FBI admitting role in censorshipA Poem on Censorship: ‘Batten the Sovereign Soul’ by Maura H. Harrison The Society August 5, 2023 Culture, Poetry 10 Comments . Batten the Sovereign Soul I think we used to be stronger, home-made With simple stuff. We’d read a headline, see An ad and know that we were being played. We’d roll our eyes and let the bias be. Perhaps we’d laugh like holy fools and try The part, the party’s propaganda’s plaything, Or cry like Luddites, lost within a sigh And longing for truth’s carton’s candid casing. But now, the world assumes our fragile eyes Need censorship. Our ears, in echo chamber, Need bots and bans. We need fact-checkers checking, Mob’s standards standing, cancel’s canceling lies __Canting curated “truth.” __We are in danger. Batten the sovereign soul. Real rends a reckoning. . . Maura H. Harrison is a poet and photographer from Virginia, USA. 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Reply Maura Harrison August 5, 2023 Brian, Thank you for your thoughtful read of the poem and your comments. –Maura Reply Roy Eugene Peterson August 5, 2023 Censorship begets censorship! You are so right in your message to all. I fear it has only begun and will worsen. From free speech now branded hate speech to attempts to crush resistance to words against the many countercultures and supposed gender-bending changes, we are in a war of words. Like Brian, I found the two short lines really emphasized your point. Reply Maura Harrison August 5, 2023 Roy, I agree; censorship begets censorship! Thank you for your comments. Reply Joseph S. Salemi August 5, 2023 This is one of those poems that scares me — literally. It focuses very clearly on the evil that is unfolding, and which is now rooted in the highest levels of government agencies and in the boardrooms of big business. Academia, publishing, advertising, mainstream media, the endless flood of lies and propaganda coming from bureaucracies and NGOs — all of it is preparing the groundwork for massive censorship, world-wide. All of us who are resisting and protesting are like David, facing Goliath. Ms. Harrison, I also agree with Brian and Roy that splitting the penultimate line is a master stroke of emphasis. Reply Maura Harrison August 5, 2023 Joseph, Thank you for your comments. While I don’t explicitly use the word evil in the poem, I agree…it is an evil. Reply Susan Jarvis Bryant August 5, 2023 Maura, from the enticing title to the clever use of line breaks in the sonnet’s conclusion, this admirably crafted poem highlights the horrors of living in today’s world with chilling accuracy. Dr. Salemi is right. This poem is scary… very scary. Great stuff! Reply Maura Harrison August 5, 2023 Susan, thank you, I am grateful for your comments. Reply Margaret Coats August 5, 2023 Maura, it’s interesting that the poem becomes slower reading as we go on. Your increasingly complex syntax (clear as most of it is when carefully considered), makes us stop to think about the increasing fragility of our eyes. And ears, too, now that we seem to be in echo chambers where we hear the same messages repeatedly, and with less clarity. This is an excellent technique leading up to the call for renewed responsibility in “Batten the sovereign soul.” That call resonates well if we are aware that eyes and ears are the windows through which the soul receives knowledge. I’m not quite sure what the final sentence means. “Real” (I imagine) refers back to the simple, stronger, homemade stuff we used to be made of. But is “rends” the verb, or a noun modified by “real”? I will think further if you don’t want to give your authorial interpretation immediately. I admire the poem as a truly thoughtful one facing a difficult prospect, and created with the careful choice of words due to the situation you describe. Reply Maura Harrison August 6, 2023 Margaret, Thank you for your comments and questions. Regarding the last line, I am using “real” as another word for “truth”; and my intention was for “rends” to be the verb. It’s interesting, looking at that now, I can see how one could place the stress on “real” for an inverted forth foot, or place the stress on “rends” for an iambic foot. I think “rends” stands out more as a verb if you read that fourth foot as inverted. 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.
Brian A Yapko August 5, 2023 I enjoyed this poem very much, Maura. I especially like your reference to the Luddites which has strong 21st Century parallels. And your reference to canting curated “truth” is spot on. I also like the split of the sonnet’s 13th line into two short lines to really spotlight the dire warning. Reply
Maura Harrison August 5, 2023 Brian, Thank you for your thoughtful read of the poem and your comments. –Maura Reply
Roy Eugene Peterson August 5, 2023 Censorship begets censorship! You are so right in your message to all. I fear it has only begun and will worsen. From free speech now branded hate speech to attempts to crush resistance to words against the many countercultures and supposed gender-bending changes, we are in a war of words. Like Brian, I found the two short lines really emphasized your point. Reply
Maura Harrison August 5, 2023 Roy, I agree; censorship begets censorship! Thank you for your comments. Reply
Joseph S. Salemi August 5, 2023 This is one of those poems that scares me — literally. It focuses very clearly on the evil that is unfolding, and which is now rooted in the highest levels of government agencies and in the boardrooms of big business. Academia, publishing, advertising, mainstream media, the endless flood of lies and propaganda coming from bureaucracies and NGOs — all of it is preparing the groundwork for massive censorship, world-wide. All of us who are resisting and protesting are like David, facing Goliath. Ms. Harrison, I also agree with Brian and Roy that splitting the penultimate line is a master stroke of emphasis. Reply
Maura Harrison August 5, 2023 Joseph, Thank you for your comments. While I don’t explicitly use the word evil in the poem, I agree…it is an evil. Reply
Susan Jarvis Bryant August 5, 2023 Maura, from the enticing title to the clever use of line breaks in the sonnet’s conclusion, this admirably crafted poem highlights the horrors of living in today’s world with chilling accuracy. Dr. Salemi is right. This poem is scary… very scary. Great stuff! Reply
Margaret Coats August 5, 2023 Maura, it’s interesting that the poem becomes slower reading as we go on. Your increasingly complex syntax (clear as most of it is when carefully considered), makes us stop to think about the increasing fragility of our eyes. And ears, too, now that we seem to be in echo chambers where we hear the same messages repeatedly, and with less clarity. This is an excellent technique leading up to the call for renewed responsibility in “Batten the sovereign soul.” That call resonates well if we are aware that eyes and ears are the windows through which the soul receives knowledge. I’m not quite sure what the final sentence means. “Real” (I imagine) refers back to the simple, stronger, homemade stuff we used to be made of. But is “rends” the verb, or a noun modified by “real”? I will think further if you don’t want to give your authorial interpretation immediately. I admire the poem as a truly thoughtful one facing a difficult prospect, and created with the careful choice of words due to the situation you describe. Reply
Maura Harrison August 6, 2023 Margaret, Thank you for your comments and questions. Regarding the last line, I am using “real” as another word for “truth”; and my intention was for “rends” to be the verb. It’s interesting, looking at that now, I can see how one could place the stress on “real” for an inverted forth foot, or place the stress on “rends” for an iambic foot. I think “rends” stands out more as a verb if you read that fourth foot as inverted. Reply