In the vast cosmos of literature, poetry has long been a form of expression that allows individuals to articulate feelings, experiences, and contemplation on life’s complexities. Born on this day March 22, 1941, Billy Collins, widely renowned for his unique approach to this art form, has significantly influenced the contemporary understanding of poetry. With a small yet powerful arsenal of words, Collins has successfully redefined poetry for modern audiences, making it more accessible and relatable to the everyday reader.
Billy Collins skillfully creates a bridge between traditional poetic structures and modern sensibilities. He infuses everyday experiences with a poetic charm, thus demystifying poetry from its high-brow literary shelf and bringing it closer to the common man’s reach. His poems are imbued with humor, wit, and an undeniable charm that makes his work both enjoyable and thought-provoking. A master of wordplay, Collins uses language not as a barrier but as a tool to invite readers into his world of words.
Despite his modern approach, Collins does not completely abandon the traditional elements of poetry. He employs familiar techniques such as rhyme, meter, and symbolism, but does so in a way that doesn’t intimidate or alienate modern readers. Instead, these elements serve as comfortable signposts in the unfamiliar terrain of poetry. Moreover, he often uses these techniques to subvert expectations and introduce a fresh perspective.
Billy Collins’ poetry is a testament to the change in societal attitudes towards poetry. His works are not only appreciated by literary scholars but are also embraced by those who were previously apathetic or intimidated by poetry. In a world where attention spans are dwindling and digital distractions are omnipresent, Collins manages to capture readers’ minds with his captivating narratives and vivid imagery. His work stands as a beacon in the world of words, showing us that poetry can indeed be an accessible and enjoyable form of expression for everyone.
Design
I pour a coating of salt on the table
and make a circle in it with my finger.
This is the cycle of life
I say to no one.
This is the wheel of fortune,
the Arctic Circle.
This is the ring of Kerry
and the white rose of Tralee
I say to the ghosts of my family,
the dead fathers,
the aunt who drowned,
my unborn brothers and sisters,
my unborn children.
This is the sun with its glittering spokes
and the bitter moon.
This is the absolute circle of geometry
I say to the crack in the wall,
to the birds who cross the window.
This is the wheel I just invented
to roll through the rest of my life
I say
touching my finger to my tongue.
-Billy Collins, “Design” from The Art of Drowning (1955)
Curated by Jennifer
