No, she wasn't actually staggering around the hallowed halls. But a Cambridge English professor caused quite a stir last week when a question on his final exam asked students to compare the poetry of Sir Walter Raleigh (1552-1618) to song lyrics by Bob Dylan, Billie Holiday and, you guessed it, Amy Winehouse.
The British press is still buzzing about it, with critics accusing the school of dumbing down its exams and focusing particularly on Winehouse--one of their favorite targets. What was the drug-addled starlet's work, they asked, doing in a Cambridge English class?
It was holding up quite well, actually. The professor explained his choice by using a definition of lyric poetry that helps put the matter in perspective, that lyric poetry is "of or pertaining to the lyre; adapted to the lyre, meant to be sung." It reminds us how close song is to poetry's roots. Even the old university brushed off the criticism and defended its professor, replying that the test merely showed that the school is in touch with contemporary society.
Care to judge for yourself? Here are the "poems" from the exam. First, an excerpt from Sir Walter Raleigh's As You Came from The Holy Land:
Know that Love is a careless child,
And forgets promise past;
He is blind, he is deaf when he list,
And in faith never fast.
His desire is a dureless content,
And a trustless joy ;
He is won with a world of despair,
And is lost with a toy.
Of womankind such indeed is the love,
Or the word love abusèd,
Under which many childish desires
And conceits are excusèd.
But true love is a durable fire,
In the mind ever burning,
Never sick, never old, never dead,
From itself never turning.
And here are the Winehouse lyrics (from Love is a Losing Game):
For you I was the flame,Sure the Winehouse lyrics are a bit simpler and clunkier. But they're also more immediate, more raw and, some would no doubt say, more powerful. Her rhyme is a little suffocating--but that might be deliberate--it suits the subject matter.
Love is a losing game
Five story fire as you came,
Love is losing game
One I wish I never played
Oh, what a mess we made
And now the final frame,
Love is a losing game
Played out by the band,
Love is a losing hand
More than I could stand,
Love is a losing hand
Self professed and profound
Tilter tips were down
Know you're a gambling man
Love is a loosing hand
Tho' I battled blind,
Love is a fate resigned
Memories mar my mind,
Love is a fate resigned
Over futile odds,
And laughed at by the Gods
And now the final frame,
Love is a losing game
Billie Holiday's Fine and Mellow strikes a different chord:
My man don't love me Treats me oh so mean My man he don't love me Treats me awfully He's the, lowest man That I've ever seen. He wears high trimmed pants Stripes are really yellow He wears high trimmed pants Stripes are really yellow But when he starts in to love me He's so fine and mellowThe song isn't complex, but even reading it on paper, I admire how tightly wrought and light-hearted it is. The final couplet is rewarding.
I got a letter on a lonesome day,
It was from her ship a-sailin',
Saying I don't know when I'll be comin' back again,
It depends on how I'm a-feelin'.
Well, if you, my love, must think that-a-way,
I'm sure your mind is roamin'.
I'm sure your heart is not with me,
But with the country to where you're goin'.
So take heed, take heed of the western wind,
Take heed of the stormy weather.
And yes, there's something you can send back to me,
Spanish boots of Spanish leather.
What makes Raleigh so much more artful anyway? No doubt it helps that he wore puffy shirts and has been dead for five centuries. No doubt it helps that he had such a dashing life, rife with espionage and an illicit love affair. He was even accused of trying to kill the king before being jailed and finally beheaded. And you thought Winehouse was a rebel.
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Amy Winehouse is so damned good when she is clean.
What she is doing to herself is a sad and very old song sung by many a poet.
I've been hearing Holliday's "Fine And Mellow" for forty years, and I've never found a second reason for talking about the details of her man's trousers at this particular moment in the story. It's just to provide rhyme cover for her assertion that under the right circumstances he is "fine and mellow." On the dumbometer I put it south of "mairzy doats." Someone cites it as poetry here? Yikes!
I enjoyed this post, John. This is a great way to teach, engage and demonstrate the relevance, appeal, and universality of art (and poetry) over time. It's also a creative way to show that art isn't simply historical and the stuff of dead men (and women); it evolves over time and is alive -- very much about the present. My awareness came courtesy of a high school English teacher who used this technique. It was very effective and it gave my classmates and me greater insights to artistic context. It also made art and the artistic process more personal, immediate, and accessible.
I appreciate that the professor chose a Winehouse lyric. I echo the sentiments below... Winehouse is a talented lyricist, composer, and vocalist. I hope she can shake her demons and begin expanding her talent again.
Cheers...
Interesting.
Winehouse is extremely talented. I hope she doesn't destroy her gift of her life.
There is a guy who teaches a "rock and roll" interpretation class in Minnesota who has his sourse material on the web. His commentaries about the albums he covers are ridiculously fannish. He is just telling you how good this record is compared to another and such "usefull" critiques.
I've not listened to much Winehouse, but her lyrical talent shows here. At this point it just saddens me to see how a rocket-blast to excessive fame, can lead to an equally rapid downfall.
This article does a great job of pointing out the hypocrisy of those who might have a purist/elitist mentality.
Excellent article; this is a fascinating look at culture and popular trends over the centuries. As a big Amy Winehouse fan, I'd suggest that her rhyming structure in '....Losing Game', when hung on the beautiful melody line, is haunting and indicative of the wrenching, if not regret, then resignation expressed in the song.
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