledge what she was walking through. A poem ended up being the best way I could find to extend my hand to her.

    Reply
    • L.L. Barkat says

      September 30, 2016 at 3:19 pm

      This reminds me of a line from a Neruda poem. “Because I don’t know how to answer.”

      It’s like giving music, in a way.

      Reply
      • B.R. says

        September 30, 2016 at 5:06 pm

        Yes.

        Reply
        • Sandra Heska King says

          October 1, 2016 at 11:13 am

          Hi, B.R.

          I don’t think I’ve seen you here before. Welcome! If you’ve been here, and I’ve missed you… Welcome back. 😀

          Reply
      • Sandra Heska King says

        October 1, 2016 at 11:11 am

        “Like giving music.” Yes.

        Reply
  2. SimplyDarlene says

    September 30, 2016 at 12:14 pm

    And the prom might have gone untrodden had it not been for poetry’s saving grace.

    Reply
    • B.R. says

      September 30, 2016 at 12:16 pm

      Ha! 🙂

      Reply
    • L.L. Barkat says

      September 30, 2016 at 3:20 pm

      The power of a funny poem! 🙂

      Reply
  3. Matthew Kreider says

    October 1, 2016 at 11:17 pm

    Poetry is a great way to travel. A great way to explore. And a lovely way to keep in touch.

    Reply
    • Elizabeth Marshall says

      October 11, 2016 at 2:08 pm

      Well said Mathew. Indeed.

      Reply
  4. Elizabeth Marshall says

    October 11, 2016 at 2:03 pm

    Oh poetry, you are the bus, the driver, the passenger and the fare. And today, for me, you are my bus. Thanks for the ride. To here and from here. Missing all my Tweetspeak people. Hello, all.

    Reply
    • Bethany R. says

      October 11, 2016 at 2:07 pm

      The bus, yes! Hope you have a smooth ride and window view, Elizabeth! 🙂

      Reply
    • L.L. Barkat says

      October 11, 2016 at 2:25 pm

      We’re here, still reading and writing poems, quietly sitting next to you 🙂

      Reply

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