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Friday, October 19, 2007

poem has no charted orbit

On May 25, 1960, H.D. traveled from Europe back to New York to receive the Award of Merit Medal for Poetry at a joint ceremony hosted by the American Academy of Arts & Letters and the National Institute of Arts & Letters. Mark Van Doren made the presentation. "The poems...are so terse, so passionate, and so clear - in other words, so Greek - that they can best be celebrated on this day by giving back to her a few lines." And he quotes from Sea Garden (1916): "you say there is no hope / to conjure you... // But we bring violets..." "H.D.," Van Doren concluded, "to you these lines, those violets and this medal." And here's part of H.D.'s very brief acceptance speech:

Winged words, we know, make their own spiral - caught up in them, we are lost, or found. It is what a poem does, or can do, timelessly, having no charted orbit, or, if it has, then charted with those space instruments which only the spirit provides. / This winged victory belongs to the poem, not to the poet. But to share in the making of a poem it the privilege of a poet, and so I can thank you for measuring in space the whirr of my sometimes over-intense and over-stimulated, breathless meters."

I'm fascinated by this occasion and will doubtless later have more to say about it. For one thing, William Carlos Williams, ill and feeble, made the trip into Manhattan to be briefly reunited with H.D. after many years.

MORE... on H.D. in '60.

Monday, October 15, 2007

I will thy protestant be

H.D.'s prose, all told:

Notes on Thought and Vision (1919)
Paint it Today (written 1921, published 1992)
Asphodel (written 1921-22, published 1992))
Palimpsest (1926)
Kora and Ka (1930)
Nights (1935)
The Hedgehog (1936)
Tribute to Freud (1956)
Bid Me to Live (1960)
End to Torment (1979)
HERmione (1981)
The Gift (1982)

Robert Herrick's poem:

“Bid me to live, and I will live
Thy Protestant to be;
Or bid me love, and I will give
A loving heart to thee.

A heart as soft, a heart as kind,
A heart as sound and free
As in the whole world thou canst find,
That heart I'll give to thee.

Bid that heart stay, and it will stay
To honour thy decree;
Or bid it languish quite away,
And't shall do so for thee.

Bid me to weep, and I will weep,
While I have eyes to see;
And having none, yet I will keep
A heart to weep for thee.

Bid me despair, and I'll despair,
Under that cypress tree;
Or bid me die, and I will dare
E'en death, to die for thee.

--Thou art my life, my love, my heart,
The very eyes of me;
And hast command of every part,
To live and die for thee.”

Bid Me to Live is about the interplay between poetics and erotics. The character Rico is D. H. Lawrence and more generally a stand-in for the poet as mythic archetype. Julia, the protagonist, responds to Rico by rejecting the system that insists on two mutually exclusive sexes and from this Julia commits "simply" to the act of writing while aligning herself with the "common sex" proposed by Plato. It's a "coming to terms" with Lawrence that required a radical revision of his terms (and thus also Freud's)--for man and artist.