Reinventing the Life of a Poet in the Modern World

Category: Poems on Mars Project (Page 2 of 3)

Is Writing Poetry a Role or a Tool?

JigswI've been reading endless amounts of back-and-forth criticism surrounding the infamous poetry wars and depressing debates on what the "role of the poet" should be. Forget about the style and content wars, the very role of the poet is contested.

Should the role of a poet be a witness? Should the poet's role be to challenge the limits of language? Should the poet's role be to explain cultural phenomena? She the poet be a peacemaker or instigator? Should the poet's role be beyond any conceivable role?

The thing is, this debate is based on a false premise. We shouldn't conceive of poetry as a role at all. We should conceive of it as a tool. And a tool that can service many roles: culture critic, language manipulator, witness to world events.

Poetry is not a job description. This is why we get so hung-up about it, why the idea of it attaches itself too precariously to our sense of identity.

And this is what causes all the idiotic mud-wrestling.

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Treadmilling to Poetry Podcasts

PodcastI've been trying to get on my treadmill more often and struggling to find entertaining ways to keep myself on the thing.

Last week I caught up on some poetry podcasts. It really makes the time go quicker but it's difficult to scribble down notes while walking.

Recently (10/29/2013) the PBS NewsHour podcast interviewed Billy Collins. They quoted him as saying, "the problem with poetry is that it encourages the writing of more poetry." 

BillycollinsWow. I'm going to find it harder to defend him now when my other poetry compadres attack him for being a sell-out. I don't think he is but I guess he's a stage hog. Implicit in that comment is the belief that there’s not enough room for the likes of all of us. We're all the “more guppies crowding up the fish tank.” He did have something interesting to say about Alice Fulton’s. He said she put the fun back in profundity.

Recommended: I just subscribed to the podcast of The Missouri Review and listened to the episode interviewing the editors of Electric Literature who also publish a free online journal called "Recommended Reading" that is updated every Wednesday. They talk about the future of online journals and how they compile their recommended list of fiction and what they look for in new work (stories that pop versus preciousness). They say there's and "endless crop of great work" out there.

Not Recommended: I tried listening to an episode of a podcast called The Broad Pod but I didn’t like it. This is mostly readings of science fiction by women.

AnthonyHighly Recommended: Indie Feed continues to please. The 4/28 episode interviews British poet Anthony Anaxagorou. View his site: http://anthonyanaxagorou.com/

Recommended: The 1/19 episode of PBS NewsHours podcast was about physicians who embrace poetry. This reminded me of the Scottish Poetry Library's project to provide poets to doctors. This podcast interviewed a doctor in Boston and doctor/poet Raphael Compo about his new book, Alternative Medicine. View his site at: http://www.rafaelcampo.com/

They talk about how metaphorical language is used by both poets and doctors who need to communicate complicated issues with patients. Doctors also use poetry to reconnect with the feelings of their clients.

I love any discussion of poetry being used for practical purposes, such as helping doctors reconnect with their own practice.

   

A Book About Food

EarLoved reading The Hungry Ear, Poems of Food & Drink edited by Kevin Young. This book does something I've been saying poetry should do: present around a subject of study. This could be the way into non-poetry-readers hearts and minds. I mean, who doesn't know a foodie they can give this book to?

Scientists would likely love science poems. Artists would likely love a collection of ekphrastic poetry, welders would love poems about welding. And foodies would love poems about food. Because they love to eulogize food. And bingo! Poets eulogize stuff. Foodies would love to dig deeper into the nature of food with this book, love to think beyond the cookbook, beyond essays about food or cultural food studies. This book is full of (figuratively) juicy little spirituals about food.

Poetry can spread if the gifts of poetry are presented around a subject.

I did wonder about the order of the poems. You'd find three onion poems in a row. I can't decid whether or not that was a good thing (variations on an onion) or too much onion (the poems weren't stirred up enough).

But there are many beautiful poems here, many new to me (Joy Harjo's ode to the kitchen table "Perhaps the World Ends Here") and some old favorites (Tom Lux's "Refrigerator, 1957" to William Carlos Williams' "This is Just to Say"). My favorite section was one called Short Orders about restaurant food. 

   

Poets on Cable TV

JdPoets on International Cable News!

Last week I went to Phoenix to see the opening show of Cher's Dressed to Kill tour. While Monsieur Big Bang and I were there we flipped through the channels of our hotel's cable and stumbled upon RT TV or Russia Today. Similar to CNN, this cable news station is apparently gaining popularity in the US. According to Wikipedia, "In 2011 it was the second most-watched foreign news channel in the U.S. after BBC World News."

As we tuned in, the show airing referred to RT as "radical thought" and first aired a soapbox video from a gun advocate and his suspicions about the US government. That was followed by the "spoken word artist" Jamie Dunmore reading an environmental poem called "My Call to Humanity" in full and live on the program. I was stunned at how much airtime this show gave him. And then, as if that wasn't radical enough, they interviewed him about his thoughts on how to challenge government propaganda and consumerism! Crazy!

Watch his peformance on RT
See the RT Interview
Read the poem
See other YouTube performances
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GhostadvPoets on Ghost Hunting Reality Shows!

When I came home from seeing Cher in Phoenix, I immediately had started a week of nightshift work supporting the website of ICANN during their Singapore meeting. To keep myself awake, I watched crime shows like Snapped or anything on ID network, or, if Monsieur Big Bang is up, we like to watch ghost shows.

I must say, I'm not always convinced these shows find any ghostly evidence. I think most of what spooks us can be explained by normal events. The rest is either wishful seeking or will explained some day by future scientific discoveries. That is not to say I don't believe in life after death or ghosts per se. I am just not convinced these shows have found the chatty corpse. However, I am addicted to these shows nonetheless.

I'm fascinated by what spooks us and am  fascinated by a good old ghost story, the ability to tell a story that seizes the heart of the listener and manipulates their fears. There's a craft to it. Torhoue

So I was thrilled last night when I came upon an episode of Ghost Adventures from Season 7 in 2012 called "Tor House." The house was built in Carmel, California, by poet Robinson Jeffers and show spends a good portion of the beginning with readings of Jeffers' poetry, particularly as it relates to the location and his theories about ghosts. 

They read his poem "The Ghost" in full at the top of the show.

There is a jaggle of masonry here, on a small hill
Above the gray-mouthed Pacific, cottages and a thick-walled tower, all made of rough sea rock
And Portland cement. I imagine, fifty years from now,
A mist-gray figure moping about this place in mad moonlight, examining
the mortar-joints, pawing the

Parasite ivy: "Does the place stand? How did it take that last earthquake?" Then someone comes
From the house-door, taking a poodle for his bedtime walk. The dog snarls and retreats; the man
Stands rigid, saying "Who are you? What are you doing here?" "Nothing to hurt you," it answers, "I am just looking
At the walls that I built. I see that you have played hell
With the trees that I planted." "There has to be room for people," he answers. "My God," he says, "That still!"

The ghost hunters speculate on his predictions in the poem and the coincidences they have Robisonjeffersexperienced during their production of the episode, which is the 50th anniversary of his death at the house in 1962.

This is one of many favorite uses, among many, of poetry: going beyond aesthetics to mine poetry for practical information based on a topic, in this case ghosts.

The show's participants sat around a table and thumbed through Jeffers' books of poetry, asking questions and looking for clues to his theories about the paranormal, particularly his Stone Tape Theory which they describe and find evidence of in his poem called "Carmel Point"

The extraordinary patience of things!
This beautiful place defaced with a crop of suburban houses—
How beautiful when we first beheld it,
Unbroken field of poppy and lupin walled with clean cliffs;   
No intrusion but two or three horses pasturing,
Or a few milch cows rubbing their flanks on the outcrop rock-heads—
Now the spoiler has come: does it care?
Not faintly. It has all time. It knows the people are a tide   
That swells and in time will ebb, and all
Their works dissolve. Meanwhile the image of the pristine beauty   
Lives in the very grain of the granite,
Safe as the endless ocean that climbs our cliff.—As for us:   
We must uncenter our minds from ourselves;
We must unhumanize our views a little, and become confident
As the rock and ocean that we were made from.
 

Particularly they focus on the line "lives in the very grain of the granite." They also find something in the poem "Granite and Cypress."

Then they do a full, dramatic "on location" reading of the poem "Inscription for the Gravestone." Their shared performance of the poem are both funny and moving. I'm amazied just that they are doing it!

In discussing his death bed, they read from "The Bed by the Window."

I chose the bed downstairs by the sea-window for a good death-bed
When we built the house, it is ready waiting,
Unused unless by some guest in a twelvemonth, who hardly suspects
Its latter purpose. I often regard it,
With neither dislike nor desire; rather with both, so equalled
That they kill each other and a crystalline interest
Remains alone. We are safe to finish what we have to finish;
And then it will sound rather like music
When the patient daemon behind the screen of sea-rock and sky
Thumps with his staff, and calls thrice: 'Come, Jeffers.'

Then they interview the staff. Archivist/writer Joan (Meyers) Hendrickson tells of a ghostly experience she had where she heard keys jangling in the lock and saw an apparition cross a room to a window. She wrote a poem about the experience called "Revenant" which she reads on the show. I loved her line, "the long deceased stone mason come to visit the reliquary that held his heart".

Like all ghost shows, this one finds random, non sequitur EVPs (electronic voice phenomena) and possibly a video apparition outside Hawk Tower which could be explained by video calibration. They do debunk some orbs and the humming of a piano wires which occurs when the host starts to talk too loud.

You get a tour of the beautiful grounds of Tor House and the coast of California and learn a bit about Robinson and his mystic-wife Una. You see the artifacts of his life including his writing desk. It was like visiting a writers house on Book TV but with an EVP recorder and a SB7 spirit box.

The Travel Channel page on the show with clips from the show
Access to watch the full episode on Amazon or iTunes

  

Tony Hoagland’s 20 Poems That Could Save Amercia

TnyPerusing a local-paper poetry-themed insert I came across the mention of a new essay by Tony Hoagland called "Twenty Little Poems that Could Save America" from Harpers magazine: http://harpers.org/blog/2013/04/twenty-little-poems-that-could-save-america/

I support the idea of revamping the way we teach poetry in secondary schools and in college. Poetry has slipped outside of mainstream culture and there are many reasons for this. Baby steps back may involve rethinking the cirriculum, something many forward-thinking teachers are already doing. Hoagland wants to use more contemporary poetry and has created a list of poems he believes "the kids today" can relate to.

I anticipate resistance to this idea (so does Hoagland) and I think it goes back to poets worrying that their favorite poems will be lost forever. This fear actually hides another bigger very secret fear that someday their own (future famous) poems might also be judged out-of-date, old fashioned, or just not modern enough and therefore doomed to be forgotten as the new poems and poets continually roll in and take over. Perinneals entombed in concrete will prevent this slippage.

But Hoagland loses me when he goes off on pop culture. In the beginning he says "Culture is always reanimating itself"  and then goes on to say celebrity culture is "a kind of fake surrogate for the culturally significant place gods and myth once held in the collective imagination….just as junk food mimics nutritious food, fake culture [fake culture??] mimics and displaces the position of real myth. [Real myth???] Real culture cultivate our ability to see, feel and think. It is empowering. Fake culture [again, fake culture??] makes us passive, materialistic and tranced-out."

First of all, obviously mainstream movies and music can cultivate our ability to see, feel and thik and are also empowering and can encourage us to be active and not passive. To argue otherwise is to be willfully ignorant. Not to mention there is no such think as an unreal or fake culture. Culture is what it is. Football, Kim Kardashian, violent video games, expensive cars and shoes…that's the culture now. Like it or don't like it. What you think of the prevaling culture is irrelevant. It reanimates regardless of the judgements on it from you or me.

But then Hoagland goes on to appreciate Glengarry Glen Ross and Citizen Kane. The thing is, nobody can be the judge of what is is specifically that moves someone else. It's not fake. It's just not your thing.

Anyway, we shouldn't throw out the baby with the bathwater. This essay continues the ongoing conversation about the role of art in schools and how we can better teach an appreciation of poetry.

I'm sure it will elicit many petty 20-poem list wars among poets battling it out for supremacy. But for those of us on the ground, a good weekend reading list if nothing else.

   

How to Use Kickstarter to Help Poets

KickstarterI recently joined my first Kickstarter campaign. I found out about it on Linked In. Filmmakers were looking for micro-funding for a film about the life of New Mexican poet Jimmy Santiago Baca. I had just bought his collected poems at a book shop in Las Vegas, New Mexico. I love his descriptions of the streets of New Mexico, his experiences in prison and his political poems about ethnicity and class.

For as little as $25.00 I could help and become a part of the film A Place to Stand, "a documentary about Jimmy Santiago Baca’s transformation from nearly illiterate convict to award-winning poet."

For your donation, you usually get a free copy of the project results (in this case a DVD of the film) or more, depending upon the level of your donation.

See this project's Kickstarter page: http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/aplacetostand/a-place-to-stand-finishing-production

If you want to support poetry projects on Kickstarter, visit www.kickstarter.com and search 'poetry' or 'poet' or 'poet documentary will get you into film projects. Hunt around in there. It's fun and it does some good out there.

Monday Poetry News Roundup

Poetry News

Mars News

In honor of my new space poems, Why Photographers Commit Suicide, I'm posting the latest Mars news. (It's not so far-fetched as you think: poems on Mars.)

Quick Survey of the History of Science Poetry

GlobeI've been spending time researching what others have written on the topic of science and poetry and have found some interesting pieces.

In New Scientist, "Rhyme and reason: the Victorian Poet Scientists," Paul Collins provides excerpts of verse from men of science. There was a bit of antipathy about the union of poetry and science:

"The
aim of science is to make difficult things understandable in a simpler
way; the aim of poetry is to state simple things in an incomprehensible
way. Thus, the two are incompatible." — Paul Dirac to J. Robert
Oppenheimer 

At Liverpool's Centre for Poetry and Science, Alison Mark explicates the writings of poet Veronic Forrest-Thomson and would disagree with Dirac saying, "Poetry and science are perhaps most intimately linked through the mathematics of metre, and one of [Forrest-Thomson's] processes was what she called smashing and rebuilding the forms of thought through technical experimentation with poetic form…As she said, 'the question always is: how do poems work?'"

In a good piece from The New Atlantis called "The Scientist and the Poet," Paul A. Cantor surveys Romantic poets writing about science and the great transformations of the Industrial Age, what poets had to say about it with the words of Goethe, William Blake, Tomas Love Peacock, William Wordsworth, Percy Shelly, Lord Byron and Mary Shelly.

Which is all so similar to the transitional pains we feel today with our technological revolutions. Cantor says, "the Romantic generation experienced the chief distinguishing
characteristic of modern science: its link to modern technology and its
effort to transform the world from the ground up in material terms. The
Romantics are famous for reacting to these developments with hostility." As Wordsworth is famous for saying, "We murder to dissect."

Cantor continues, "Beginning in the nineteenth century, science and poetry began to compete for prestige and authority in Western culture, and there is little question that in this competition science gradually won out."

"If people in the nineteenth century had been asked: 'Who is the wisest
man in Europe?' many would have answered: 'Goethe.' But in the twentieth
century, if the same question had been posed, I very much doubt that
many people would have offered a poet, or any imaginative writer, as
their answer. I would venture to say that the most common answer in the
twentieth century to the question: 'Who is the wisest man?' would have
been: 'Albert Einstein.' That is a rough indication of how in the course
of the nineteenth century science replaced poetry as the central image
of wisdom in our culture. 'No wonder the poets are so hostile to us,'
scientists could say: 'We stole their thunder.'"

Thomas Love Peacock believed, "poetry has gone wrong in the nineteenth century precisely because it insists on producing myths in a de-mythologized world:  'A poet in our times is a semi-barbarian in a civilized community. He
lives in the days that are past. His ideas, thoughts, feelings,
associations, are all with barbarous manners, obsolete customs, and
exploded superstitions. The march of his intellect is like that of a
crab, backward.''"

Cantor says, "I have quoted Peacock at length to show that the quarrel between science and poetry did not begin in the twentieth century…"

But some Romantics defend poetry for having widsoms science could never have.

Samuel Taylor Coleridge says in Lyrical Ballads:

"The remotest discoveries of the Chemist, the
Botanist, or Mineralogist, will be as proper objects of the Poet’s art
as any upon which it can be employed…. If the time should ever come
when what is now called Science, thus familiarized to men, shall be
ready to put on, as it were, a form of flesh and blood, the Poet will
lend his divine spirit to aid the transfiguration."

Percy Shelly "identifies the purely technical nature of scientific thinking as its chief defect. And Mary Shelly agrees. "The basic lesson of Frankenstein can teach us is this: science can tell us how to do something but it cannot tell us whether we should do it. To explore that question, we must step outside the narrow range of science's purely technical questions and look at the full human context and consequences of what we are doing….literature is better at imagining the human things."

In our times of great change, poets should be documenting these human things. We might find we are brought right back to the ideas and thoughts of the Romantics:

Like Percy Shelly saying, "Our calculations have outrun conception; we have eaten more than we can digest…man, having enslaved the elements, remains himself a slave."

Cantor agrees saying, "as human beings lose control of the products of their technological imagination…perhaps [they] end up serving the very forces that were meant to serve them."

Wow. Sound familiar?

Another good piece is from Ruth Padel in The Guardian, "The science of poetry, the poetry of science." Both poetry and science depend on metaphor she says, which is "a new mapping of the world."

"Science was born in poetry…the project that science had in common with explanatory verse was revealing 'the secrets of nature'….[both] Scientists and poets focus on details."

Some books of science-realated poetry listed in Padel's article:

  • Corpus by Michael Symmonds Roberts (mapping the genome)
  • Of Mutability by Jo Shapcott (medical)
  • Unweaving the Rainbow by Richard Dawkins (argues against Keats' belief' that science destroys beauty)
  • The Emperor of All Maladies: A Biography of Cancer by Siddhartha Mukherjee
  • The Mara Crossing by Ruth Padel (on migration)

A Book About Explorers and Frontiers

BlogsizecoverWhy Photographers Commit Suicide is out today on Amazon and in eBooks from Amazon and Smashwords.

The book explores, in small narratives and lyrical poems, the American idea of
Manifest Destiny, particularly as it relates to the next frontier—space
exploration. We examine the scientific, psychological and
spiritual frontiers enmeshed in our very human longing for space,
including our dream of a space station on Mars. These poems survey what
we gain and what we lose as we progress towards tomorrow, and how we can
begin to understand the universal melancholy we seem to cherish for
what we leave behind, the lives we have already lived. We unearth
our feelings about what it means to move ahead and stake out new
territory, and what it means to be home.

What an amazing experience this has been. If you've been following this blog over the last few months, you've been reading about the trials and the amazing learning experience that was putting together a book of poems.

I love so much about how this book turned out: the press logo (thank you Jeff), the artwork (thank you Emi!), the introduction (thank you Howard!).

I'm so appreciative of all the help I received from other poets, artists and the universe itself, which has poked me ever so gently down this path.

Why Photographers Commit Suicide
by Mary McCray (2012)
Trementina Books
ISBN 0985984503
87 pages/8 illustrations by Emi Villavicencio      
9×6/paperback and eBook

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