{"id":1711,"date":"2014-11-05T00:30:46","date_gmt":"2014-11-05T05:30:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.butler.edu\/wits\/?p=1711"},"modified":"2015-10-17T16:15:00","modified_gmt":"2015-10-17T20:15:00","slug":"sun-gazing-and-the-ecstasy-of-applause","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blogs.butler.edu\/wits\/sun-gazing-and-the-ecstasy-of-applause\/","title":{"rendered":"SUN GAZING AND THE ECSTASY OF APPLAUSE"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/blogs.butler.edu\/wits\/files\/2014\/10\/thad.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-1717\" src=\"http:\/\/blogs.butler.edu\/wits\/files\/2014\/10\/thad.jpg\" alt=\"thad\" width=\"960\" height=\"640\" srcset=\"http:\/\/blogs.butler.edu\/wits\/files\/2014\/10\/thad.jpg 960w, http:\/\/blogs.butler.edu\/wits\/files\/2014\/10\/thad-659x439.jpg 659w, http:\/\/blogs.butler.edu\/wits\/files\/2014\/10\/thad-700x466.jpg 700w, http:\/\/blogs.butler.edu\/wits\/files\/2014\/10\/thad-332x221.jpg 332w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 960px) 100vw, 960px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Precisely nothing\u2019s more precious than a young spark\u2019s genuine enthusiasm. Prior to my experience in this classroom, I was experientially ignorant of this maxim. Professional recluse, I had holed up amongst dead guys\u2019 thoughts about the now-dead they had lived with long enough to forget where the words came from in the first place.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cBut what do I write next?\u201d said Christopher, fire-eyed desk master of grade 9.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAnything you want!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cVideo games?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOf course!\u201d I watched as jolts of excitement shot through his eyes. \u201cImagine your life is a video game. Write about what that feels like on a typical day.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYes!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Or how about Jadon, who, when asked to consider using a death-persona in his next poem, only squinted, irritated. He said, \u201cI\u2019ve already done that plenty.\u201d He then slipped me six stanzas of tercets, iambic for the most part, and end-rhymed, in which his speaker whined utterly Prufrockian claustrophobe, to bliss! This was followed by a presentation of a four-part series of similarly crafted poems entitled, \u201cTrapt,\u201d which featured even more inventive, albeit cathartic, lyrical excitations of <em>ennui<\/em>. Death? Been there.<\/p>\n<p>There\u2019s no telling from which direction the light shines in this club. One is overcome as it bursts from all angles. What of Jammonica, confidently kind, who writes of the cat-clawed ghoul in the shadow? Or Isaiah, master of his own rhythms, who effortlessly scrawls quick witted transcendentalist lyrics that have urgency and demonstrate a connotative linguistic impulse wholly intuited, diamond gleamy.<\/p>\n<p>The atmosphere is one of casual-self reveal, if ever, only a small encouragement is necessary. At the closing of class, the occasional first-time reader enacts the same beautiful pageantry: we all watch as timidity and uncertainty slowly transforms before us, leaking through the feet into the floor, leaving what was clouded at the start\u2014bright sun\u2014a marvel we mirror with an ecstasy of applause.<\/p>\n<p><em>Thaddeus Harmon is a poet in the MFA Creative Writing program.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Precisely nothing\u2019s more precious than a young spark\u2019s genuine enthusiasm. Prior to my experience in this classroom, I was experientially ignorant of this maxim. 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