popejohnpaulii2005The album Amore Infinite by the Spanish tenor Placido Domingo was released earlier this week. It is a collection of songs about nature, the power of love, freedom, and even motherhood. However this is no ordinary album for each and every song was inspired by the poetry of the late Pope John Paul II.

Originally, Placido Domingo and his son Placido Domingo Jr. had composed songs based on the Polish Pope’s religious poetry filled with the trappings of Catholicism. The opera singer then realised this might not spread the richness of the poetry as far as it could go and decided to make the songs more universal.

“I said, ‘This is fine, this is beautiful. … Maybe one day we should record this,’” he said in an interview. “But … this pope has been very much loved and admired by everybody, so there should exist other songs. So we found all this new material, so we found a lot of different themes.”

Karol Wojtyla, who became Pope John Paul II in 1978, went on to be celebrated as the second longest serving pontificate in the history of the Vatican. In 1981 he barely survived an assassination attempt when the Turkish gunman Mehmet Ali Ağca opened fire on him during a parade in St. Peter’s Square.

Placido Domingo is a great admirer of the late Pope’s work which included a variety of published poems, plays and philosophical essays. Shortly before Wojtyla’s death in 2005, the tenor met with him and was thanked by the pontiff for previous operatic performances.

“When he was thanking me, I said, ‘Holiness, I know that you have wrote a lot more poems, so I would like it very much that we would put music to some of them, and record them,’” the Spanish great said. “He told me, ‘Oh, that would be wonderful,’ so in a way, he approve it.”

Domingo and his son believe the album Amore Infinite showcases the great humanity of Pope John Paul II during his long life time. Domingo Jr. worked on the CD which features well-known classical singing talents such as Andrea Bocelli, Josh Groban, Vanessa Williams and Katherine Jenkins.

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manilametroPoetry has been arriving via the metro in the highly polluted Manila megalopolis of the Philippine capital. Passengers on the Manila railway have been reading the verses of Pablo Neruda, Luis Cernuda, Lope de Vega and San Juan de la Cruz whilst travelling, thanks to a campaign to promote reading.

The campaign was started by the Cervantes Institute and the Spanish Embassy.

‘How swift the street seen all at once, the car mirrors multiplied by the sun, how filthy the air: and this was the world?’ is a translated verse by the Chilean poet Gonzalo Rojas, one of many to be pasted on the side of the trains. The campaign covers the 17 kilometres and 13 stations between Pasay and Quezon.

‘If we can reach one percent of the half million commuters that ride this line every day, we’ll be happy,’ said Jose Rodriguez, director of the Cervantes in Manila. According to official date, the most popular books in the Philippines are the Bible and romance novels. Twenty-two percent of adults say they read at least once a week.

The metro has donated this space, for which it normally charges 300,000 pesos ($6155) a day, to display poems in English and Spanish written by 15 Spanish, Latin American and Filipino poets, from independence leader Jose Rizal to Jaime Gil de Biedma and Luis Garcia Montero.

‘Berso sa Metro’, the name of the campaign in the Tagalog language of the Philippines, has met with wild acclaim from the nation’s bloggers. ‘Tu Risa’ (Your Laughter) by Pablo Neruda and ‘Tu Justificas Mi Existencia’ (You Justify My Existence) by Luis Cernuda being the most popular.

‘I tried to reflect on what the poets inspired in me and at the same time create attractive designs to get the attention of passengers who are always in a hurry,’ said Filipino Nikkorlai Tapan, the campaign’s art director.

New York and Madrid were some of the first cities to experiment with the poetry trains and its expected more cities will follow suit.

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depressionScientists at the University of California have discovered that the act of writing poetry has a soothing psychological effect. The very action of composing verse is said to help the brain regulate emotion as well as decrease the feelings of fear, nervousness and sadness. This is due to the it inhibition of parts of the brain linked to emotional turmoil, and increases activity in the region to do with self-control.

Dr Matthew Lieberman of the above mentioned university stated:

“It seems to regulate our distress. I don’t think that people sit down in order to regulate their emotions but there is a benefit,”

Lieberman and his colleagues studied the brains of 30 individuals whilst they were in the process of describing distressing situations. He found that the act of writing poetry tended to reduce activity in the amygdala, a part of the brain connected with emotion and fear and increased activity in the pre-frontal cortex, the mind’s regulator.

This points to an already widely accepted view that by writing down their emotions, people can decrease the reaction to negative feelings and thoughts.

“If you ask people then they don’t think that it serves an emotion regulation but when you look at the brain that looks like what is going on,” he added. “The more frontal activity we see, the less amydala response. There seems to be a see-saw affect…”

Apparently it matters little the skill level of the writer and is even more effective when the poem is kept as simple as possible. Bringing in too much emotional baggage into a piece of writing can cancel out the positive effects.

“I think it could play a role in why many people write diaries or write bad lyrics to songs – the kind that should never be played on the radio.”

It’s hoped after further research and testing that it can somehow be implemented in new special therapies in order to help ease social fears and phobias in patients.

The study and the resulting data were presented at the American Association for the Advancement of Science in a lecture entitled Putting Feelings Into Words (Link is to a pdf document).

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toiletsignA recent Japanese study suggests that poetry in public toilets can cut down the amount of paper wastage by 20%. The Japan Toilet Labo, which released it’s findings earlier in the year, say that a stanza or two of interesting conservation-themed verse could go a long way to saving the environment.

“We asked ourselves what we could do for the environment in the toilet?” said Ryusuke Nagahara of the Japan Toilet Labo. “The answer is to save toilet paper and save water.”

Studies have shown that people use more toilet paper in public conveniences than they do in their own home. When a person doesn’t have to worry about the cost, they naturally use more. A Japanese industrial body has noted the rise in toilet paper sales over the last few years due to the increase in the number of toilets to be found in public.

Humour is often used to achieve the desired goals. “That paper will meet you only for a moment,” reads one poem. “Fold the paper over and over and over again,” says another. Or just: “Love the toilet.”

A similar concept has been started on the remote Scottish island of Shetland. There poets are being invited to submit their work to go on display in public toilets for the sake of poetry itself. The small island’s foremost poet and TS Eliot Prize winner Jen Hadfield said of the initiative:

“I’ve always loved the idea of sneaking poetry into unexpected places, proving that poetry’s place is in the real world, in real time.”

The competition which has been named the ‘Bards in the Bog’ will be open to people of all ages and can be about any subject matter they choose. However the poems have to be under twelve lines in length so as the words can be written in large letters for all to see. The closing date is Saturday 7th March.

Karen Fraser from Shetland Library said: “It should brighten up folk’s day, and maybe they’ll be inspired to pop into the library and borrow more poetry.”

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Robert Burns

Robert Burns

Yesterday (25th) marked 250 years since the birth of the Scottish poet Robert Burns. Celebrations took place across Scotland in honour of the bard most famous for the song “Auld Lang Syne”. Scots enjoyed the feast of Haggis which consists of a sheep’s heart and lungs chopped up with spices and oatmeal and stuffed into a sheep’s stomach which is joined with “neeps” (turnips) and “tatties” (potatoes). Before and after the appetising meal they took part in poetry readings, reciting some of Burns’ poems including ‘Coming Through The Rye’ and ‘A Red, Red Rose’. In Alloway, near Ayr, where Burns was born, thousands of people joined celebrations including a lantern procession and church service.

It wasn’t just in Scotland that celebrations took place. Across the globe, people came together to commemorate the much loved poet. Events took place south of the border as well as in the United States, Canada, Australia, New Zealand, South Africa, China and Japan. The Scottish tourism board, which has recently invested in a celebrity fronted advertising campaign to draw expatriates back to their homeland and attract tourists and business, highlighted the excellence of Burns’ work and praised the literary gifts he had given to Scottish culture.

First Minister Alex Salmond, leader of the Scottish National Party (SNP), described Burns as “Scotland’s human being of the millennium”.

Robert Burns was born on the 25th of January in the year 1759. Born into a poor family, it was his first love, Nelly Kirkpatrick, who first inspired him to write poetry. His work is noted for the heavy Scottish dialect which was in fact part of the title for the first of his published works, “Poems, Chiefly in the Scottish Dialect” in 1786. This collection included some of his most impressive poems including “To a Mouse” and “The Holy Fair”.

Like many poets in the past, Burns work gained fame after his premature death at the age of 37, of rheumatic fever. He was buried in the churchyard of St. Michael’s in Dumfries. It has been said he fathered up to 8 illegitimate children born from 5 different women. His wife Jean Burns gave birth to their 9th child together on the very day of his burial.

See also: Worldwide Toast to Robert Burns.

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Elizabeth Alexander

Elizabeth Alexander

Barack Obama was elected today as the first African-American president of the United States of America. The natural born orator from Hawaii inspired the tens of thousands of people who thronged Washington DC to see history being made before their tear laden eyes. It was therefore natural, for only the fourth ever inauguration poet, to be somewhat of a shadow when following on from the president’s impressive first speech.

Elizabeth Alexander’s poem “Praise Song for the Day” was indeed a shadow and quite a forgettable shadow at that. The dull and somewhat monotonous reading style improved very little the bland and repetitious verses of a confusing poem. Whilst Obama’s speech will be remembered for decades to come, Alexander’s poem has most likely already been forgotten by most people.

The poem’s general message is one of hope, love and the memory of sacrifice which are naturally appropriate themes for a presidential inauguration, especially that of the first black commander-in-chief. However the structure, delivery and overly free-style soul lacked the conviction and greatness of the occasion. Perhaps if Obama had read the poem, or a famous Hollywood actor like Denzel Washington, then the oratory would have overcome the lacklustre words, that is possible, yet doubtful.

There is no doubting Elizabeth Alexander’s talent as a poet. She has published five books of poems including The Venus Hottentot (1990), Body of Life (1996), Antebellum Dream Book (2001), American Sublime (2005) and Miss Crandall’s School for Young Ladies and Little Misses of Color (2008). Alexander has also won numerous awards both for her poems and essays, amongst them the Connecticut Book Award, Alphonse Fletcher Sr. Fellowship, the 2007 Jackson Prize for Poetry, a National Endowment for the Arts Fellowship and the George Kent Award.

Unfortunately, her reputation, that led to Barack Obama inviting her to be his inauguration poet, did not mean a great poem to match that of Robert Frost’s ‘The Gift Outright‘ (admittedly not the poem he originally wrote for the inauguration of JFK) in 1961. Alexander’s poem ‘Praise Song for the Day‘ (see below) was the wrong poem for the right occasion.

Elizabeth Alexander currently teaches in the Department of African American Studies at Yale University, in New Haven, Connecticut.

‘Praise Song for the Day’ – The 2009 Presidential Inauguration Poem

Each day we go about our business, walking past each other, catching each others’ eyes or not, about to speak or speaking. All about us is noise. All about us is noise and bramble, thorn and din, each one of our ancestors on our tongues. Someone is stitching up a hem, darning a hole in a uniform, patching a tire, repairing the things in need of repair.

Someone is trying to make music somewhere with a pair of wooden spoons on an oil drum with cello, boom box, harmonica, voice.

A woman and her son wait for the bus.

A farmer consider the changing sky; A teacher says, “Take out your pencils. Begin.”

We encounter each other in words, Words spiny or smooth, whispered or declaimed; Words to consider, reconsider.

We cross dirt roads and highways that mark the will of someone and then others who said, “I need to see what’s on the other side; I know there’s something better down the road.”

We need to find a place where we are safe; We walk into that which we cannot yet see.

Say it plain, that many have died for this day. Sing the names of the dead who brought us here, who laid the train tracks, raised the bridges, picked the cotton and the lettuce, built brick by brick the glittering edifices they would then keep clean and work inside of.

Praise song for struggle; praise song for the day. Praise song for every hand-lettered sign; The figuring it out at kitchen tables.

Some live by “Love thy neighbor as thy self.”

Others by first do no harm, or take no more than you need.

What if the mightiest word is love, love beyond marital, filial, national. Love that casts a widening pool of light. Love with no need to preempt grievance.

In today’s sharp sparkle, this winter air, anything can be made, any sentence begun.

On the brink, on the brim, on the cusp — praise song for walking forward in that light.

© Elizabeth Alexander – (source)

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On the 26th of January in the year 1950, India became a republic after its transition from a British Dominion. Ever since since, India has recognised the day as a national holiday. In Dehli, for almost six decades, elephants have been one of the main attractions in the yearly parade and are seen decked out in elaborate headdresses with children riding on top. However animal rights campaigners have often complained and due to the near stampede at last year’s event, the traditional elephant march has been cancelled for 2009. The children, each recipients of bravery awards, will now be paraded on military vehicles instead. Below is a small poem inspired by the news story.

Elephants on parade

Elephants on parade

“Absent they’ll be! Our frolicsome
Elephants have been shunned!
We must protest to officialdom,
We’ll stand and announce a bundh*!”

The bejewelled beasts have been retired
For the first time in decades.
Now instead the cheering children will be
Sitting atop tank brigades.

The annual Republic Day parade,
Where Indians stand proudly,
Marks the years since old British rule
and my, do the crowds sing loudly!

© Edward Beaman-Hodgkiss

*bundh: a general strike in India.

The original news story can be found in this short Times Online piece.

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The Atheist Bus Campaign in the United Kingdom was born from the idea of countering the wide array of Christian advertising said to adorn public billboards and London buses. Political blogger Jon Worth first came up with the concept and the momentum was later joined by the British Humanist Association, which set up, with generous help from Richard Dawkins, a public donation web-page. The campaign raised a staggering £136,000 which led to the branding of 200 bendy-buses in London and 600 vehicles in England, Scotland and Wales, with the mildly controversial message, ‘There’s probably no God. Now stop worrying and enjoy your life’. The poem below is about the recent case of a Mr Ron Heather, a bus driver from Southampton, who refused to drive a bus laden with the advert, out of a sense of ’shock’ and ‘horror’ to his religious sensibilities.

Probably no buses either

Probably no buses

“There’s probably no God” in Southampton
“Now stop worrying and enjoy your life”.
Now that’s not strictly true – God’s nationwide,
Dwelling on buses, from north to south,
Bringing the atheist message to all.
Southampton’s the home of Mr Heather
A Christian. The British Humanists,
Have been left perplexed by said bus driver’s
Refusal to drive transport with the sign.
“We just can’t understand”, they responded.
Muttering confusion, as the pulpits
Of small coffee shops and internet chat rooms
Ask one question: “Why the word ‘probably’
When the campaign’s defined as atheist?

© Edward Beaman-Hodgkiss

The full story can be read in this BBC Hampshire article.

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Yesterday, I asked people on the social networking and micro-blogging service, Plurk, to provide ten random words for me to incorporate into a poem. The resulting poem was created by using these given words in tandem with a subject matter familiar to most people. This being Britney Spears, the rather irritating and over exposed pop singer. Each of the ten words in the poem are highlighted by a link to the Plurk profile of the person who provided the word.

Britney Spears

Britney Spears

Scene: A Britney Spears spokesman at a press conference.

“It is with the greatest of confuddlements
That I announce some shocking and terribly grave news.
Ladies – ladies and gentleman – BBC and Fox -
Britney Spears has joined the Taliban.

Intelligence says, she’s renamed herself
‘Britney Bin Boobs‘, inducing much discombobulation.
The Spear’s family is understandably crushed
And have been looking up Waziristan on Google Earth
Vile place!

Apparently a golden dodecahedron
Worth many millions of dollars,
Now known as fake, attracted her eye, cunningly
Drawing her in.
No one knows as yet what Jihadi plans she has
In retaliation for the constant mockery
During hair follicle prestidigitation
Last year.”

© Edward Beaman-Hodgkiss

Yes. There are 9 linked words in the poem. I am ashamed to admit I forgot to include the 10th.
Feel free to add me if you are also a member of Plurk.

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United States President-elect Barack Obama has promised his two daughters a new addition to the family upon entering the White House. Replacing Barney, President Bush’s Scottish Terrier, will be an as-yet-unknown mutt. A Portuguese Water Dog and a Labradoodle are apparently the two joint favourite breeds to hold the post of ‘First Dog’.

Barney Bush

Barney Bush

The kids want a Labradoodle, that is
A mix between a Labrador and Poodle.
President-elect Barack Obama
Soon to be inaugurated this month
Is desperately seeking a First Dog.
“Cockerpoo Daddy!” says Malia Ann
As she suggests some more alternatives,
Whilst Sasha mulls over a Great Schnauzer.
The present alpha-mutt is Barney Bush
Who is most famous for chewing the hand
Of a mean paparazzo, last Autumn.
Scots Terrier off the list, last Autumn.
Michelle wants a Portuguese Water Dog
Apparently, to match her new shag pile,
Much preferable to a Bullshitzu.

© Edward Beaman-Hodgkiss

Note: Malia Ann and Sasha are the two daughters of Barack and Michelle Obama.

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