A Challenge: Great First Lines

Rybka

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The American Book Review has published a list of their choices for the:


Hopefully some of you may enjoy reading the list. How many of the books have you read? I find I have only read 42 of them.

Here are two first lines from their list that I found somewhat applicable for Literotica:

"What if this young woman, who writes such bad poems, in competition with her husband, whose poems are equally bad, should stretch her remarkably long and well-made legs out before you, so that her skirt slips up to the tops of her stockings?" —Gilbert Sorrentino, Imaginative Qualities of Actual Things (1971)

"In the last years of the Seventeenth Century there was to be found among the fops and fools of the London coffee-houses one rangy, gangling flitch called Ebenezer Cooke, more ambitious than talented, and yet more talented than prudent, who, like his friends-in-folly, all of whom were supposed to be educating at Oxford or Cambridge, had found the sound of Mother English more fun to game with than her sense to labor over, and so rather than applying himself to the pains of scholarship, had learned the knack of versifying, and ground out quires of couplets after the fashion of the day, afroth with Joves and Jupiters, aclang with jarring rhymes, and string-taut with similes stretched to the snapping-point." —John Barth, The Sot-Weed Factor (1960)

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The real reason I posted this was to ask you to start our own lists of poetry favorites.

List #1. What is your all-time favorite first line of a poem?

List #2. What is your all-time favorite line of poetry?


Who is brave enough to start? (I'm still trying to choose my favorites.) ;)
 
List #1. What is your all-time favorite first line of a poem?
i don't know enough poems yet but to choose one that i've enjoyed:

'THE trees are undressing, and fling in many places -

from Last Week in October by Thomas Hardy

List #2. What is your all-time favorite line of poetry?

in searching for a favourite line, i've discovered many poems i've read seem to rely on more than one line. interesting little lesson there, thank you. :rose:

however my choice thus far...

'As the stir cracks and crazes their enamel.'

from Birches by Robert Frost.
 
It is hard, isn't it?

Maybe we should make it just, "What are some of your favorite all-time lines and favorite opening lines. And by "line" I mean a complete phrase or thought, not just what is printed on one line of type. - Going that way I can start with:

List #1. What is your all-time favorite first line of a poem?
One of my top three favorite poets (and the only one I ever met) is Archibald MacLeish. This is the opening passage from his famous Epistle to be left in the Earth. The poem that in 10th grade opened my eyes to the world of poetry.

". . . It is colder now, there are many stars, we are drifting
North by the Great Bear, the leaves are falling,
The water is stone in the scooped rocks, to southward
Red sun grey air:"


List #2. What is your all-time favorite line of poetry?
Since I'm doing MacLeish at the moment . . . Lead in/set up: (Do you think . . .
ever of . . .
Me . . . )


"Buried under the many

Nights layer on layer

Like a city taken a town

Fallen in antique wars and Forgotten?"


~ Archibald MacLeish from Excavation of Troy.
 
That is an interesting link, Rybka. I love lists. Glancing through this one, it seems to me that the selections are not so much about first lines that are in themselves great, but that many of them were picked as great (or famous) lead-ins assuming you know what follows.

Compare, for example, "Call me Ishmael" (from Moby Dick, number 1) with "It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife" (from Pride and Prejudice, number 2). Both very famous, but surely the former, in isolation, is an unremarkable line. If the following story turned out to be from a second-rate novel, the line would be nothing. The Austen line, even if followed by a poor novel, is an exceptional first line.

(In the interest of fairness, let me note that I love Jane Austen.)

So, if I think of great first lines of poetry, without regard to the poem that follows, I toss a whole lot of prospects. "April is the cruellest month, breeding", as one example (from Eliot's The Waste Land). It's a good line, but read in isolation is not particularly exceptional.

So that makes the selection a bit more difficult. Here's some I've thought of:
  • Love set you going like a fat gold watch.
    —Sylvia Plath, "Morning Song"

    Complete, vivid image that not only leads well into the rest of the poem, but sounds like a clock ticking. Plus it introduces the somewhat abstracted feeling of the narrator towards the child. Great first line.
  • I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,
    —Allen Ginsberg, Howl

    A line that is itself hysterical and overwrought, in keeping with Ginsberg's poem.
  • With Usura hath no man a house of good stone
    —Ezra Pound, "Canto XLV"

    This one is probably idiosyncratic to me. Pound was something of a nut, and his obsession with usury and Social Credit (among other things) gives his poetry a rather mad tinge. I like this because of the preachiness and the Biblical sound to it.

Now, favorite lines is a little different. Again, since we are talking about a single isolated line, I have to toss a lot of things, like
A shudder in the loins engenders there
The broken wall, the burning roof and tower
And Agamemnon dead.​
which could very well be my favorite sentence in poetry.

But, since we're talking about a single line, let me suggest these:
  • Accents change, and all things change, but Beauty is like a stone.
    —Kenneth Koch, "Searching for Fairyland"

    I love Koch. He's funny and strange and off the wall. This is from one of his "plays," which read awfully like poems. Great stuff.
  • The clear vowels rise like balloons.
    —Sylvia Plath, "Morning Song"

    Uh huh, Sylvia again. Same poem in fact. Wonderful line in context and I think a lovely vivid image in isolation. I know she grates on a lot of people, but for me when she's good, she's really really good.
  • To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
    —Alfred, Lord Tennyson, "Ulysses"

    Yeah, yeah, yeah. Trot out the chestnuts. I love this poem and love how it builds to this statement. Maybe he's telling and not showing. Hey, I like it anyway.
 
Rybka said:
Maybe we should make it just, "What are some of your favorite all-time lines and favorite opening lines. And by "line" I mean a complete phrase or thought, not just what is printed on one line of type.
Oh, now you tell me. That changes things, of course.

Cheater. :rolleyes:
 
Tzara said:
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Now, favorite lines is a little different. Again, since we are talking about a single isolated line, I have to toss a lot of things, like
A shudder in the loins engenders there
The broken wall, the burning roof and tower
And Agamemnon dead.​
which could very well be my favorite sentence in poetry.

But, since we're talking about a single line, let me suggest these:
  • Accents change, and all things change, but Beauty is like a stone.
    —Kenneth Koch, "Searching for Fairyland"

    I love Koch. He's funny and strange and off the wall. This is from one of his "plays," which read awfully like poems. Great stuff.
  • The clear vowels rise like balloons.
    —Sylvia Plath, "Morning Song"

    Uh huh, Sylvia again. Same poem in fact. Wonderful line in context and I think a lovely vivid image in isolation. I know she grates on a lot of people, but for me when she's good, she's really really good.
  • To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
    —Alfred, Lord Tennyson, "Ulysses"
I'm shattered. Here I thought "Runnel of spunk" was your fave. :rolleyes:
 
champagne1982 said:
I'm shattered. Here I thought "Runnel of spunk" was your fave. :rolleyes:
"Runnel of spunk" is my all-time favorite image in a poem. No offense (offence?), Carrie, but I sometimes dream about what Shakespeare or Eliot would have done with that brilliant phrase had they only been clever enough to come up with it.

OK, OK. I'm a dead white Euro-centric males kinda guy. I blame the paternalistic societal imperative in which I was brought up! Not my fault. :)
 
Tzara said:
"Runnel of spunk" is my all-time favorite image in a poem. No offense (offence?), Carrie, but I sometimes dream about what Shakespeare or Eliot would have done with that brilliant phrase had they only been clever enough to come up with it.

OK, OK. I'm a dead white Euro-centric males kinda guy. I blame the paternalistic societal imperative in which I was brought up! Not my fault. :)
O man! Where is darkmaas when you need a challenge poem served up in erotic-woohoo-iambic-shakesperianistic-soliloquy-type form thing?

She regarded the runnels of spunk
that flow down her stocking'd leg
in contemplation of the ale
imbibed all day and all of the fucks
she'd drunk.
 
Rybka said:
List #1. What is your all-time favorite first line of a poem?


Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherised upon a table;


—T. S. Eliot, “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”




Rybka said:
List #2. What is your all-time favorite line of poetry?


A tie.


Light breaks on secret lots,
On tips of thought where thoughts smell in the rain;


—Dylan Thomas, “Light Breaks Where No Sun Shines”


nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

—e.e. cummings, “somewhere i have never traveled”
 
1. this is the room with the wolfmother wallpaper - Tom Robbins

that line lodged itself in my head and refused to leave for two weeks, it was beginning to keep me up at night

2. how do you like your blueeyed boy mr death - cummings

i have that tattooed on my lower back.
 
Rybka said:
The real reason I posted this was to ask you to start our own lists of poetry favorites.

List #1. What is your all-time favorite first line of a poem?

List #2. What is your all-time favorite line of poetry?
I don't think I can answer this honestly. In poetry, it's difficult to grade a line independently from the poem. I'd end up picking up lines from my favourite poems instead of my favourite lines (which may very well be burried in non-favourites).

For the record, though, I am a firm believer that the best opening line of a novel ever produced in the history of literature comes from Iain Bank's The Crow Road: "It was the day my grandmother exploded." How can you escape an opening line like that? How can you possibly put the book down after you read it?
 
Most of my favorite lines in poems are, not surprisingly if you know me, from Yeats.

An aged man is but a paltry thing,
A tattered coat upon a stick

~ Sailing to Byzantium

Here's a first line I love--

A sudden blow: the great wings beating still
~ Leda and the Swan

A favorite few lines--

Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

~ The Second Coming

I love these lines so much, I wrote a glosa around them--

But now they drift on the still water,
Mysterious, beautiful;
Among what rushes will they build,
By what lake's edge or pool
Delight men's eyes when I awake some day
To find they have flown away?

~ The Wild Swans at Coole

And finally, the most romantic lines I've ever read--

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

~ When You Are Old


His words are simple, the images not always startling, but I find his writing heartfelt and true and very moving.
 
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