In honor of National Poetry month, here is my second post high-lighting poets or poems that I have enjoyed over the years. For my take in why poetry matters see my previous post from last week.
This is a poem I have encountered and studied many times throughout the years with both my personal reading and my literature studies in college. It ranks up there with my favorite top ten. Mostly, because for such a short poem it tells a big story. Rich’s masterful use of imagery and metaphor are a talent I aim for (but struggle with and fall short with) in my own poetry. Simple understated phrases reveal so much. The lines “The massive weight of Uncle’s wedding band / Sit heavily upon Aunt Jennifer’s hand,” combined with “ringed with ordeals she was mastered by” tell us so much about the harsh life she endured within the confines of marriage without having to explicitly explain it. Especially when combined with the fact that the tigers she is creating “do not fear the men beneath the tree.” The poem is ultimately a poem bemoaning a period of time when women did not have the freedom, voice, and self-agency that we do today (especially in this country). So, why and how does a poem like that speak to me as a never married woman who though very supportive of women’s rights certainly doesn’t consider herself a raving feminist. (We can have the discussion about raving feminists another day if that raises questions for anyone.) Although on the surface this poem speaks of one person and one issue, I believe the underlying message and framework can be applied to many situations and issues. Most of us at some point, whether for a lifetime or just a period of time, have felt constrained, held back, forced to be silent, or stuck because what we want or desire for ourselves runs contradictory to the ideas of our family or society as a whole. It may not be a wedding band that sits heavy on our hand. But we can feel the weight of other’s opinions and judgments just the same. And we, like Aunt Jennifer, find ourselves sitting in envy of the tigers who “Will go on prancing, proud and unafraid.”
https://allpoetry.com/Aunt-Jennifer’s-Tigers