Edward Lear was just a little bit insane, as many painter-poets seem to be (Lewis Carroll, anyone? Dr. Seuss?). Lit theorists point out that he was an “absurdist” partially in self-defense; his father was sent to debtor’s prison when he was only thirteen, and he was forced after that to get a job to support himself. His paintings begin to sell well by the time he was fifteen, and he was saved financially, but at the price of drastically altering his life.
Maybe it was because Victorian society was so rigid that Lear continued in his quest for silliness, maybe because his first book was published for the grandchildren of his patron, or perhaps it was because he was making up for having to grow up against his will… no one can say. Still, despite the fact that many of Lear’s poems are judged to be for children, and The Owl and the Pussycat is smilingly referred to as “light verse,” there always seems to be a couplet or two that makes sense. A little. You just have to squint and tilt your head sideways…
Cold Are the Crabs That Crawl On Yonder Hills
Cold are the crabs that crawl on yonder hills
Colder the cucumbers that grow beneath,
And colder still the brazen chops that wreathe
The tedious gloom of philosophic pills!
For when the tardy gloom of nectar fills
The ample bowls of demons and of men,
There lurks the feeble mouse, the homely hen,
And there the porcupine with all her quills.
Yet much remains — to weave a solemn strain
That lingering sadly — slowly dies away,
Daily departing with departing day.
A pea green gamut on a distant plain
Where wily walrusses in congress meet–
Such such is life–
– Edward Lear, from Teapots and Quails,
Davidson and Hofer © 1953, p. 63.
This poem was published posthumously, so we can only assume that brazen has, in this context, its original meaning, that of “made of brass,” and that chops are jaws. That still doesn’t make much sense of the poem; my only amusement is in agreeing that a.) crabs and cucumbers are cold, and b.) “such such is life.” It’s a little anti-climactic — and fatalistic, but true.
This one amused me, since it seems to be about politics:
When “Grand Old Men” Persist in Folly
When “Grand old men” persist in folly
In slaughtering men and chopping trees,
What art can soothe the melancholy
Of those whom futile “statesmen” teaze?
The only way their wrath to cover
To let mankind know who’s to blame-o–
Is first to rush by train to Dover
And then straight onward to Sanremo.
— from The Complete Nonsense Book,
edited by Lady Strachey © 1912, p. 428.
Politics bites; go on vacation. I can get behind that.
I wonder how many ministers found this one un amusing:
It Is A Virtue In Ingenuous Youth
It is a virtue in ingenuous youth,
To leave off lying and return to truth,
For well it’s known that all religious morals
Are caused by Bass’s Ale and South Atlantic Corals.
— from The Complete Nonsense Book,
edited by Lady Strachey, © 1912, p. 428.
So… exactly what is the “truth,” here?
Poetry Friday today is hosted over at Holly’s Brimstone Soup. Those of you who are poetically inclined are also invited to check out the Winter Blog Blast Tour and peruse author interviews with the funny and talented Nebula-finalist Elizabeth Wein Gatland, the affable author-illustrator D.M. Cornish, the inestimable Tobin Anderson, aka M.T., and YA newcomer and awesome stay-at-home Dad, Dave Anderson. There are tons more interviews with brilliant, funny, self-deprecating on tap for today. Consider:
An intense interview with Mayra Lazara Dole @ Chasing Ray
The file of things other people think Francis O’Roark Dowell should write @ Fuse Number 8 @ SLJ,
The Lear-esque poet, J. Patrick Lewis @ Writing and Ruminating
Your spinach laden teeth, with Wendy Mass @ Hip Writer Mama
A travel imagination with Lisa Ann Sandell @ Bildungsroman
Shopping, fear, breast-feeding, anxiety, & phone sex– or not — with Caroline Hickey/Sara Lewis Holmes @ Mother Reader
Chat with dog-loving, non-pirate A.S. King @ Bookshelves of Doom, and
visit the superbly gifted Emily Wing Smith at Interactive Reader
And don’t be afraid that if you don’t read these interviews this minute, they’ll vanish. Chasing Ray is keeping all the links right here.