The Origin of Bokardo
Lots of people ask me this, so here it is:
The origin of Bokardo is a poem written by Edwin Arlington Robinson, who shared the same hometown as me: Gardiner, Maine. I grew up two houses down from the Robinson House. Robinson won 3 Pulitzer Prizes in poetry in the early part of the 20th Century, was famous during the teens and twenties, and was one of the first poets to write about everyday people. His sketches of Miniver Cheevy, Eben Flood, and Richard Cory are very well-known.
As with most literature, the story behind the work makes it much more interesting. In this case, the poem is a supposed account of Edwin’s brother Herman visiting him in New York to make amends years after their falling out. Herman had also fallen away from his wife Emma and their children and was drinking himself to death on the coast of Maine. He visits his brother to make amends. He has no other family outside of Edwin and Emma. (their older brother Dean, a doctor, had died of a morphine overdose and their beloved mother died years before from diphtheria)
The story is made more intriguing because it is likely that Edwin was in love with Herman’s wife, Emma. He met her when he was 18, and he introduced her to Herman. Soon Emma and Herman were married…Edwin did not attend the wedding. It is thought that the increased tension of this triangle eventually forced Edwin to leave Gardiner for good. Years later, after Herman drank himself to death, Edwin returned to Gardiner and asked Emma to marry him, but she steadfastly refused. Three times. This theory is expounded in the book Where the Light Falls, by Chard Powers Smith, who spent time with Edwin at the MacDowell Colony in Petersborough, New Hampshire where Edwin spent his summers.
Edwin’s poem Eros Turannos (Love, the Tyrant), one his most beautiful, can be seen as an interpretation of Emma’s estrangement from Herman. (Robert Pinsky reading)
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1. Jenny Spadafora 1:34pm, Fri 9th, 2006
I had no idea you were also from Gardiner. I grew up on Lincoln Ave, just down the street from the EAR house. Small world…
2. Josh 2:25pm, Fri 9th, 2006
Are you kidding me?
I grew up on Danforth Street…
3. Noah Brier 5:07pm, Fri 9th, 2006
This is so strange, yesterday I was thinking I was going to write you an email and ask you this question. Thanks for clearing it up.
4. Jenny Spadafora 5:57pm, Fri 9th, 2006
Borned and raised. Which means I was subjected to GAHS… a bit ahead of you, though, I was class of ’89. My grandmother still lives on Lincoln Ave, across from the ballfield.
5. billhd 11:58am, Mon 12th, 2006
I always took Bokardo to be a kind of Robinsonian analogue to Plato’s (and Pirsig’s) Phaedrus – a figure representing a kind childlike, and sometimes even naive enthusiasm for (and faith in) the truth that many of us try to preserve as we grow cynical. An apt name for this blog indeed! Not for the naivetee, but rather for its wide-eyed longing for the good and the true.
6. Kevin Burton 3:34am, Tue 13th, 2006
In the Haight in San Francisco there’s a burrito place named something like ….. Bolitos or Bazaros or something.
But I have a mental block and I ALWAYS call it Bokardo……… doh!
Lets go eat at Bokardos!
7. Tim v.G. 7:31pm, Thu 3rd, 2006
“Bocardo” is the acronym-type name of one of the classic categorical syllogisms.
“Name given by medieval logicians to a categorical syllogism whose standard form has the mood and figure designated as OAO-3.
Example: Some local jails are not maximum-security prisons, but since all local jails are correctional institutions, it follows that some correctional institutions are not maximum-security prisons.”
http://www.philosophypages.com/dy/b5.htm