american political poetry in the 21st century - STIBA Malang
american political poetry in the 21st century - STIBA Malang
american political poetry in the 21st century - STIBA Malang
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94 AMERICAN POLITICAL POETRY<br />
wracked by war, fam<strong>in</strong>e, greed, genocide, <strong>in</strong>tolerance, and terrorism.<br />
This moment is almost necessarily carried across <strong>the</strong> earth by those<br />
th<strong>in</strong>gs that <strong>in</strong>habit <strong>the</strong> skies, not by those who live <strong>in</strong> “dark holes <strong>in</strong><br />
w<strong>in</strong>dows and <strong>in</strong> houses,” but by those th<strong>in</strong>gs that pass <strong>in</strong> and out of<br />
our l<strong>in</strong>es of sight with ease and speed. Despite <strong>the</strong> almost totally disembodied<br />
visionary moment of <strong>the</strong> poem and <strong>the</strong> lack of palpable<br />
human presence, especially that of an identifiable speaker, <strong>the</strong> poem<br />
ends with an “exquisitely judged note of balance, between <strong>the</strong><br />
depress<strong>in</strong>g truth of degenerate human nature and <strong>the</strong> hopeful,<br />
encompass<strong>in</strong>g truth of a greater compassion” (Burnett 205). In <strong>the</strong><br />
f<strong>in</strong>al l<strong>in</strong>e, Walcott expla<strong>in</strong>s why <strong>the</strong> peace lasts only “one moment”:<br />
because “for such as our earth is now, it lasted long.” His strategy,<br />
<strong>the</strong>n, at <strong>the</strong> end, re-dramatizes <strong>the</strong> comprehensive, global context. He<br />
keeps his voice and vision hover<strong>in</strong>g above <strong>the</strong> earth, ra<strong>the</strong>r than on<br />
<strong>the</strong> earth <strong>in</strong> a specific city or country.<br />
Walcott’s poem represents how <strong>political</strong> poems might, at first, have<br />
no recognizable <strong>political</strong> content. The poems discussed <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> first half<br />
of chapter 2 demonstrate, <strong>the</strong>n, why it is mislead<strong>in</strong>g to determ<strong>in</strong>e and<br />
classify <strong>political</strong> <strong>poetry</strong> strictly on <strong>the</strong> basis of content, subject matter,<br />
or identity position. Imag<strong>in</strong>ative visions can <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong>mselves be <strong>political</strong>.<br />
Michael Palmer’s “Sun” (Sun 1988), though, po<strong>in</strong>ts to potential problems<br />
with poems that may be unrecognizable as <strong>political</strong>. Read<strong>in</strong>g<br />
Palmer’s <strong>poetry</strong> is challeng<strong>in</strong>g even for experienced readers; he has said<br />
that it is “a lifelong proposition” for him to “understand” his own<br />
work. In expla<strong>in</strong><strong>in</strong>g this enigmatic comment, he cites Robert<br />
Brown<strong>in</strong>g’s comment on one of his own poems: “When I wrote it only<br />
God and I knew what it meant; now only God knows” (cited <strong>in</strong><br />
Bartlett 129).<br />
Palmer’s <strong>poetry</strong> threatens what he calls <strong>the</strong> “Anglo-American<br />
empirical tradition” <strong>in</strong> which a poem is “a place <strong>in</strong> which you tell a<br />
little story, <strong>the</strong> conclusion of which is at <strong>the</strong> bottom of <strong>the</strong> page just<br />
where it is supposed to be.” Like <strong>the</strong> Language poets, with whom<br />
Palmer shares an “attempt to br<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong>to question surfaces of language<br />
[and] normative syntax,” he works aga<strong>in</strong>st dom<strong>in</strong>ant stra<strong>in</strong>s of<br />
American <strong>poetry</strong>, especially poems of experiential agency (those<br />
poems with first-person speakers, clear narratives, and embodied<br />
experience). Fur<strong>the</strong>r, he dislikes poems that “posit” a self, <strong>in</strong>advertently<br />
creat<strong>in</strong>g “a <strong>poetry</strong> of personality”; <strong>in</strong>stead, <strong>the</strong> “self ” must be<br />
“transformed through language” <strong>in</strong> order to hold onto <strong>the</strong> “mysteries<br />
of reference” (Bartlett 126, 129, 130–131, 127). Despite his<br />
desire to move away from narrative and represented experience,<br />
Palmer rema<strong>in</strong>s <strong>in</strong>terested <strong>in</strong> politics. As Eric Murphy Sel<strong>in</strong>ger po<strong>in</strong>ts