Ferlinghetti on My Mind
It’s absolutely true that my life is in constant revision (yours, too?). And, maybe as a writer, I’m already inclined toward revising bits and pieces of my life to make the whole thing better.
This week’s attempt at life revision centered around what I can do to make myself a better poetry reader. I’m always looking for ways to be better at reading. Let me be clear here that I am talking about reading submissions, not just kicking back to read the latest Stephanie Plum mystery before bed (written by Janet Evanovich
Schreiber’s article discusses the complexity of how one critiques a poem in a universe where there is no absolute standard. Do we look for truth? Clarity? Sincerity? Eloquence? Certainly something beyond skill with meter or rhyme. We look for language and ideas that resonate and will continue to resonate. We pass judgment.
But in what context? Because we all know that what resonates for me may strike you as utterly banal. Our experience, and by extension, our grasp of the literature out there that has the power to broaden our experience, informs every response we have to the work in front of us. And this is the point on which I often get stuck.
How well-read do those of us who read submissions need to be? As well-read as possible. And when do we feel like we’ve achieved that? If you’re me, never. There is such a huge amount of material to read, that the best I can hope for is to be familiar with the work in my own area and maybe a couple of others. But what is clear is that I will always scramble to catch up to the ever-shifting imaginary line that marks “well-read” territory.
With that in mind, I went back to some work of well-known poets this week. My favorite from the half-dozen poetry collections I scooped up at the library is Lawrence Ferlinghetti’s Coney Island of the Mind
I will think of Ferlinghetti and Schreiber the next time I read submissions. I’ll think about whether the poet whose work I’m reading is a well-read person. And I’ll wonder if they realize that the people who accept or reject their poetry work hard to keep their own skills sharp, that passing judgment is not usually done on a whim, even if it’s done in a blink.
What are you reading this week?