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Comment 8 of 28, added on January 13th, 2009 at 12:31 AM.
Lowell wasn't trying to write a sentimental glorification of war, but to
comment on how a consumerist America thought parking lots more important.
What's "mediocre" isn't the poem, it's the people who in savage servility
slide by on grease.
Edward G. Nilges
from United States
Comment 7 of 28, added on August 17th, 2008 at 6:55 PM.
Peter's comments helped me see what I was struggling with as I studied this
poem. I particularly thrilled to his insight into the function of form:
"What is missing is clarity and form; clarity of meaning, and the economy
and intensity of expression that form gives. " --- Linda's comments are
just beautifully written, with a charming liveliness and presence, that
adorn her fine (expansion of Peter's?) essay. I was pleased, too, with her
firm distinction between the events addressed by the poem and the poem
itself. --- I do agree with both writers and was disappointed by the poem
itself; it strikes me as quite sophomoric, actually. --- Thank you all very
much for entering my life thus and, thus, enhancing it.
Susan Jeswine O'Shea
from United States
Comment 6 of 28, added on March 29th, 2008 at 11:35 AM.
Funny how many of these comments were written in spring. In the harshness
of a New England spring, the place where I sit writing this, the weather is
both glorious and raw. It is much like Lowell's poem, the movie "Glory" and
the romance attached to the Mass 54.
The romance is earned but then, I am a romantic. Dr. King once wrote that
he would be just as dead at 80 as 30 so whynot die for something you
believe in. He, too, a romantic.
And a pragmatist of the highest order.
As it happens, I am married to a Shaw descendent, named after the good
colonel, actually. And I worked beside a descendant of the Mass. 54th
flag-bearer. William Carney. No one mentions him here or in the poem
although Carney was the first African American to win a Congressional Medal
of Honor for his bravery at Wagner.
But you can google Carney on your own.
About Lowell's poem, well, I agree with Belarus. It is mediocre. But the
subject is glorious. I will not get the two confused. The poem rambles.
Yes, ambiguity is a poet's lance, however, the ambiguous is made clear in
a good poem: an idea, a feeling is caught and held together.
Lowell is miserable and bitter. At least, that's the poet's voice in a poem
that links urban life in the 1960s to a historic event far greater than
bull-dozers digging up Boston Common.
What is Lowell saying? That he finds complaint in everything. What does he
seem to say about the 54th? That the only name worth mentioning is Shaw's
(Frederick Douglass had 2 sons in this company). That his father preferred
the ditch. So did his mother. They both felt the son would have chosen that
"honor" of being buried with his men in that fashion at that time.
History is buried there: the cultural slights of a time of racism and
gentlemanly behavior meeting on a battleground. A different history is in
that grave than just who won and lost.
Lowell's poem is a good idea but it is not a good poem.
(Note: MLK's speech before the march on Selma, may have the referenced ages
wrong but the point is the same.)
linda from United States
Comment 5 of 28, added on May 28th, 2007 at 6:29 PM.
And people who dissect, deconstruct and dissect poems and talk about
"clarity and form" are cadavers. It's the vision, the evocation and the
language that make this great - and other people might enjoy the clarity
and form. Asses. Asses. Asses. This is art, you ass. How dare you defile it
with your base pedantry. Go become a statistician; it would serve you
Comment 4 of 28, added on February 23rd, 2007 at 1:19 AM.
This poem is hell of sweet. What a poet: he's off the chain. Deeeyamn!
Ryan from United States
Comment 3 of 28, added on April 20th, 2006 at 4:32 PM.
I must say that I disagree with what Peter Alcibiades had to say about "For
the Union Dead." He is criticizing both the poem for its ambiguity and
America for loving that ambiguity. Well, perhaps I am falling into the
American standard, but isn't ambiguity most of poetry? I mean
interpretation should be left to the reader. The objective correlative was
correctly used in this case, instilling in readers a sense of hopelessness
through imagery and metaphors. As for alcoholism and madness of the time,
perhaps Robert Lowell's poetry would not be the same without his mental
instability; perhaps William Faulkner, one of the most revered writers of
all time, would not have written what he did write without alcohol, as he
confessed that he wrote most of The Sound and the Fury (no underline,
sorry) under the influence. As for "For the Union Dead," the ambiguity
used makes the poem what it is, criticized, loved, and, perhaps most
importantly, famous (more famous than Peter from Belarus).
Jeffrey from United States
Comment 2 of 28, added on June 22nd, 2005 at 1:40 AM.
The poem compares two sets of things, the present decayed political and
social environment to that of an idealised past, where the Union armies
were raised and fought, and the present that the narrator sees compared to
the vision he had of the same place through his eyes as a child. The
verdict on the environment is clear, and occurs in the last four lines.
The significance of the contrast between the present and childhood visions
is not so clear - one has the sense that the author himself doesn't really
know what he is trying to say. There is a sense of regret, but of what is
It is a widely admired poem, but is it a good one? Probably not. What is
missing is clarity and form. Clarity of meaning, and the economy and
intensity of expression that form gives. The problem with this sort of
free verse is that there are few constraints. It is not an accident that
it flourished in a country where Protestantism in its later stages
substituted impulse for conscience, and a purely personal conscience for
what had been a sense of objective right or wrong. This same movement of
spirit allowed 'poetry' to be written simply by inspecting the momentary
feeling of rightness or wrongness of the lines. There was no other
How unsurprising then, writing and living by arbitrariness, that the poets
of this era fell prey to alcohol, drugs and madness. Some of this threat
appears in the poem's slightly brittle surface, a sense of menace and
dissatisfaction that the author has found it impossible to place or account
for in the ostensible subject matter.
Peter Alcibiades from Belarus
Comment 1 of 28, added on February 20th, 2005 at 4:50 PM.
great poem that i feel embodies what we want
from United States
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