STATEMENT
FARID MATUK
Kobena Mercer reckoned critically with his desire for black men some time after taking to task Robert Mapplethorpe's photographs of black male bodies, bodies Mercer saw as kin. He came to acknowledge a partial identity with Mapplethorpe's gaze, noting that "[i]n contrast to the claims of academic deconstruction, the moment of undecidability is rarely experienced as a purely textual event; rather it is the point where politics and the contestation of power are felt at their most intense."[i] It's a revision of Keats's negative capability from "when a man is capable of being in uncertainties" to "being uncertainties," a shift from incongruous ideas to incongruous subjectivity. So we are doubled and estranged even while we are made available to shared histories. No news here for poets, but I like Mercer's articulation because it reminds me that the terrain of awareness, of subjectivity, is politicized and open to resistance. Rather than try to literalize the indeterminacy of language, I take Mercer's suggestion that language is being historicized and coded by its communities of reception, occurring in tandem with context, with audience, and so with rhetoric. The possibility of play in this process hooks me into poetry.
Dale Smith and Jeffrey Walker talk about a "transpersonal lyric" that allows for such variance and play. They situate the lyric in ancient Greek rhetoric to suggest lyric poetry "makes arguments" and runs counter to romantic-modern notions that perceive the lyric as a "state of feeling" or unified subjectivity.[ii] They emphasize ceremonial staging, with its attendant dynamic between an unstable speaker and audience, and so edge the lyric toward performance. Or maybe more precisely, they locate lyric's potential to stage arguments in the chasm between poem and reader. I want the poem to be an argument that advances through a protean range of illocutionary gestures and ellipses, activating assumptions and responses for readers that exceed anything the poem or poet could anticipate.
My teacher, the late Lindon Barrett claimed, "the market depends foremost on simplifying and exploiting virtually all orders of the imagination."[iii] Many contemporaries I admire, Susan Briante and Rosa Alcalá, to name only two, train the formidable intelligence of their poems on the imperative of frantic capital exchange that marks our moment. While I want the poem to be an argument, at the same time I try to respond to Barrett by making with the lyric a space where the vagrant imagination can range. In this I've found help in poets' journals as much as in poems, the notebooks of Hopkins, the travel journals of Tu Fu, Schuyler's diaries, but also in poems that seem committed to composition by receptive attention rather than willful intention, the work of Joanne Kyger and Philip Whalen, for example. What I am trying to say, so as to approach a ground floor of my poetics here, is that part of what I want to know in a poem is how the poet got over, from one precarious moment of being in the world to the next, and how the poem can help open spaces for the imagination that are fugitive but resistant, and maybe free.
[i] Mercer, Kobena. Welcome to the Jungle: New Positions in Black Cultural Studies. New York: Routledge, 1994.
[ii] Smith, Dale. "The Romantic-Modern Lyric: Poetry for the Non-Poet." Poetry Project Newsletter 206 (2006): 21-22. Jacket. July 2006. Web. .
[iii] Barrett, Lindon. "Black Men in the Mix: Badboys, Heroes, Sequins, and Dennis Rodman." Callaloo 20.1 (1997): 106-26.
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