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Into the World


                   Flock apart

              It really won’t care
                (But poem mid-air)
              Should song in flight drop
                (May suddenly stop)
              A bit of the stuff
                (And fly low enough)
              For nesting its head
                (To pick up the thread).

             Continuing the ornithological imagery, this work also is the first
         of  four  dealing  with  the  arts.  As  the  title  implies,  the  birds
         considered here are not of a feather: the stanza shuffle puts them
         together  physically  and  has  them  use  the  same  rhymes,  but
         Gluckman  has  isolated  poetry  from  song-lyrics  by  means  of
         parentheses. The difference between these two sorts of versifying,
         he suggests, is that a poem does not (or should not) drop the thread
         of  its  meaning,  that  the  poet  will  go  to  lengths  to  maintain  that
         thread far beyond the considerations of the song-writer. A poem, if
         well-metered,  may  work  as  a  song;  the  converse,  however,  is  not
         true: rhyming and scansion alone do not qualify the words of a song
         as  poetry.  The  musical  ability  of  songbirds  compensates  for  their
         indifferent  nest-building,  particularly  where  the  head  is  to  be
         supported  (semantic  consistency,  thematic  unity,  referential
         complexity). This may be confirmed by reading song lyrics.










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