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The book
The Saint
of Letting Small Fish Go
(published by Cleveland State
Univ Poetry Center; February 18,
2003).
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360: Readers of your first book, The Saint
of Letting Small Fish Go, don’t
necessarily know that you moved into seriously
writing poems while simultaneously completing
a Ph.D. in Marxism and American Drama while
living in Tuscaloosa, Alabama and before your
recent move to Minnesota where you are on
their faculty as a professor of creative writing.
So basically, you were on one track and now
you're teaching poetry. How does that transition
feel for you? It looks, from the outside,
like a kind of whirlwind change of plans.
E: Well. It has been a change, but my thesis
dealt with cultural materialism and not exclusively
Karl Marx. The figures that interested me
were Althusser and Jamison more than Marx.
My poetry is like the other side of that coin.
After all, anytime you are describing life
in America — be it theoretical or fictive
or personal and specific — you are also
describing capitalism, social class, and alienation.
These are the issues that interest me. But
yes, I’m on the creative writing staff,
which is frankly more fun for me. Poetry gives
me a chance to be delighted by what I do.
I’m very very lucky in that way. It’s
nice work if you can get it. 360:
I just re-read the poem, “Ask
Me” by William Stafford, and felt
a kind of honesty and patience in his work
that I really enjoy in yours. In the most
obvious way, a poem like say, Tuscaloosa
Knights which ends with that line “and
though it said nothing word for word/ the
mute church saw” which is too, that
gesture that allows the inanimate world
to carry its own tacit indictments might
be enough to remind a reader of this poem;
but more than that, I see that though you
work extensively with the image and while
Stafford’s poem is not so fueled by
the kinds of exact images you often capture,
it does capture a kind of directness, something
quiet and immense and ringing true. In an
essay discussing his process, Stafford says
that the poem came from free association,
that he writes daily and almost of all his
poems come from “free allowing of
my impulses to find their immediate interest”.
Does this writing process sound anything
like the way you work?
E: Not exactly, but I’m hopelessly
flattered by any comparison to someone like
Stafford — someone that dedicated
and prolific. No, my process is fairly simple.
I see or think of an image that I want to
write about for whatever reason, and then
I write around that image to set it off
or hold it up to be seen in better light.
360: Talk a little about risk. What is at
risk for you? What is on the line?
E: Not sharing my perceptions by not writing
all that I can is a risk. It is more of
a personal risk, of course. It is like being
that child in grade school who has something
to say, but never does. Plus, poetry and
writing is a form of memory and those memories
are at risk.
360: Your book is at turns, angry, tender,
and funny. Some of my favorite poems are
your sharp-witted jabs at places, treatments
of class and gender, and so on. Meteoric
Rise, for example, is set in a tone
that is sometimes funny, sad, bitter. Where
do you find your favorite intersections
between humor and poetry? I read somewhere
that you are careful in the placement of
your funniest poems when you give a poetry
reading or people get stuck in that tone
and laugh at your elegies. What function
does humor serve for you in the poems you
read, as well as those you write?
E: We have a right to joy, and I think humorous
poems can make the more serious ones that
much more painful. I hate poetry readings
that proceed like wakes.
360: Your book, The Saint of Letting
Small Fish Go, only came out in 2003,
and so the experience must be, in some ways,
rather fresh. What was your favorite experience
connected with getting a book of poems published?
E: Well, certainly my favorite experience
had to be getting a job as a poet which
is what a book of poems can, on occasion,
do for you. American is this bad marriage
of capitalism and Puritanism, so when you
tell people that you are a poet, they think
you are crazy or pretentious or both.
360: How are you thinking about new work
— poems or stories etc. — in
relation to the work that appeared in The
Saint of Letting Small Fish Go?
E: I’m trying to surprise myself.
I am bored with my voice, my poetic moves.
I want work that is less stiff and white
boy. I want a poem of mine to be that guy
who when the music starts, is the first
one up and dancing. My old voice —
it all has to be wiped away. But in much
the same way that I always seem to buy the
same clothes, I always seem to make the
poetic choices down the line from topic
to tactic. It’s depressing.
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360: What do you think about the idea of
the professionalization of poetry?
E: To be a poet, it seems almost axiomatic
these days, is to work in academia. I think
that is what you mean by professionalization.
I think that is great if you are of that
disposition--otherwise find a job that doesn't
consume your artistic impulses.
360: In following the discussions of your
title poem in the online journal, Slate,
I saw great interest from the readers regarding
your “real life” and your work.
Some readers wondered if your divorce poem
was a non-fictional account. Your book frequently
explores characters in the Vietnam war,
Syrian immigrants, a school custodian named
Earl, a homeless man by the name of Jesus
Blanco. With all that in mind, how do you
see autobiography and/or identity politics
working in your poems and what do you think
issues of identity have to do with the creation
of art, in general?
E: I find all that very funny. I could
read a short story and no one would come
up afterwards and ask me describe or talk
about myself in the context of that fiction,
but something about poetry — perhaps
some vestige of the Romantic autobiographical
ideology — still lingers. People think
I fought in Nam, that I am married, that
I am divorced, have two children. The whole
art/artifice thing just doesn't take hold
for many readers. Personally, I’m
more inclined to not associate a poem with
autobiography and nonfiction. Granted, poems
are just as much in history—be it
personal or societal — as prose, but
to me they are often more musical, more
refractive, and linguistically over-determined.
Ultimately, I’m flattered by readers
who think my poems are straight autobiography.
It suggests that my poems are sufficiently
committed.
360: Name some contemporary writers you
read and what, specifically, you admire
about them.
E: I read and admire you actually. Your
sense of play with language is something
I want to learn. Just now, I'm a huge fan
of Eavan Boland’s work for her clarity
and mock simplicity.
I admire Auden for being Auden — the
erudition and politics, the small-big voice
of him.
360: I loved the way that your poem, “Designing
a Bird from Memory in Jack’s Skin
Kitchen” worked out in Born
Magazine and the way they made of it,
a short film of sorts. What was it like
to see your poem literally set in motion
that way? How much did you work with the
computer graphics artist, Rick Mullarky
and how does the final product capture the
(for lack of a better word) “essence”
of your sense of the poem?
E: It was creepy in much the same way that
hearing someone read your work is creepy.
There are different accents and phrasings
that you hear and don’t like for being
different. I worked with Rick only in setting
up what we didn’t want the piece to
do. We didn’t want it to be a war
video. He was in Berlin at the time and
had access to great and stark industrial
images that were, in their own way, the
stuff of war and loss. He got the essence
of the poem.
360: Name the one book of poems you’d
take with you on a desert island, if only
one could go with you.
E: Homer’s The Odyssey
360: Since I predict you’ll be a Big
Poet, and I think all Big Poets must answer
this question, I’m asking it: I know
you are a professor so you probably deal
with them daily, so what advice would you
give young writers?
E: Learn your craft by reading that work
which is either undisputably great or that
is irredeemably bad. You will learn from
both. Then, find a job that will grant you
enough money to buy yourself freedom and
time.
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