Christina Dunhill’s “Darts” and “Maple Syrup Making”

Darts (photo; Guardian.uk)

I always enjoy reading Carol Rumen’s column, “Poem of the Week” in the Guardian Poetry Section both for the poems she selects and for her insightful and enlightening comments about them.  This week’s poem is Christina Dunhill’s “Darts”.  ( See Guardian article here ).

One of Ms Rumen’s comments about this poem:  I don’t want to pin the poem down by saying it’s “about” writing poetry. But it reminds me of the way the first line of a poem, if you have started in the right place, leads inevitably to the next line, and so to the end. The poet may have to struggle with revisions, of course. The darts-player has to get it right first time. Here, the player enjoys the delicious moment of perfect judgment that might be a definition of genius, in whatever form it takes.

My own poem about writing poetry and making maple syrup:

MAPLE SYRUP MAKING
The trunk is sounded, the hole is bored,
The spout is snugly tapped in place;
The words begin to trickle slowly
Down into the waiting bucket.
When full, it’s taken and poured
Into a vat, then heated and stirred
Until all impurities have boiled away.
The spigot is turned and the translucent light
Flows out onto the pristine page
Where it pools to form these golden words
That on the tongue taste sweet
Against the bitterness of life.

( “Maple Syrup Making” © Poeticmeditation, 2012. All rights reserved. )

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A 19th-century romantic poet trying to get by in the 21st-century.
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