Pablo Neruda (1904 – 1973), Chilean poet and politician wrote poetry about simple things. He urged us to notice the inconsequential. Odes to Common Things includes Spanish and English odes to quotidian items like salt, a chair, table, socks, and soap.
“Ode to a Bar of Soap”
Do I detect
dry goods and unforgettable
cologne, in barbershops
and the clean countryside,
in sweet water?
The poignancy of things, perhaps not physically small but consequentially meaningless reminds me of Polish poet Wislawa Syzborska’s poem about the importance of microcosmos, the tiny things we cannot even see but which determine our life. Is it a poetic right of passage to see the universe in the small?
“Ode to a Pair of Socks”
My feet were
two woolen fish
in those outrageous socks,
on a golden thread.
But of course, it is these things that comprise life itself. The things we cannot abandon, the things which essayist E. B. White tried to dismantle from his life and self when he moved, only to find himself easily defeated.
The things that we keep close and thus, make special, like wondrous pets.
“Ode to the Cat”
Nothing hangs together quite like a cat
neither flowers nor the moon have
It is a thing by itself
like the sun or a topaz
“Neruda was a genius,” said former U.S. Poet Laureate Mark Strand, “But in whose writing beauty and banality are inextricably mixed. […] Mundane items, modified by adjectives denoting the rare or celestial, are elevated to a realm of exceptional value.”
Spending time on the “small” and of course by small I mean things that pass beneath our immediate observation, we connect to something grand. My first post on this site was about the power of small. From the repetition of shapes to the blocks that build into something greater. There is something comforting about objects. Neruda’s “Ode to the Plate” begins “Plate, the world’s most vital disk…” and it is, no? The commonality of objects, despite language, delivers us the human connection across time and geography.1
“Ode to the bed”
We go from one bed to the next
in this journey,
The newborn, the afflicted,
the lover and the dreamer alike
they arrived and they will depart by the bed.
Others share this exceedingly important gift of elevating the commonplace to the celestial. Ralph Waldo Emerson defined wisdom as seeing “miracles in the commonplace”. Read Marianne Moore’s heroic efforts to notice and care and Oliver Sacks’ collection of adored things.