Poem #300 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie.
Back to Bachelard and me – Introduction
he desired a theodolite
a tacheometer
to measure
and keep up
with shifting ground
surveyor of the heart
estimate
the distance from here
to happiness
is it near
is it far
is the happy space enclosed
like a battle-axe piece
of feeling
lost in a sea
of empty acreage
he wanted
a personal alidade
to figure
all the angles
maybe
the sweet spot for his life
was as close as
just ninety degrees
away
© Frank Prem 2018
Bachelard and me Poem #301: for the unsuspecting
Dear friends and visitors,
The idea that my reading of one man’s work (Gaston Bachelard) could inspire in me such a depth and breadth of creative and imaginative work I find staggering. I have not experienced anything quite like it previously.
To date, I have not finished my reading of Bachelard and his translated works and am still writing poems inspired by provoked contemplation, but I will indulge myself with a few observations.
I began reading Bachelard (On Poetic Imagination and Reverie) in November 2016. Since that time (a smidgen over a year and a half), I have posted 300 poems here on the blog.
A quick count shows that I have some 400+ additional poems written.
I have also assembled 200+ poems in my Seventeen Syllable format, which have not yet seen light of day.
Wow.
It isn’t quite clear to me what direction I should take with this work in the future, nor whether 300 poems is enough to post here and perhaps to post many more risks becoming tedious.
Probably, I’ll carry on posting them because it seems to me that the ideas demand to be read as well as written. We shall see.
In the meantime, thank you to everyone who takes a moment to read these efforts of mine to interpret and translate the work of a very fine French philosopher.
I appreciate you,
Frank
Thanks, Frank. We appreciate you, too. Fine imagery in this one
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Cheers, Derrick.
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Nice effort, you must have a back log as big as mine!
I remember when I read your 150th, I wondered if the figure was more daunting than coming up with the content. Now here you are with 300 published.
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many thanks. The figure is actually incidental. When I started reading Bachelrd I couldn’t go more than a line or two without needing to put the book down and go write the idea that had popped into my head.
Very strange and I don’t expect to encounter such a thing again, but quite wonderful to experience.
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It’s good when you find things that do that for you. Even better when you can look back and see the inspiration something gave you and be proud of it.
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It sure is. 🙂
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I’ll have the champers on ice for when you get to 600!
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The lure of alcohol … Ok.
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