First Poetry Reading Response

Writer's Response to Bob Dylan's "A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall" (1963)

In this poem Dylan uses a variety of methods and techniques to craft his poem. The most obvious is the onslaught of imagery in every verse. Most interesting to me was the ambiguous symbolism of the imagery and the opposite images that are juxtaposed. The examples are everywhere: "...a highway of diamonds with nobody on it" (Stanza 2, Line 4), "ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken" (Stanza 2, Line 8), "Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin',--Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter,-- Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley," (Stanza 3, Lines 7-9). These juxtaposed opposites are used to create a tone of confusion and backwardness, of gloom and pessimism.
Also, the images are all of metaphorical things, not concrete realities, which gives the piece a mythical and rustic feel. Also, not being direct or obvious gives the poem more weight, and adds ambiguity, which in turn feeds the lost feeling the poem exhibits. There are a few places where the imagery seems more political and current ("I met a white man who walked a black dog" Stanza 4, Line 4) but even these could be read in different ways. That line in particular becomes complex when compared to the other lines depicting white or black colors. Another element I thought was interesting was the use of an answer and call between father and son, which contributes to the mythical feel and made me think of odyssey's.
These techniques (a mythical feel, juxtaposed opposites, ambiguity) all create the tone of confusion, doubt, weariness, etc. but also convey the content of the poem. They tell of a man's journey in which he discovers a world of opposites, illusions, and hypocrisy. This leads me to my final point and what I found to be the most interesting thing about the piece. The man comes back to his father after an apparently long, odyssey-like trip in which it seems he saw the world for the first time. And what does he find? He finds a backwards, unjust, and failed world on the brink of "a hard rain". However, instead of preparing for this black future and, weary from a long journey stay out of the rain, he does the opposite. He battles backwardness with forwardness, inaction with action, confusion with purpose, and hopelessness with hope. He decides to go back out and see what he can change before it is too late. In my favorite metaphor of the piece the traveling man is going, "Where the executioner's face is always well hidden," (Stanza 5, Line 8) apparently to take on those responsible for the injustices but who remain hidden and secure. The tone of the poem then takes a dramatic shift in the final stanza and completes the idea of using opposites. In that way its almost like he is writing in a meter of concepts. In individual lines: contrasting images. In format: father calling to son, and son responding. And finally the entire poem with the shift in tone and content. Even the last stanza is longer, which could be viewed as a substitution from the earlier format, and which would provide emphsize on the change from weariness to ambition (fittingly). All in all, Dylan's "A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall" uses vivid contrasting images to craft the tone, a mythic quality to inhance importance and push it past the confines of a topical song, and a tone/content shift to convey his message of hope and purpose amid despair and disillusion.

I might be lost from sight and sound,
Unbound from time from law from fate,
Too hard to find for owl or hound,
But even now I contemplate,
If I'm asleep or I'm awake
And if it even matters either way.

All That Really by Joe Wenderoth

Check out the audio for this poem. It really grabbed my attention immediately. I thought the sonic choices really enhanced the frightening tone of the poem. These sonic choices were using a child to read the poem (which gave it an eerie feel because of his innocent tone and struggle to read the words) and the echoing reverb. I actually had a little difficulty discerning all the words, but I think it was good nevertheless. You almost didn't need too.

Idealized Memories

A place that will never be dark,
Or cold,
Because time will not allow it.
Time has allowed only the sunshine to reveal itself,
Now and again,
When my mind strays fleetingly its way.

A garden that lay victim to my chubby brown fingers,
Strawberries, tomatoes, parsley,
And a smell,
A smell that I catch faintly,
Many many miles away,
Bringing me instantly back there,
A smell like a bright yellow ray of sun,
Colored clumsily in crayon,
On crinkled white paper,
Held by a magnet on a refrigerator.
Sounds like echoes now,
Only faint whispers of birds or laughter,
Or the inaudible dance of the trees roots,
Beneath the Sierra Nevada.
The feel of the ocean,
Though its breath is far off,
But its presence undeniable in everything.

A place idealized by time and innocence,
A place I never wish to visit again,
For fear of the reality I might find.

The Loudest Silence in Michigan

The loudest silence in Michigan,
Is audible,
Audible as ephemeral echoes,
Reverberations amplified by black and white photos,
Faded and yet lively,
Full of life,
Like a pair of old eyes recalling some golden dream.

Images of incredulity,
Disbelief,
As if from the Black Forest,
With its arboreal characters of Grimm.

But these images deceive the disbelievers,
For they speak truth,
And the relic ruins,
The bittersweet vestiges of that time,
Intermingled with the modern impersonations,
Along with the photos,
And the now-sorrowful stories,
Known only to the gray,
The doddering,
The liver-spots,
Whisper this loudest of silences.

The deafening silence of a wasted city,
A defiled masterpiece,
A forgotten lion rotting alone in desolation,
Under the blazing sun,
Plagued by disease,
Picked at by the vultures,
But too weary to shake them off.