“The
day was hot, and entirely breathless, so
The remarkably quiet remarkably steady leaf fall
Seemed as if it had no cause at all.
The remarkably quiet remarkably steady leaf fall
Seemed as if it had no cause at all.
“The
ticking sound of falling leaves was like
The ticking sound of gentle rainfall as
They gently fell on leaves already fallen,
The ticking sound of gentle rainfall as
They gently fell on leaves already fallen,
“Or
as, when as they passed them in their falling,
Now and again it happened that one of them touched
One or another leaf as yet not falling,
Now and again it happened that one of them touched
One or another leaf as yet not falling,
“Still
clinging to the idea of being summer:
As if the leaves that were falling, but not the day,
Had read, and understood, the calendar.”
As if the leaves that were falling, but not the day,
Had read, and understood, the calendar.”
In
twelve lines, some form of “fall” appears eight times. If it has a theme, Bewilderment is about old age, coming to
terms with its diminishments, how all eras in our lives remain alive in memory.
Ferry turned eighty-eight this year. I thought of the memory of the childhood tree
in “The Lesson,” Ferry’s translation from the Latin of Dr.
Johnson’s “In Rivum a Mola Stoana Lichfieldiae Diffuentem,” and how Ferry has returned so often in his work to Johnson. In an
interview collected in Talking With Poets
(edited by Harry Thomas, 2002), Ferry says:
“I
tend to be a hero-worshipper of some writers, and Dr. Johnson is one of them.
So I was very interested in everything of his that I could find…”
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