Besides dates and places and spelling words, I memorized the Gettysburg Address and bits of Shakespeare in high school. I don’t remember how I did it. But as a nursing student, I had to memorize the twelve cranial nerves in order. I still remember them and the rather inappropriate mnemonic we used.
My husband does not remember memorizing anything and is not convinced of its value since one can look up most anything. He did tell me that his dad had to memorize all 83 counties in Michigan, starting with Monroe at the southeast wrist of the mitten and zigzagging across the state to Keweenaw in the northern tip of the Upper Peninsula. He believes he probably could still recite them in his 80s. His dad also taught biology, and 20 years after he quit teaching, he still knew the common and Latin names of all the trees in the state.
The Tweetspeak Poetry team has been talking about their memorization memories. I’ve recently nosed around the Internet and used my Phone-A-Friend card to crowd-source what others think about memorization.
Glynn Young says he loved memorization when he was younger. He tucked away poems, speeches, multiplication tables, dialogue for plays, and even debate presentations. He had an English teacher who said, “You’re not educated unless you can recite at least one of Shakespeare’s soliloquies.” For Glynn, it was the dagger speech from Macbeth. He believes his experience plus being involved in debate and something like “expressive speech” played a formative role in becoming a speechwriter. “I associate memorization with learning,” he says. “We learn nursery rhymes and then recite them. We learn stories and learn to tell them . . . It’s a way to learn language, rhythm and cadence. I rarely memorize today,” he says, “and that is likely my loss.”
Rick Maxson says that for him, memorization depends on visualization. He has to “see” the persons or objects or scenes that he is committing to memory as he recites the words. In his years at the Oxford Theater in Los Angeles, he learned to use as many senses as possible to memorize dialogue. “I agree with Glynn that memorization can be a boon to writing well. And recitation allows ears to hear how words are put together, what they make you feel as you hear them.”
Heather Eure says memorizing a poem can help make a student a better writer and that reciting the same poem from memory teaches a student how to “float on words.” She memorized Antony’s monologue from Julius Caesar in high school but only hung onto it long enough to get an A on her recitation.
Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him . . .
Heather even sometimes uses Shakespeare in her science class. She tells her students before they think of asking permission to do something dangerous, to look up and memorize Act III, Scene III, verse 87 from Hamlet, which simply reads, “No.” She hopes it will be part of her legacy. She’s also contemplating #committingprufrock, maybe by trying a nifty tool like the Memorizer, though she fears starting strong and then rambling off in the middle with a similar rhyme, but completely different words, “like I’d somehow confuse Prufrock and the lyrics from a Rhianna song. Oh, the shame.” (Come on in, Heather. The water’s just fine.)
Donna Zukaitis Falcone admits that memorization is difficult for her these days, but when she sings, she believes the gift is better if it is memorized.
Bethany Rohde says that something that has helped her a bit when trying to memorize is to highlight the key starting words of a line or verse or certain trouble-causing words. She believes it gives her brain an extra light switch.
Lane Arnold says she remembers memorizing things like Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address, the Preamble to the Constitution, “I wandered lowly as a cloud,” by Wordsworth, Maslow’s hierarchy of needs, Erikson’s stages of development, bits of Shakespeare—and the names of all of her 21 first cousins and eight aunts and uncles in order of age, and “once upon a memory,” all the states and capitals. She says song lyrics have staying power. She still likes to exercise her brain by memorizing scripture and uses an app called ScriptureTyper that utilizes the senses of hearing, vision, and touch. Because you can build your own verse library, maybe it’s possible to input other pieces of text as well.
I graduated from high school and nursing school with Becky. She remembers our cranial nerve meme and also that Mrs. Butcher, our English Literature teacher, insisted we memorize 40 lines of Hamlet. She could still recite them when her own kids were in high school. Another nursing school friend, Mary, can still recite Longfellow’s Paul Revere’s Ride.
Listen, my children, and you shall hear
Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere.
On the eighteenth of April in Seventy-Five:
Hardly a man is now alive
Who remembers that famous day and year.
“I remember the entire poem,” she says, “but can’t remember where I set my phone down last.”
The funny thing is, as more people remember and share what they remember, it lights up my own brain, and I start to remember what I’ve forgotten. With a little prodding, Marie Ann remembered a few lines from Longfellow’s “A Psalm of Life.”
Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.
And Ron, yet another high school friend (who worked as a lighthouse keeper for a few years after he retired) says his mother used to memorize poetry for fun when she was a young girl during the Depression. He remembers that she could still recite James Whitcomb Riley’s “Little Orphant Annie.”
Little Orphant Annie’s come to our house to stay
An’ wash the cups and saucers up, an brush the crumbs away,
An’ shoo the chickens off the porch, an’ dust the hearth, an’ sweep,
An’ make the fire, an’ bake the bread, an’ earn her board-an’-keep;
An’ all us other children, when the supper things is done,
We set around the kitchen fire an’ has the moistest fun
A-list’nin’ to the witch-tales ‘at Annie tells about,
An’ the Gobble-uns ‘at gits you
Ef you
Don’t
Watch
Out!
Karen Swallow Prior says she’s a “huge fan” of memorization. “But this old brain finds it nearly impossible these days. I still remember Robert Frost’s Nothing Gold Can Stay from elementary school.”
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
Michelle Rinaldi Ortega finds memorization challenging. “I tend to remember impressions rather than details and substitute my own for what actually is.” She says multisensory cues help her: creating signs and gestures to go with them, drawing caveman figures, and tapping out rhythms. She likes to read out loud several times “to strengthen my weaker auditory memory skills.” She says “I get bogged down if I hear myself say it the wrong way because that can get stuck in my brain, too.”
Sharon Gibbs says she used to memorize a lot but thinks she’s gotten “lazier with age.” In school she memorized spelling words, U.S. presidents in chronological order, state capitals, and catechism. Three years ago she sat for a four-hour oncology certification exam and used associations and stories to remember symptoms, diagnostics, and side effects. She recited them and played them back when she drove to and from work. She also used index cards with questions on one side and answers on the other.
Frances Patterson said she was “pretty terrible” at memorizing as a kid. One year her homeschooling mom challenged Frances and her brother to learn the Gettysburg Address by Thanksgiving “or we couldn’t have Thanksgiving dinner.” She likes to record herself reading, then listen and say the words along with herself. Writing text on cards and scattering them around the house helps. She also uses a website that gives her the first letter of each word so she can print it out and use as a crutch.
Prasanta Verma Anumolu remembers memorizing the first ten lines of the Canterbury Tales in Old English in high school and can still recite the first four lines.
Whan that aprille with his shoures soote
The droghte of march hath perced the roote,
And bathed every veyne in swich licuor
Of which vertu engendred is the flour;
Laura Brown is in favor of memorization, especially if committing music and literature to memory. Today I crown her the Memorization Queen. The only thing she remembers memorizing in grade school is the “Pledge of Allegiance.” But in sixth grade, for the fun of it, she memorized a Rudyard Kipling poem about a mother and baby seal. It was pretty easy, she says, because a tune for the poem popped into her head and the combination of words and music helped “embed it in my memory.”
Seal Lullaby
Oh! Hush thee, my baby, the night is behind us,
And black are the waters that sparkled so gree.
The moon, o’er the combers, looks downward to find us
At rest in the hollows that rustle between.
Where billow meets billow, there soft be thy pillow;
Ah, weary wee flipperling, curl at thy ease!
The storm shall not wake thee, nor shark overtake thee,
Asleep in the arms of the slow-swinging seas.
In seventh grade she committed a bit of Prufrock and some of T.S. Eliot’s “The Wasteland” in order to impress her teacher. In college she had to memorize Romans 12, which she says was stressful. She also tackled some of Robert Frost’s poems, again because “matching melodies presented themselves.” She memorized some other poets’ works, especially Wordsworth, because she loved the poems and read them over and over until they “stuck.” (Some though, she admits, have since become unstuck.) She has memorized play dialogues and a little of Julius Caesar’s Gallic Wars, instrumental music and song lyrics.
“If you can set a poem (or any text) to music,” she says, “even if you have to make up the tune, it helps. And reading it aloud is essential.” She also reminds me, speaking of my husband and Glynn’s English teacher, that back in the day there was no Internet. “We were building neural pathways,” she said, “stocking our mental libraries, taking in things that might be a comfort or a tool years later, learning some of the things that make an educated person.”
Speaking of music and neural pathways, I’ve got to get back to singing along with Prufrock and memorizing “Eventide,” a harp solo.
Bonus: Mini Manifesto from Our Publisher, L.L. Barkat
Like Karen, I’m a huge fan of memorization, though I came late to the club. How huge, you ask? Let’s just say I’m out to start a grassroots movement called Commit Poetry. I’m totally serious about this, and I credit your bravery, Sandra, as being the initial spark.
When we asked you to “commit Prufrock” (as you ended up calling it), it was all in fun (I mean, look, we even made “belly badges” for you!). Of course, I want to keep fun in the center, but now I’m on a quiet mission, because what started in jest has sent me on a journey of discovery—and that goes far beyond that I just memorized four poems in a few weeks, two in Spanish!
Anyway, I found out that master chess players are no smarter than the average person—they’ve just spent more time memorizing moves. I found out that Peter of Ravenna (a 15th century jurist) memorized 20,000 legal points, a thousand texts by Ovid, two hundred of Cicero’s speeches and sayings, three hundred philosopher sayings, seven thousand scripture texts, and more. Had he ever been imprisoned or exiled, he could have entertained himself for years. (Gosh, I could just recite poems while I wait in line at the grocery store, to keep myself occupied, and that would have been worth the memorization effort, don’t you think?)
And I agree with Laura about flexing the mind to make it more supple in old age (or at least a comfort)—not because I’m feeling agreeable, but because it’s becoming clearer and clearer through scientific research that if we labor to put things in our minds, then our minds labor longer into our twilight years. Okay, before I write a book on this subject here at the end of your post, let me just say: watch out world (at least my world, to start). Poetry memorization is on its way. 🙂
Photo by 白士 李, Creative Commons license via Flickr. Post by Sandra Heska King.
Editor’s Note: In the coming weeks, Sandra will update us on her progress and strategies for committing Prufrock. Stay tuned on Facebook and/or Twitter, where she’ll feature live video updates. We’ve given Sandra the option to Phone a Friend, so be prepared in case she calls on you to help with some Italian pronunciations or to learn a little about a part of the poem, or even to recite a stanza with her.
Want to commit Prufrock with Sandra? Download your own Committing Prufrock Poetry Dare Printable Barista Badges that you can cut out and color to celebrate all 15 sections as you memorize them. Tweet a photo with your badge to us at @tspoetry and use the hashtag #commitprufrock.
For further reading
Why We Should Memorize at The New Yorker
Billy Collins By Heart at The Atlantic
Billy Collins on Life, Death & Poetry at Washington Post
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Maureen says
I will never forget a high school geography teacher who required my class to know the shapes of countries. For the test, one had to be able to identify those shapes (no multiple choice). In the ’60s, who knew about Mustang?
As a 10-year-old nerd I memorized ‘The Gettysburg Address” because Lincoln was (still is) my hero. I can still recite some of it.
Shakespeare? Has anyone not memorized some Shakespeare? For one project in HS, I and a team of other girls memorized and recited series of lines together (I’ve forgotten the name of the play), an approach that won us some points for creativity.
In college, the choir director would stop conducting if he caught someone looking at the music; so, we memorized the music and where our parts began and stopped.
When I worked summers at Wolf Trap Farm Park for the Performing Arts, we often closed out the season with a musical. Once, for eight days (with matinees) we listened/watched ‘Most Happy Fella’. Everyone of us, including the Park Service Rangers, could sing it by its end. We memorized it just by hearing it.
Sandra Heska King says
Thanks for sharing these memories, Maureen. I noticed that except for the Gettysburg Address, you had some kind of group support, working together as a team to get lines or music down. So many things come easier when you have friends for the journey.
There’s a country called Mustang?
Will Willingham says
I love hearing all these experiences from different people. 🙂
And that video… Makes me all kinds of happy.
Sandra Heska King says
I loved hearing those, too, LW. Just think of how much fun if that big lizard/little dinosaur had fallen on me…
Sandra Heska King says
Laura, I don’t know if you were the sole perpetrator of this crime–I mean committing–or if LW was an accomplice, but it’s one of the most fun things I’ve done. Challenging, but fun. And yes, one wouldn’t need to be exiled or imprisoned to take advantage of the effort. There are grocery stores and doctor’s offices and MRI machines with space to fill. And I’m all for firing up the neurons. I read that one can delay the cognitive decline of aging by at least 14 years through memorization. Julia Kasdorf says it’s a form of self-love. We could also say it’s a form of self-care, right up there with sleep and exercise and eating right. And the taking of toast (or maybe a cheese stick) and tea. I’m not stopping with Prufrock. And I’m really impressed that you’re memorizing, too, and in Spanish. I don’t know how I’m going to learn the Prufrock’s Italian part. I shall need Maureen’s tutoring I think…
L.L. Barkat says
As I recall, you were fishing for a dare (maybe subconsciously) on Facebook, and I sent along a little catfish to nibble on your line. As for the nature of the dare itself, it was mine. I wanted to see you go to the next level with your daring-do’s.
It is a source of real joy to me that you’re not stopping with Prufrock.
As for the Spanish (and this speaks to your Italian task), I’m not very facile with it. What I’ve discovered through taking in just these 2 poems to date: this is a supreme way to learn a language. I’ve learned more vocabulary and absorbed more grammar through these than probably weeks of rote studying. 🙂
(Oh, and an extra tip on the uses of memorized poems: I’ve been using them to keep me company during mid-sleep insomniac hours. Very entertaining!)
Sandra Heska King says
Was I fishing? I don’t remember, but the lake must have been low and the catfish starving because I snagged a big one this time.
Oh yes, insomnia can be helpful. So can long car rides if you don’t fall asleep and drool on your neck.
Donna Falcone says
Sandra… cue the song: Have I told you lately that I love you? Okay… well, not love love, but barista sister love. AND I love this video, and of course you know the Iguana scan cracks me up! 😉
I love what Heather says about students learning to “float on words” Just so beautiful. I wonder too… in the spots of Prufrock where you feel very sure of yourself, do you feel floaty… because you sound floaty. Not floaty floaty, but you know… floating on words floaty.
I wondered why you were asking these questions before. It’s really great to see so many different stories here.
I liked reading LLs manifesto, too. And the part about if we labor to put things into our brains our brains will labor for us – very interesting.
Sandra Heska King says
Well, I’ve since learned I might need to be on the lookout for things more terrifying than iguanas. The pest control dude who came today to handle the “ghost” ants said he’d just past several iguanas on the road… not *our* road but south a ways. A whole passel of them and one dodging traffic. So I guess it may become a sighting like “Look, squirrel.”
I loved Heather’s “floating on words,” too. I don’t know if I feel “floaty” in those spots. Maybe. I know I don’t feel bloaty. I think I’m relaxing more into this thing, though. And LL’s idea of my brain laboring longer into my twilight years makes me happy.
I love you, too, in a barista sister way. Tea?
Bethany R. says
Such a delight to read and watch this, Sandra! I’m amazed at how much you’ve already memorized (you too, L.L.!). I do love your reading of Prufrock, Sandra. You make that poem feel so much more approachable than when I read it in my book. I’m off to play the video again… 🙂
Sandra Heska King says
I’m kind of amazed, too, Bethany. And I like your “already” because it feels like I *should* be further along. But it’s also amazing to me that these words are sealing, because when I tried to recite from “Let us go then” to the end of this section, I only had to peek a couple times to get back on track.
Laura Lynn Brown says
I admire you for doing this, all this, the memorization and the writing about it and encouraging a movement of poem-keepers.
Today’s memory poem: “Home to Roost” by Kay Ryan.
Sandra Heska King says
Are you memorizing that, Laura? 😉 I saw it earlier today. But where? My neurons are napping.
MM says
Thanks for this. Human Communication has so much to do with being a memory kept. I’m obsessed with the magic of text going in the mind, then coming out through the voice. Memorization is vital in preservation of art & somehow, overlooked… idk, but I am obsessed with it. So, I’m grateful to have read this!
– MM
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Sandra Heska King says
Thank you, Mavis. I have listened to some of your episodes. I like how you’ve condensed the tools into short bites. I also like the ideas of memorized and then spoken text as magic and art preservation. Grateful that you’ve stopped by and sorry I “wasn’t home.”
Mary Langer Thompson says
I can still recite The Tomorrow Speech from MacBeth we memorized in high school and recited to our teacher one by one outside the classroom door. Later when I was teaching high school English a parent told me how to remember the six wives of Henry the 8th: “Divorced, Deceased, Died, Divorced Deceased, Survived.” “Deceased,” of course, is a euphemism for her head was chopped off.
Sandra Heska King says
Hi Mary… Somehow I missed your comment–a whole year ago. 🙁
Reciting to the teacher outside the room reminds me of the “recitation bench” of old. But one-on-one with the teacher must have eliminated stage fright. And I love this memory crutch.
Josefin says
We always learned:
“Divorced, beheaded, died,
Divorced, beheaded, survived”
I guess my teachers weren’t worried about having traumatised primary school children!
Sandra Heska King says
LOL!
Josefin says
So far, I’ve memorised 77 of Shakespeare’s sonnets (50%) and I will eventually learn the rest of them too. On top of that, I have 45 other poems (from John Donne to William Blake to Noel Coward) which I have picked up along the way – it has certainly been useful in my career as a literature student – although it did annoy my teachers when I ruined some of their exercises!
I enjoy learning poems; it gives me something to do on long journeys (either learning new ones or reciting old ones) and if the world ever ends up like Fahrenheit 451, then I will be the first to join the literature-reciting outlaws!
Sandra Heska King says
I love this! And I’m in awe.