Wednesday, 23 November 2016

POETS UNITED - HYPERBOLE

“Only the broken-hearted know the truth about love.” - Mason Cooley

“Post-Truth” is Oxford Dictionaries’ Word of the Year. The Oxford Dictionaries website told readers post-truth could be “one of the defining words of our time.” The term comes from an idea that became popular during the 2016 election campaign in the United States. Post-truth, as the website defines it, means to relate to situations where “objective facts are less influential in shaping public opinion than appeals to emotion and personal belief.” Oxford Dictionaries officials say they chose post-truth as Word of the Year because of its rising popularity. They said the term’s usage appeared to increase 2,000% in 2016 alone…

I note this as the Midweek Motif in the Poets United site this week relates to “stretching the truth” or to give it a more literary mien, to “use hyperbole”. This means to make exaggerated statements or claims not meant to be taken literally; and as a literary device relates to use exaggeration, going beyond the truth, in order to make a point. The word comes from the Greek: “huperbolē” meaning ‘excess’ (from huper ‘above’ + ballein ‘to throw’).

When in love we live in a world of hyperboles and our emotions are working overtime, being thrown above and beyond the ordinary, our every action and word being an exaggeration. Hence my poem is a love poem, which I cast in the form of a folk song – once again rather aptly, given the theme this week:

How Much Do I Love You?

I love you, dear, as heaven’s high
As deep as deep blue sea;
As broad and wide as endless sky
As tall as greenwood tree.

My love as endless, darling heart,
As universe no bounds;
And for each lovely starry part
My love expands its grounds.

To me you are more precious, love,
Than all the purest gold;
Rich gems and jewels I think of
Unmoved will leave me, cold.

Your sparkling eyes so lucent, clear,
Put diamonds bright to shame;
Your rosy lips so fiery red appear,
That put out fulgent flame.

I love you, dear, as hell is hot,
And as the ice is frozen;
My love for you a steady thought
For you’re the one I’ve chosen.

The illustration is a detail from John William Waterhouse's painting" "The Soul of the Rose".

11 comments:

  1. wow...an amazing fire and ice love!

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  2. Yes, it has a classic feel. I don't mind living in a world of hyperbole as long as i' m in love.

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  3. we can appreciate innuendo and exaggeration when it is about love. A fine poem today Nicolas.

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  4. Your sparkling eyes so lucent, clear,
    Put diamonds bright to shame;
    Your rosy lips so fiery red appear,
    That put out fulgent flame.

    Gorgeous lines!!!

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  5. But, see? I'm romantic enough to believe this kind of hyperbole--and dangerous enough to want to hold a lover to it.

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  6. We are living in a "post-truth" world, it seems. I enjoyed this poem. When in love, hyperbole definitely comes into play.

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  7. I see we are both wrote on the same lines today. Love is always a good subject to use hyperbole as we truly believe it when we happily fall in her trap!

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  8. I agree that love oftentimes brings out hyperbole. Pleasant though to be the recipient of such! I like this one very much and envy the recipient. Smiles.

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  9. absolutely gorgeous; you can write ME a love song any day

    much love...

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