Silences and Nonsenses: Collected Poetry Doggeral and Whimsy
By Adrian Plass
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As he says, 'To have them all, good, not so good, simple, complicated, light-hearted, funny, serious, sensible and silly collected into one volume is more exciting than I can say.'
Funny, poignant, challenging and downright hysterical - these poems will delight readers. Some were born from times of incredible personal difficulty. Others have come from his visits to dangerous and poor parts of the world. Others come from his love affair with the Church. All of them reflect the man, his faith, his life and his joy
Adrian Plass
Adrian Plass is one of today's most significant and successful Christian authors, and he has written over thirty books, including his latest, Looking Good Being Bad - the Subtle Art of Churchmanship. Known for his ability to evoke both tears and laughter for a purpose, Plass has been reaching the hearts of thousands for over fifteen years. He lives in Sussex, England with his wife, Bridget, and continues to be a cricket fanatic
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- Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Plass doesn't claim to be always on top of things which is expected of him as a Christian, but tells it how it really is and if you don't find yourself empathising with his witty but poignant poems then perhaps you never have problems with your life
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Silences and Nonsenses - Adrian Plass
SILENCES AND NONSENSES
Collected Poetry, Doggerel and Whimsy
Adrian Plass
The world is very big and round
and in it many things are found
Eg.
A Bee
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ISBN-13: 978-1-85078-923-9
Cover design by Philip Miles
This book is for Bridget, who has been my wife for nearly forty years and my friend for even longer. Her consistent care and support are part of everything that I write and say and do. She reads poetry (including mine) more beautifully than anyone else I know. Bridget has done nearly all of the work involved in getting this collection together, and I am sincerely grateful. I dedicate it to her with all my love.
FOREWORD
I did something rather dreadful once. It happened during my second visit to a monthly poetry group meeting at the college where I was training to be an English teacher. I had written only a handful of poems at that time, but lodged inside my failing soul was a small, secret hope that I might be a lyrical genius. Cowardly as ever, I decided not to take any examples of my work with me to the first meeting in case it turned out that I wasn’t.
About fifteen people turned up for that first session. We sat around a big table made up of lots of little tables, every person except me armed with notebooks or sheets of paper. After twenty minutes or so I was seriously glad I hadn’t brought my stuff. It all seemed so intense and obscure. I had problems understanding nearly every line of every poem I heard. Latin tags and bits of Greek and German abounded, and people seemed so deeply, almost tearfully moved by the sound of their own voices performing their own work. It was just a mist. I felt stupid.
It’s amazing how quickly you learn, though, isn’t it? I soon caught on to the fact that there were three ways of reacting to each offering.
Nodding was one response. I could do that. I developed a parsimoniously slight but solemn inclination of the head, designed to indicate that, having brought my vast literary insight to bear on the poem in question, I was pleased to offer gracious but restrained approval. I became quite good at that.
The second response, ‘Mmmmm!’ was a judicious murmur of appreciation voiced in interesting variations on two, three, or even four notes. I knew I would have to practise that one before next time.
The third option was to lean decisively backwards or forwards in your chair and say, with the air of one who is fascinated by his own rarefied artistic and intellectual curiosity, ‘I think I’d like to hear that again.’
As the time for my second visit drew near I wondered if there was a way to test whether this intimidating group was for real. I decided to read them something that was not actually a poem and see what they made of it. I should have told them the whole truth really, shouldn’t I? I didn’t. This is what I read. Vaguely feeling that I ought at least to offer them a clue, I called it ‘Our Times’.
Like the merchandise of wells, the wise men state
Chemical can put up the speed
In part grassland, in all the fold
Swirling ooze contains exotic bed of beastly fossil
There’s a sign chlorine is included in nature terminology
At once correct the tiny slant
Literary corporal garlanded in Ireland
Luck begins to change for a literary lady
Wine drunk to noisy Elsinore accompaniment
Beetles learning to ride horses
A plain sort of oyster
This very moving piece was received in different ways by the rest of the group – well, three actually.
They nodded.
They murmured, ‘Mmmmm!’
They said, ‘I think I’d like to hear that again.’
My subsequent revelation that the ‘poem’ I had just read was actually the last ten across clues in the Times crossword did not go down at all well, but from that day onward I stopped being quite so silly and snobbish about poets and poetry.
All this defensive drivel is a prelude to saying that, although I am not and never will be a great poet, I have immensely enjoyed using a wide variety of poetic forms to express and preserve feelings and events that have been important to me in the course of the last twenty-five years. To have them all, good, not so good, simple, complicated, light-hearted, funny, serious, sensible and silly, collected into one volume is more exciting than I can say. The book is divided into five chronological periods of five years each, with a brief comment at the beginning of each section.
I am so happy to share my Poetry, Doggerel and Whimsy with readers of this book. Enjoy it. Use it. It’s for you.
Silences and Nonsenses
1985-1990
HALL OF MIRRORS
What a strange period of my life this was. There is a part of my cowardly soul that groans inwardly every time I have to write or speak or think about clambering up from the depths of the stress illness that changed so many things in 1984. It was all so dismal and dank for a while, and other people suffered as a result of my emotional splurge. On the other hand I experienced a definite if somewhat indiscriminate outburst of creativity that led to a speaking and writing career that took me completely by surprise. One striking revelation was the fact that identity can be found through expression.
The first two poems in this section, Hall of Mirrors and When I was a Small Boy, reflect the problems I had always found in working out who I was (I grew up in the sixties, remember, so we were always tackling silly questions like that), and The Preacher and Poison Pools are so filled with the pain of deconstruction that I can hardly read them now. Putting stuff, feelings, whatever, down on paper was like repacking a rucksack so that it becomes manageable. I was a little more in charge of myself, and I began to believe that I might exist and have a shape.
The rest of the pieces from these years are laced with hope and nervous