Poetry stems from the poet’s ability to transcribe on paper what has happened to him. Poetry is formed out of the significance of events that carry the same meaning across mankind. The experience may be ephemeral or solemn as Neruda states, however its meaning is never forgotten. The feelings and thought evoked in the individual, although known or not, is the same experienced by many others. Neruda emphasizes the need for this universal understanding of the poet’s transcriptions. This poetic proximity to mankind, “nearness to oneself and nearness to mankind and to the secret manifestations of nature” is tied to the elements of human nature: love, conflict, accomplishment, betrayal (para 15). This is what Neruda’s idea of being ‘active in the community’ means. A poet must be active in the community by being one within the community. Poetry is about sparking resonance with the reader. Resonance is the extent to which a reader can connect with and relate to the experiences of the piece. Resonance creates understanding. This is why different poems elevate vastly within different individuals. The greatest poems, strike universal resonance, allowing any reader to instantaneously connect with the poem. Neruda explains this in saying that the best poet is”he who prepares our daily bread” (para. 18). The bakers of our bread understand us: they are equals, neither above nor below. The baker and poet are those who face and understand the same problems, issues, experiences that all humans face regardless of religion or race. A great poet encapsulates the nuances of everyday life, fostering universal connection and creating a true great poem.
In this manner, poetry becomes solidified and permanent within the reader, not as Neruda states it as being ephemeral. In Baldwin’s “Note to a Native Son” the lines that generated a connection within myself were when the father refused to eat because he believed the family was poisoning him, thus laying the foundation for their “unwilling suspicion”. (590). I could not help feeling this inescapable connection to Baldwin and the ‘accuracy’ of that line as I had experienced the same situation in which my grandmother would refuse to eat anything we had made out of fear that we were trying to poison her. It was in this moment, identical to Baldwin’s experience, that our suppressed suspicions came to light. Our grandmother had succumbed to the hold of Alzheimer’s and the onset of rampant dementia. Forming such a relatable bond has ingrained Baldwin’s essay within me and will remain with me equally as long as my memories of my grandmother’s life.
In a similar connection with Neruda’s expedition, while in their journey across the Andes they pay tribute to the fallen who perished on the same trail as they now traveled, by way of laying tree branches on burial mounds and goods within an Ox’s skull, I understood them. It was as if I had accompanied their journey. In 2013 I had the fortune to travel to Jackson, Wyoming a ski resort high in the inhospitable Teton Mountain range. On a particular hiking trail to the summit, each passer gives two slight whacks to a rock formation where only a few years ago a group of skiers perished in a deadly avalanche. And although those who partake in the tribute may not be from this country or speak our language, just as the indigenous people Neruda encountered on the mountainside were, in our homage “there were hidden things that were understood” (para. 13 ). In such a realm, where mountains give way and life ceases to exist, these slight marks defy nature by the continual homage paid by others who follow in their path.
In this homage, both Neruda and I are acknowledging the vast and overwhelming power mother nature posses over us. This mutual understanding can only be achieved by the common experience and without it, his story fades into the background: forgotten as obscure and unimportant. Our experiences is what Neruda describes as being the “links between the unknown people” (para. 11). Those links are what propel the work to greatness within our own minds, and in those pieces that relate to mankind’s struggles, to undoubted greatness. Poetry creates common ground, easily traversing the highest mountains and most unforgiving passages through its words.
1.) How important is the idea of resonance within a poem to you? That is, in order for the poem/work to be ‘great’ for you, do you need to feel some familiar, understandable topic — something you have personally experienced?
2.) Is having that ‘connection’ to a work highly dependent on the success of the poet’s transcription?