“For
me, poetry is always a search for order.” – Elizabeth
Jennings
Born on July 18, 1926, Jennings was
considered a “poetic traditionalist” and also one of Great Britain’s most
beloved practitioners of the poetic arts.
Jennings (who died in 2001) started
writing in her mid-20s after graduating from Queen Anne’s College. She was published in such major journals as Oxford
Poetry, New English Weekly, The Spectator and Poetry
Review before her first book, simply titled Poems, came out in 1953.
That won her the Arts Council of Great Britain’s award for “Best First
Book of Poetry.”
Not one to rest on her laurels, she
followed with A Way of Looking, winner of the prestigious Somerset
Maugham Award, given to leading writers under age 35. Known for her lyric poetry and mastery of
form, Jennings said of her writing technique, “It’s simple. I write fast and revise very little.” For Saturday’s Poem, here is Jennings’
Delay
The radiance of the star that leans on me
Was shining years ago. The light that now
Glitters up there my eyes may never see,
And so the time lag teases me with how
Love that loves now may not reach me until
Its first desire is spent. The star's impulse
Must wait for eyes to claim it beautiful
And love arrived may find us somewhere else.
The radiance of the star that leans on me
Was shining years ago. The light that now
Glitters up there my eyes may never see,
And so the time lag teases me with how
Love that loves now may not reach me until
Its first desire is spent. The star's impulse
Must wait for eyes to claim it beautiful
And love arrived may find us somewhere else.
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