A Poet's Blog: Roger N.Taber shares his thoughts & poems...

Thoughts and observations by English poet Roger N. Taber, a retired librarian and poet-novelist.- "Ethnicity, Religion, Gender, Sexuality ... these are but parts of a whole. It is the whole that counts." RNT [NB While I have no wish to create a social network, I will always reply to critical emails about my poetry. Contact: rogertab@aol.com].

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Sadly, a bad fall in 2012 has left me with a mobility problem, and being diagnosed with prostate cancer the same year hasn't helped, but I get out and about with my trusty walking stick as much as I can, take each day as it comes and try to keep looking on the bright(er) side of life. Many of my poems reflect the need to nurture a positive-thinking mindset whatever life throws at us.

Friday, 26 April 2013

Shades of Hamlet OR Undertow

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Update: (April 23 2016) William Shakespeare - The Bard - died 400 years ago today yet his plays and poetry live on; they are timeless if only because they embrace not only the human condition apropos the individual, but also its universality.

William Shakespeare

As well as wonderful poetry and great entertainment, Shakespeare’s plays positively buzz with philosophy.

Yes, ‘The play’s the thing!’ the Bard has Hamlet say. So what ‘thing’ is that then? To ‘catch the conscience of a king’, yes, but what else…?

If life is a play and we but players in it, perhaps Shakespeare hits closer to home when he has Macbeth cry: ‘…Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player/ that struts and frets his hour upon the stage/ and then is heard no more; it is a tale/ told by an idiot, full of sound and fury/ signifying nothing.’

William Faulkner takes up the same theme in The Sound and the Fury that has to be one of the great novels of the 20th century.

As for the rest of us, only a select few are likely to leave giant footprints, but when it comes to developing a sense of direction and purpose in life, there’s nothing to stop us at least trying to be guided by them…is there?  As for being male or female, gay, straight, bisexual or transgender, as I make the point so often in my gay-interest blog...our differences do not make us different, only human.

SHADES OF HAMLET or UNDERTOW

Time, time! A shifting, sifting play
on love and death - warring, scoring,
giving and partly giving;
urges better things, tugs at lesser
strengths, all finer struggle
caught in undertow

Now, sun in the water dazzles me
splendid heavens. Dove circling saintly
dives on a crumb;
willows weeping for each star fallen,
ebb tide grieves
me home

Home, home! A shifting, sifting play
on love and death - warring, scoring,
giving and partly giving;
urges us to better things, tugs at lesser
strengths, all finer struggle
caught in undertow

Copyright R. N. Taber 2000; 2012

[Note: A slightly different version of this poem appears in Love and Human Remains by R. N. Taber, Assembly Books, 2000;  revised ed. in e-format in preparation].

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