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Acts of Mind grew out of interviews conducted by the author for Poetry Miscellany. The aim of which was to help develop a method for talking about the work of contemporary poets.
The poets whose views appear in this volume represent a fair cross-section of the more important tendencies and impulses to be found in contemporary poetry and poetics.
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| ISBN-13: | 9780817388638 |
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| Publisher: | University of Alabama Press |
| Publication date: | 09/25/2014 |
| Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
| Format: | eBook |
| Pages: | 232 |
| Lexile: | 1030L (what's this?) |
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About the Author
Richard Jackson is associate professor of English, University of Tennessee at Chattanooga. Acts of Mind was published in hardcover in April 1983.
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Acts of Mind
Conversations with Contemporary Poets
By Richard Jackson
The University of Alabama Press
Copyright © 1983 The University of Alabama PressAll rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-0-8173-8863-8
CHAPTER 1
The Path of Saying
Stanley Plumly, 1979
Poetry Miscellany: Hans-George Gadamer, a student of Heidegger whose work has become influential in recent years, writes, "The meaning of a text surpasses its author not occasionally, but always." That is, there is always what Keats would call a "fine excess." Gadamer calls this excess the "circle of the unexpressed" or the "infinity of the unsaid." He suggests—and here is the application to poetry—that the primary motive of a text is not to inform but to evoke. Language, Heidegger had said, can show or designate, evoke or simply enumerate, and it does so by "withholding" something fundamental, by its inability to express all, its inability to be infinite. What this withholding does is to evoke a sense of Being, a sense of what it means to be. The language of poetry, for Heidegger and Gadamer, is thus a way of presencing Being. I think that your poems work in a similar way. The poem that first comes to mind is "Peppergrass," with its focus on the nothing that is a presence, on anonymity (in one poem your father is "anonymous") as a kind of universality. The poem ends by evoking an unnameable sense of "Being"—
We were the windmills where the wind came from,
nothing, nothing you could name,
blowing the lights out, one by one.
Let's begin by talking about language—what it expresses and what evades it, about the evocative power of poetry, about this sense of presencing (of Being), of the unnameable, the ineffable. Your poem "Wildflower" that appeared in Antaeus also exemplifies some of these issues.
Stanley Plumly: In a new poem, "Summer Celestial," which may turn out to be the title for my next book, I go to the center of a circle that is the figure of the first stanza. I am preparing in that stanza for the next six that follow by finding a place in the landscape, a center, where I can divest myself of the burdens of the everyday. The process is a difficult one—it is a full stanza with long lines. It is a process of finding a language in which I can in effect lose myself, become anonymous, change my face among things. For me, I suppose, that is the secret of poetry. Poetry holds a kind of immanence I enter—I think you called it a presence. That is why I feel that no matter how conversational or colloquial or at ease the language may seem to be with itself, it has about it, in a good poem, a whole different feel, a very special nature that distinguishes it from everyday discourse. I don't mean in simply formal or metaphoric senses. I am trying to describe an aural quality. I hear voices in those poems.
Poetry Miscellany: In a way this bringing to presence can be described in terms you use in your essay "Sentimental Forms." You talk in that essay about how James Wright's best poems allow him to "identify with the sources of emotion." You use critical terms in discussing Wordsworth that would have been unheard-of not long ago—"a kind of buoyancy, a kind of generosity, a kind of conviction." This Heideggerian or Gadamerian language searches for special qualities and is part of a revaluation within criticism that has come to us from European criticism.
Stanley Plumly: It is a language that is very useful to me. I don't think it is jargon, as some people contend, but an important way of looking at poems. I could explicate in the traditional way at the drop of a line, but I think we are past that. I think we have to begin to deal with the issue of sources. I think we have to get rid of the mysticism that has surrounded sources. I think the issue is one that we can talk about in practical and presentable ways. I think a good critic of poetry is one who tries to discover in a poet's particular language what he is saying about his sources, how well he is identifying them. The good critic should talk about the language the poet is using to communicate those sources, or even to communicate with those sources. Those sources are what the poem's language comes from. They are totemic resources, and those resources have faces on them—not mystic consciousnesses but human faces. For example, what I like about James Wright is the way he is vulnerable to the past, the real past—he allows it to shine through. But it is not that everyday past, as I mentioned above, but that presence; I mean, he's not an Ohio poet, he's a river poet. The river, in its various ways, is the source for him.
Poetry Miscellany: Heidegger says that as readers and listeners we must "have an experience with language." We must listen not so much to what is said as to the "path" a saying has taken.
Stanley Plumly: I don't remember the exact etymology of "craft," but it suggests the way craft can "empower," the way it refers to "the way" and even "the means of the way," the way of the way. It invites, it brings, it implicates a whole world, a social world. This, for instance, is the depth and width of poetry that Wordsworth wrote, and I suppose that was what the Romantic movement was about. What Wordsworth really invented was a way of constructing out of the line and out of the bind that pure lyricism gets us into. For Wordsworth there is always a reason for carrying one line to the next.
Poetry Miscellany: There's a strong narrative base in his poems and an increasingly stronger narrative base in your more recent poems. Even the title Lyrical Ballads, a contradiction in terms, suggests the infusion of narrative into the lyric.
Stanley Plumly: Yes, poems are first of all spoken. That is, you have to identify a speaker, the narrator. He or she provides a point of view to the story. We haven't been paying enough attention to this fictive part of poetry. A lot of our recent poetry contains fine lyricism, but remains very dead on the page. I think we have to remember that poetry has a vertical dimension. There is a rhythm of thought, the speed with which it moves down the page. In prose the rhythm never halts—a printer decides on the line breaks. But poetry goes up and down the page—that is "the way" we were just talking about. And the way has to have a reason, a point of view, that human rather than lyrically mystical saying, an empowering.
First, it is not a form of escapism; it's more philosophical, I guess. The expression is that "someone has a calling." I take that to heart, take it literally. When I sit down to the materials of a poem, I do feel taken out of myself. I am listening to that calling. I am going, as it were, somewhere else. It seems to be a phenomenological process I can't fully understand, but the only way for me to write anymore is, to use Stevens's word, be "transported." For me to stay in my body, so to speak, would be to foster an anxiety, a sadness, a burden, a weight.
It is important that this whole experience be seen as a process, a natural process, a process of mortality, death. Out-of-body travel is the process of imagination. I have to clarify imagination, though, because I think the word is abused today. For me that transport works alongside a force of gravity, a sense of being tied to the body. That is why the process can be associated with mortality and death. Out-of-body travel moves through a world of real furniture and that furniture holds the body to its mortality. The whole process becomes threatening too, then. But the poems are not about the furniture—they are not "mother" poems or "father" poems or "animal" poems—the poems are processes, travels out of the dark. I think the last book is the book of a visionary who wants to live with human beings, a person who is concerned with the terrestrial matters that reside within the bubble of the celestial.
Poetry Miscellany: I think of the apocalyptic lines that end "Insomnia"—
some shape of yourself at the center of the sun,
wings spread,
the body rising from fire,
from body, from infinite dead weight,
lifting to life the whole new day,
to be burned alive till dark.
Existence here is always in a state of transition, both ever ending and ever beginning.
Stanley Plumly: Yes, that phoenix figure. W. C. Field's advice for insomnia is to get plenty of sleep. I have never been able to manage that cure. If I had to identify a particular state of being, a place where I live, a time of day that frightens me most, it would be that time we refer to when we treat insomnia. And yet the part of the day I love is dusk, the time of very special light, of moving from one light to another. It gives a fullness, a joy. And it is a time for dreams—my poems have the ambience of dreams, and many are announced as dreams. Insomnia, dusk, even dawn, dreams—all these things are sources for me for a kind of transcendence. They are processes, means of travel.
Poetry Miscellany: Your books have always been organized in very careful structures that illustrate "the way" that we talked about earlier. In Giraffe, the three sections go from an external view, a scratching of the surface as the giraffe itself does, to the movement in "Heron" which is internal, a movement "down those long flights," and finally a sense of interpenetration, of transcendence as you call it, in the last section. In Out-of-the-Body Travel the movement is more complicated; it begins by assuming what is learned in the first two. There is an interpenetration or sharing of images from one poem to another, like the image of the girl in the iron lung. And it seems that your lines have had to get longer, and the poems, too, to carry this meaning.
Stanley Plumly: Well, yes, the first two books are what I consider apprentice books, at least spiritually. I think I'm working more toward amplifying material, not tightening it. And if we are not quite sure of where we stand in one poem, it will be amplified later on. There is a kind of residual ambiguity. There is a single speaker in Out-of-the-Body Travel, but he is involved with several other people who try to represent themselves. This creates part of the texture of interpenetration, I guess. And, yes, the lines keep getting longer. They are more filled up—the sense of one body filling another body. I guess that for me the more I can put into those poems, the more I can divest of myself. The fuller those poems are, the more empty I am, and relieved. I don't want that to sound confessional and therapeutic in a reductive way, though.
Poetry Miscellany: Many of the things we've been discussing—interpenetration, association of images, "out-of-body travel"—inform a complex sense of time, of the moment, the now. The moment is never confined to a "here and now." If we go back to In the Outer Dark, we find a poem like "Rilkean Autumn," where you say, "today, thought, in the held moment, / sucked to a single drop, / still wags at the lip of the top." Another is "October Tree," where you acknowledge "the movement / in all still things." What this tension leads to in the book is exemplified in "January at Saddler's Mill," where the "paddle-wheel is a stilled clock" and where, in that stillness of time—from it—"all around us single trees aspire to a touch / beyond all possible sense of reach." Time becomes spatialized in that book, a kind of measure of the threshold between inner and outer darks.
In Giraffe, the now becomes more "phenomenological"—or Heideggerian. In "Fungo," one of your most complex poems, there is a sense of simultaneous approach and waiting (Heidegger's "anticipating resolution") around a moment that is not at all stilled as in the first book—"as if this moment / were in perpetual motion." This leads in the end to a very Heideggerian sense of time—
I think about now
the way one thinks
about the future,
how the mind, all alone,
makes it up in order to deal
with what is coming. ["One of Us," 51]
Finally, in Out-of-the-Body Travel, the sense of time is most dynamic—there's a fluid sense of passage of intervals, of durations—that sense that "Recovery is memory" ("For Esther"), which interpenetrates several time schemes. Do you feel a more complex sense of time evolving that better effects your out-of-body travel?
Stanley Plumly: Right. The first book is preoccupied with space because I can't get out. It's also the most locally contemporary—I am the age of the speaker. Giraffe is also contemporary, but it is organized in a more linear way—I grow through time. In the last book there's a Bergsonian sense, to use the big terms, that all time is one time. But that time has to be dealt with, it has to be organized, has to be sequenced. Otherwise we are left only with uncertainty. We have to hold time in a pattern, even though we change the pattern from day to day. This is the source of our narratives. They don't quite stop, they defer to the next poem in a way we were talking about earlier. The patterns, the narratives, change from poem to poem. The whole book tries to contain these different patterns and relate them, to be as expansive as it can in containing, ordering time.
Now, this relation between poems is very important. A story becomes interrupted and the speaker tries again in the next poem. One poem leads to another. Perhaps what I am saying is that I have become my own parent by being able to arrange time. I stand at the moment of epiphany alongside the narrator. I let him suffer through, then figure a way out. Perhaps what I'm saying is that I'm not there, at least not then. Perhaps this sense of time gives me not so much a subjective relation to my origin, as I have often thought, but an objective position. This may account for the "temperature" in the poems—neither hot nor cold, but moving toward a kind of lower-case sublime, at least a synthesis.
CHAPTER 2The Sanctioned Babel
Miller Williams, 1979
Poetry Miscellany: In all your poems, however free they seem, there is a careful control of the line. Let's begin by talking about that basic unit, the line, about a theory of the line.
Miller Williams: The line is very important to me. I like the five-stress line as a base, but I like to have it broken into twos and threes for sense, breath, conversational tone, pacing. If you take a poem like "The Caterpillar" or "Let Me Tell You," you can usually take adjacent lines and put them together into five-stress lines. I suppose, then, that almost all my poetry could be read as blank verse. But I hope that some interest is created when you realize that you are not moving through quite those blank verse rhythms. I hope that there's a tension between the sense of free verse and the sense of blank verse and that this creates a richness of texture. At least it seems to give me an opportunity to control pacing and meaning better than the squared blank verse base itself.
I agree with Conrad Aiken's 1917 review of Prufrock and Other Poems. He talked in that review about T. S. Eliot's fragmented blank verse, about Eliot's concealment of iambic pentameter. He suggested that this technique might be followed profitably in American poetry, and I think he's been proven right. And I think some of our best poetry has not only done that but has added "scattered" rhyme—full and slant rhymes that don't just occur at line breaks, but at more random intervals, unexpected places.
Poetry Miscellany: Your poems have a very physical texture to them—not just by the metaphors and images you use, but through the sense of one level of discourse colliding with another, a sense of the abrasions and cuts in language. This is one way your lines form units. Could we relate this physicality of language to the use of sudden shifts and cuts, to a sense of surprise?
Miller Williams: There ought to be continual surprise. I think a line should be a little poem; that is, I like for something interesting to happen in each line. The line break should not be arbitrary. I like a line to be a rhythmical unit and yet not be fully resolved in a rhythmical sense. When we say, "shave and a haircut, six bits," the phrase "shave and a haircut" is not a resolved, though it is clearly a rhythmical unit. We don't say "shave and a" as a satisfying unit.
I like a line to cause the reader to ask a kind of question and then have the question answered at the beginning of the next line. This creates a sense of forward motion. In the very simple terms of our small example, then, the line asks, "Shave and a haircut, what about it?" or "Shave and a haircut, how much?"
This forward motion is also carried by the sounds. When I write, I write out loud. It's very important to me how the consonants click off against one another and how the vowels move into one another and out again. I also like the sounds of a line to move in an interesting and logical way through the mouth. For instance, let's take the line, "Whose woods these are I think I know." You start with the center of sound just in front of your lips, and then it moves back low in your mouth, rocks up to the top of the soft palate, back down along the tongue, and finally out to the beginning point. There's an interesting sound migration there. It's like rocking back and forth on a rocking chair.
When the line does these things we've been discussing, I think a poem is going to have a sense of richness and texture. We can't make every line do all these things—it would be like eating fudge that's too rich. We couldn't deal with it. But maybe every line should strive to do these things.
(Continues...)
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