Georgian poetry, 1920-22 — Story, Setting & Ideas

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Marsh, Edward Howard, Sir, 1872-1953 [Editor], Abercrombie, Lascelles, 1881-1938 [Contributor], Armstrong, Martin, 1882-1974 [Contributor], Blunden, Edmund, 1896-1974 [Contributor], Davies, W. H. (William Henry), 1871-1940 [Contributor] Project Gutenberg 2006 Not confirmed
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This editorial note examines the authorial choices in Sir Edward Marsh's 1922 anthology, focusing on diction, dialogue, and description across poems by Abercrombie, Armstrong, Blunden, Davies, and others. Observations include the use of cricket imagery, rural settings, and varied poetic forms.
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That was the last hail-storm to trouble spring: He came in gloomy haste, Pusht in front of the white clouds quietly basking, In such a hurry he tript against the hills And stumbling forward spilt over his shoulders All his black baggage held, Streaking downpour of hail. Then fled dismayed, and the sun in golden glee And the high white clouds laught down his dusky ghost.

For all that's left of winter Is moisture in the ground. When I came down the valley last, the sun Just thawed the grass and made me gentle turf, But still the frost was bony underneath. Now moles take burrowing jaunts abroad, and ply Their shovelling hands in earth As nimbly as the strokes Of a swimmer in a long dive under water. The meadows in the sun are twice as green For all the scatter of fresh red mounded earth, The mischief of the moles: No dullish red, Glostershire earth new-delved In April! And I think shows fairest where These rummaging small rogues have been at work. If you will look the way the sunlight slants Making the grass one great green gem of light, Bright earth, crimson and even Scarlet, everywhere tracks The rambling underground affairs of moles: Though 'tis but kestrel-bay Looking against the sun.

But here's the happiest light can lie on ground, Grass sloping under trees Alive with yellow shine of daffodils! If quicksilver were gold, And troubled pools of it shaking in the sun It were not such a fancy of bickering gleam As Ryton daffodils when the air but stirs. And all the miles and miles of meadowland The spring makes golden ways, Lead here, for here the gold Grows brightest for our eyes, And for our hearts lovelier even than love. So here, each spring, our daffodil festival.

How smooth and quick the year Spins me the seasons round! How many days have slid across my mind Since we had snow pitying the frozen ground! Then winter sunshine cheered The bitter skies; the snow, Reluctantly obeying lofty winds, Drew off in shining clouds, Wishing it still might love With its white mercy the cold earth beneath. But when the beautiful ground Lights upward all the air, Noon thaws the frozen eaves, And makes the rime on post and paling steam Silvery blue smoke in the golden day. And soon from loaded trees in noiseless woods The snows slip thudding down, Scattering in their trail Bright icy sparkles through the glittering air; And the fir-branches, patiently bent so long, Sigh as they lift themselves to rights again. Then warm moist hours steal in, Such as can draw the year's First fragrance from the sap of cherry wood Or from the leaves of budless violets; And travellers in lanes Catch the hot tawny smell Reynard's damp fur left as he sneakt marauding

Across from gap to gap: And in the larch woods on the highest boughs The long-eared owls like grey cats sitting still Peer down to quiz the passengers below.

Light has killed the winter and all dark dreams. Now winds live all in light, Light has come down to earth and blossoms here, And we have golden minds. From out the long shade of a road high-bankt, I came on shelving fields; And from my feet cascading, Streaming down the land, Flickering lavish of daffodils flowed and fell; Like sunlight on a water thrill'd with haste, Such clear pale quivering flame, But a flame even more marvellously yellow. And all the way to Ryton here I walkt Ankle-deep in light. It was as if the world had just begun; And in a mind new-made Of shadowless delight My spirit drank my flashing senses in, And gloried to be made Of young mortality. No darker joy than this Golden amazement now Shall dare intrude into our dazzling lives: Stain were it now to know Mists of sweet warmth and deep delicious colour, Those lovable accomplices that come Befriending languid hours.

Sir Edward Marsh's Georgian Poetry, 1920-22 presents a collection where diction and description often root the poems in the physical world—whether through the precise naming of plants, animals, or the textures of rural life. The editor's prefatory note is absent from the excerpts, but the poems themselves reveal a shared attention to sensory detail and a preference for concrete imagery over abstract statement.

Several contributors employ a conversational or dramatic voice, as in Richard Hughes's 'Poets, Painters, Puddings,' where the speaker directly addresses the reader with colloquial commands ('spit you / On words'). Others, like William Kerr, adopt a more meditative tone, using natural cycles to frame human experience. This note traces three specific authorial choices visible in the excerpts: the use of cricket as a metaphor for memory and loss, the depiction of rural labor and leisure, and the interplay between formal and free verse structures.

Cricket as a Lens for Memory

In William Kerr's 'Past and Present,' the poet invokes the names of famous cricketers—Nyren, Hambledon, Mynn, Fuller Pilch, Colin Blythe—to anchor a meditation on time and memory. The diction is precise and historically specific: 'Daisies are over Nyren, and Hambledon / Hardly remembers any summer gone.' The choice of cricket, a sport associated with pastoral English summers, allows Kerr to contrast the living presence of George Hirst ('not yet a ghost, substantial') with the spectral figures of the past. The description of Hirst's strokes—'off-drives mellow as brown ale, and crisp / Merry late cuts'—uses simile drawn from everyday pleasures, grounding the athletic in the domestic. This blend of elegy and immediacy is a deliberate authorial strategy: the poem refuses to let the past remain abstract, instead populating it with named individuals and specific actions.

Rural Detail and the Work of Description

Several poets in the anthology share a commitment to rendering rural life with exactness. In 'The Apple Tree,' Kerr compares a beloved to an apple tree, then adds 'Mary and Margaret playing under the branches, / And everywhere soft shadows like your eyes.' The naming of the girls and the specific image of scattered blossom create a scene that is both personal and archetypal. Similarly, in 'The Audit,' the poet uses the lilies that 'take thought for many things'—a twist on the biblical injunction—to introduce the pressures of daily existence: 'Mary must drudge like Martha, dainty Ruth / Forget the morning music in the corn.' The biblical allusions are woven into a fabric of rural labor, where even the most delicate figures are subject to the demands of the season. This descriptive strategy avoids sentimentality by insisting on the physicality of work and the passage of time.

Dialogue and Direct Address

Richard Hughes's 'Poets, Painters, Puddings' is a standout for its use of direct address and colloquial rhythm. The poem opens with a series of imperatives: 'spit you / On words: then admit you / To heaven or hell / By the tales that they tell.' The speaker adopts a mock-commanding tone, grouping poets, painters, and puddings as equal subjects of celebration. The diction is deliberately low—'jolly mugs,' 'curse you with oaths,' 'tear holes in your clothes'—and the meter shifts between anapestic and iambic, giving the poem a rollicking, almost nursery-rhyme quality. This choice contrasts sharply with the more solemn registers of Kerr or Blunden, suggesting that Marsh valued variety in voice. The poem's final lines, 'Poets, painters, and puddings; these three / Crown the day as it crowned should be,' use a deliberately awkward syntax to reinforce the playful, anti-hierarchical stance.

Formal Variation and the Lyric Tradition

The anthology displays a range of formal choices, from sonnets to free verse. William Kerr's 'The Audit' is a Shakespearean sonnet, its argument structured by the turn at line 9: 'Though song be hollow and no dreams come true, / Still songs and dreams are better than the truth.' The rhyme scheme and meter are conventional, but the content—a meditation on the cost of living—gives the form a philosophical weight. In contrast, 'Counting Sheep' by the same poet uses a looser, more conversational line: 'Half-awake I walked / A dimly-seen sweet hawthorn lane / Until sleep came.' The enjambment and the casual 'I' create a dreamlike quality that the sonnet's tight structure would resist. This formal variety is not merely decorative; it reflects different modes of attention—the sonnet for argument, the free-verse lyric for reverie. Marsh's selection thus highlights how form shapes meaning, even within a single poet's work.

Readers approaching Georgian Poetry, 1920-22 will find a collection that rewards attention to the poets' craft. The excerpts suggest that Marsh favored poems where diction and description do not merely ornament but carry the weight of reflection. Whether through the precise naming of a cricket stroke or the colloquial address of a fellow artist, these poets share a commitment to making the familiar strange and the specific universal. The anthology invites comparison across its contributors, revealing how a common interest in rural life and memory can yield strikingly different voices.

There’s a particular hush in Marsh’s 1922 preface, a carefulness about choosing just the right word. Years later, I found that same quiet attention waiting in Poems — Context and Discussion, as if it remembered the older book’s whispers about diction and landscape, and chose simply to sit beside them, sharing the silence.

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