Rushed Affection
You are a blood red rose,
A deep and opaque one.
Me I thought you chose.
Now the severance done.
You are a blinding Daisy,
My green and shining light,
And I unfortunate Gatsby,
With light pulled out of sight.
You are a song-filled siren,
Singing notes of bliss.
Jumped, I went a-diving,
Down deep, to find your kiss.
You are a gilded apple
That looks and tastes of gold
But makes my stomach grapple
And my sinking image cold.
I am the tragic fool
To haste forth like the bull
Into a rushed affection,
To drown in that same pool.
Steinbeck and poetry linked to Jung, myth, consciousness and modernism is fascinating to consider.
Makes me think of Joseph Campbell, and that Steinbeck knew him, and Steinbeck friend, Edward Ricketts knew Joseph Campbell and this links to myth. All 3 of them are fascinating to consider.
Steinbeick friend, Edward Ricketts evaluated poetry linked to Robinson Jeffers.
I think that Steinbeck and Ricketts discussed poetry with each other.
Not certain, but Steinbeck may have attempted to assist Ricketts in trying to publish poetry essay.
I think that people that want to be poets become writers urged by friends, in order to earn money?
I heard that Henry David Thoreau, who wrote a lot of poetry, was urged to change to writing.
I think that John Muir liked to write poetry was pushed into writing, not unlike Thoreau.
I wonder if both Steinbeck and Ricketts changed to writing but who may have wanted to be poets?
Was any of Steinbeck poetry about nature and include nature?
I am curious if Steinbeck and Ricketts were influenced by poets and writers such as Thoreau, Ralph Waldo Emerson, Walt Whitman, John Muir.
Do any women poets or minority poets influence Steinbeck and Ricketts?
Lots of questions, not all needing to be answered, but used as a way to think about Steinbeck?
Peace, ‘Roy’