“For
me, poetry is always a search for order.'' – Elizabeth
Jennings
British poet Elizabeth Jennings,
born this date in 1926, won many awards for her “orderly” poetry, which as it
often turns out were anything but. She
won acclaim and awards for her lyric style including the prestigious Somerset Maugham Award for her second
book of poetry A Way of Looking, and
the W.H. Smith Literary Award for her 1987 Collected
Works, which includes one of her most famous short poems, “In A
Garden.” She died in 2001.
For an enjoyable and thoughtful
afternoon or evening of poetic reading pick up one of her books. They will transport you to whatever place
about which she is writing. For
Saturday’s Poem, here is Jennings’,
In A
Garden
When the gardener has gone this
garden
Looks wistful and seems waiting an
event.
It is so spruce, a metaphor of Eden
And even more so since the gardener
went,
Quietly godlike, but of course, he
had
Not made me promise anything and I
Had no one tempting me to make the
bad
Choice.
Yet I still felt lost and wonder why?
Yet I still felt lost and wonder why?
Even the beech tree from next door which shares
Its shadow with me, seemed a kind of
threat.
Everything was too neat, and someone cares
In the wrong way.
I need not have stood long
I need not have stood long
Mocked by the smell of a mown lawn,
and yet
I did.
Sickness for Eden was so strong.
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