{"id":1364,"date":"2009-10-29T22:21:56","date_gmt":"2009-10-29T22:21:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/meeseeks:5080\/blog\/?p=1364"},"modified":"2009-10-29T22:21:56","modified_gmt":"2009-10-29T22:21:56","slug":"poem-the-surfer","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/vukutu.com\/blog\/2009\/10\/poem-the-surfer\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem: The Surfer"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Another great poem by <a href=\"http:\/\/meeseeks:5080\/blog\/2008\/11\/poem-south-of-my-days\/\" target=\"_blank\">Judith Wright<\/a> (1915-2000), clearly influenced by the sprung rhythm of <a href=\"http:\/\/meeseeks:5080\/blog\/?s=gerard+manley+hopkins\" target=\"_blank\">Gerard Manley Hopkins<\/a> (whose rhythm was influenced by the triple repetitions of <a href=\"http:\/\/meeseeks:5080\/blog\/2009\/05\/poem-scorn-not-the-least\/\" target=\"_blank\">Robert Southwell<\/a>).\u00a0 She captures here particularly well the change in mood of the Australian beach after sunset but before dark.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><em>The Surfer<\/em><br \/>\nHe thrust his joy against the weight of the sea;<br \/>\nclimbed through, slid under those long banks of foam &#8211;<br \/>\n(hawthorn hedges in spring, thorns in the face stinging).<br \/>\nHow his brown strength drove through the hollow and coil<br \/>\nof green-through weirs of water!<br \/>\nMuscle of arm thrust down long muscle of water;<br \/>\nand swimming so, went out of sight<br \/>\nwhere mortal, masterful, frail, the gulls went wheeling<br \/>\nin air as he in water, with delight.<br \/>\nTurn home, the sun goes down; swimmer, turn home.<br \/>\nLast leaf of gold vanishes from the sea-curve.<br \/>\nTake the big roller&#8217;s shoulder, speed and swerve;<br \/>\ncome to the long beach home like a gull diving.<br \/>\nFor on the sand the grey-wolf sea lies snarling,<br \/>\ncold twilight wind splits the waves&#8217; hair and shows<br \/>\nthe bones they worry in their wolf-teeth. O, wind blows<br \/>\nand sea crouches on sand, fawning and mouthing;<br \/>\ndrops there and snatches again, drops again and snatches<br \/>\nits broken toys, its whitened pebbles and shells.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><em>Reference:<\/em><br \/>\nJudith Wright [1971]: <em>Collected Poems<\/em>. Sydney, Australia: Angus and Robertson. Page 21. From <em>The Moving Image<\/em>, published 1946.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Another great poem by Judith Wright (1915-2000), clearly influenced by the sprung rhythm of Gerard Manley Hopkins (whose rhythm was influenced by the triple repetitions of Robert Southwell).\u00a0 She captures here particularly well the change in mood of the Australian beach after sunset but before dark. The Surfer He thrust his joy against the weight [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[63],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1364","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","p1","y2009","m10","d29","h22"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/vukutu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1364","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/vukutu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/vukutu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/vukutu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/vukutu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1364"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/vukutu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1364\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/vukutu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1364"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/vukutu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1364"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/vukutu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1364"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}