Painting by Florent Willems‘ While Pondering Pope’s Ode’ by Lucia Haase The Society July 11, 2022 Beauty, Poetry 15 Comments . While Pondering Alexander Pope’s “Ode to Solitude” Grateful am I in solitude while reading Pope’s inspiring ode, a time for pause—an interlude ____________in my abode. I’m whisked into the distant past that once again becomes all new; his words, his lines like shadows cast ____________as poets do. His quill, my pen—all one the same, his chosen words re-echoing as there burns peace within the flame ____________that I too sing. Blessed are those who write in rhyme, a truth all poets knew or know— those presently or in a time ____________so long ago. So here I write to have my say befriended by a poet’s glow upon my porch this quiet day, ____________my soul to know. . . Lucia Haase has several books of poetry published and was recently included in a poetry anthology titled Symphonies of the Wild Hearted available on Amazon.com. She also recently had poetry accepted by several publications including Haight Ashbury Literary Journal, The Long Islander, Nostalgia Press, The Raven’s Perch, and POEM publication. She lives in Spring Valley, Illinois. NOTE TO READERS: If you enjoyed this poem or other content, please consider making a donation to the Society of Classical Poets. NOTE TO POETS: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Please see our Comments Policy here. CODEC News:Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 15 Responses Paul Freeman July 11, 2022 I must admit, I wasn’t as familiar with Alexander Pope’s “Ode to Solitude” as perhaps I should have been, so I read it first. An excellent reply, Lucia. Thanks for the read. Reply Lucia Haase July 11, 2022 Thank you Paul. It’s one of my favorites of his. Lucia Reply Cheryl Corey July 11, 2022 This is lovely, Lucia. Reply Lucia Haase July 11, 2022 Thank you Cheryl. Much appreciated. Lucia Reply James Ph. Kotsybar July 11, 2022 I found “befriended by a poet’s glow” to be a haunting line of this well-crafted piece. Reply Lucia Haase July 11, 2022 Thank you James. Much appreciated. Lucia Reply Cynthia Erlandson July 11, 2022 Beautiful in itself, with skillful echoing Pope’s musical form. I especially like the rhymes in your first verse. Reply Lucia July 13, 2022 Thank you so much Cynthia! Much appreciated Reply Roy E. Peterson July 12, 2022 I was like Paul Freeman in that “Ode to Solitude was vaguely familiar having been read sometime in my distant past. You made it a beautiful backdrop for your excellent contemplative poem. I enjoyed writing and the thoughts disclosed. Reply Lucia July 13, 2022 Thank you so much! Much appreciated! Reply Norma Pain July 12, 2022 This was quite lovely Lucia. Thank you. Reply Lucia July 13, 2022 Thank you Norma. Reply Margaret Coats July 12, 2022 “Upon my porch this quiet day” is the line I think is closest to Pope’s own down-to-earth descriptive vocabulary. You’ve moved into a more reflective mode, Lucia, to offer the master a very beautiful tribute in his own form. True honor from the creative mind and pen of the disciple! Reply Lucia July 13, 2022 Thank you Margaret. So much appreciated. Reply C.B. Anderson July 15, 2022 Nice thoughts, Lucia, and I hope to see more in the future, as a complement to my own. What’s better than a distilled version of my own imperfect thoughts? You get it, you got it, and you have gotten it. Who could ask for anything more? Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.