In memorizing the poem On
Rachmaninoff’s Birthday by Frank O’Hara, I found the most difficult aspect
was the rhythmic pattern. Before memorizing the poem, the rhythmic pattern of
the poem did not stand out, yet having to articulate it multiple times, I found
the beginning of the poem had a rhythm and so did the end. Yet the middle was
disjointed and punctuated. O’Hara mocks and mimics the music of Rachmaninoff. Rachmaninoff’s
music is known for its extreme crescendos and diminuendos and disjointedness of
melody due to its complexity. O’Hara seems to mimic this in the disjointedness
of the rhythmic pattern of the poem. For instance, “is the room full of smoke?
Shit/ on the soup, let it burn. So it’s back./ You’ll nee rbe mentally sober”
(O’Hara 7). The last couple of lines seem to create a rhythmic pattern, while
the middle of the poem is disjointed. The disjointedness comes from the fact
that the imagery invoked is from observations. O’Hara’s observations, whether
from present or past, seem to intermingle throughout the poem, creating
fluidity in imagery yet disjointedness in rhythm. Similar to that of Ashbery,
O’Hara structures his poem to come in a collage of images. In this particular
poem, these collage of images are invoked through the remembrance of childhood
memories that Rachmaninoff stirs in O’Hara. For instance, in memorizing the line, “of rhinestone, yoyo,
carpenter’s pencil”, the line created an image of a child running around with
such items in his or her pocket. I used the repetition of repeating the poem in
order to memorize it. In doing so, I was forced to create associations and
imagery to the observations that he was saying. It created a deeper
understanding of the poem than what I originally had. In the intertwining
imagery of his childhood to his memories associated with Rachmaninoff, O’Hara
demonstrates the romance and madness of Rachmaninoff’s music. This is
particularly done with the imagery of loving childhood memories and the
intertwining lines of absurdity. For instance, “My pocket/ of rhinestone, yoyo,
carpenter’s pencil,/ amethyst, hypo, campaign button,/ is the room full of
smoke? Shit” (O’Hara 7). In these lines, O’Hara provides an image of the
childhood memories yet intertwines the nonsense to demonstrate the complexity
of Rachmaninoff’s music.
In
memorizing this poem, I gained a different perspective of the poem. Instead of
just seeing it from a point of structure and themes, I listened closely to the
lyrical and rhythmic aspect of the poem. As it delved into its various
crescendos and diminuendos, I couldn’t help but understand and feel a better
sense of the Rachmaninoff that O’Hara was portraying.
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