Thursday, January 01, 2009

The 1960s didn’t begin with a single moment. One can identify certain days & changes, however, without which what we know now as the Sixties, with all that implies, could not have occurred. The first of these was the inauguration of JFK in January 1961. The second was the arrival of the Beatles, which could be dated from either the marketing blitz that accompanied I Want to Hold Your Hand in 1963 or from the much quieter release of Please Please Me b/w Love Me Do the summer before. The third was the assassination of JFK. The fourth necessary moment was the so-called
Similarly, the 21st Century did not begin with the non-event of Y2K night itself, but rather on
Some of this change is generational – my age cohort (Bill Clinton, George Bush & I were born less than seven weeks apart during the summer of 1946, all “victory babies” of WW2) has held sway over much of the public stage for several decades now, to the frustration no doubt of those somewhat younger, as well as to those of us who cannot believe that the best this generation could come up with as political leaders were Clinton & Bush.
Empires peak long before their inhabitants recognize or acknowledge the downward slide. In the past century we have seen Great Britain go from a major world player to something today that is closer to a European equivalent, say, of New Jersey. I doubt seriously that any future historian will place the first moment of the decline of the American empire any later than April 1961, with the failure of the
Poetry in the 1960s went through some rapid transformations as well. The New American poets of the 1950s really didn’t take off as a social phenomenon until the latter half of that decade, but they found themselves quite unprepared to handle the changes of the Sixties. For every poet who got groovy with the counterculture (Ginsberg, McClure, Snyder), there were others who flat out were appalled by it, such as Kerouac. And even tho the 44 poets of the Allen anthology were comparatively young when it first came out in 1960, by 1971 Frank O’Hara, Charles Olson, Lew Welch, Paul Blackburn & Jack Spicer were all dead. By 1971 Ed Dorn, LeRoi Jones (Amiri Baraka from 1967 onward) & Denise Levertov have all abandoned the poetics of their youth for what each felt to be a truer, more political aesthetic – tho each had a radically different idea of what that “truer, more political” position might be. In 1972, Phil Whalen moved into the
One impact of all these changes – several New American poets spent the last years of the 1960s jumping from one visiting professorship to the next, changing schools (and often enough grad student sexual partners) every single year until the end of the draft in 1973 put a sudden halt to the dramatic expansion of U.S. colleges that had been going on since the end of World War 2. Those that could hunkered down & got tenure. But there’s an entire generation of poets in their seventies working at Naropa, the college with the lowest average teaching salary in the country.
Where we are today is very different. Where there were a few hundred poets in 1960, and maybe 1,000 in 1970, we now have at least ten times that number, maybe twenty. There are at least 450 degree-granting creative writing programs, but less than 60 jobs for creative writing teachers that will come open this year. A majority of poets are women, something without precedent in the English language. But the distribution system is collapsing, as are such basic institutions of literacy as the library and daily paper. The internet has erased geography. The rapaciousness of the Bush regime has served as a pressure cooker for the entire society – it’s hardly an accident that somebody invented flarf, with its dedication to “bad art” and time theft on the job, and its favored device of Google sculpting, at this moment in history. Where conceptual poetics seems driven by a nostalgia that is its own form of denial as to how bad things are, flarf wants to convince you that it is capable of an infinite race to the bottom.
But a deep recession – a depression is not impossible – is about to change everybody’s idea of their relationship to a job. A president who is not a victory baby, and one who is not white and not stereotypically African-American either are going to change how everyone views government, not just the impressions of people abroad. I don’t think we can know just how profound those changes might be, but I look at polling that shows that people under the age of 30 have no problems with gay marriage, for example, and I realize why the far right is fighting so furiously on that issue right now. If they can’t put major stumbling blocks in place right now, then their world view will shatter in very short order – and they know this.
What I don’t know – I’m probably the worst person to ask – is what the other dimensions of this might be. Will Radiohead or Arcade Fire play the same role for the next decade that the Beatles did to the 1960s? Will there be a post-AIDS revival of the sexual revolution? Will there be changes in style – even in the function of style – in the next decade comparable to what occurred in the Sixties? What are the aspects that will be totally different?
One that I think is obvious is that globalization is much further along now than it was a half century ago. In my own extended family, I have nephews right now in
So I have no idea what the Teens will involve, nor even how long they might last. But I think we’re taking the first small step forward later this month – Rick Warren or no Rick Warren – and it promises to be one hell of a luge ride.
The poetry we will have once it’s over will turn out to be completely adequate to that world then. Which probably means that flarf will look quite dated & that conceptual poetics will be its own cul-de-sac of retro-sentimentalism. Langpo will seem as distant as Imagism. And the
I would expect China to seize Taiwan sometime within the next decade.
With respect to world poetries and the decline of English, I'd say we're in for an enormous dumbing down of the language, as other languages push English to the side, or at the very least inject it with neologisms and hybrid (illiterate) constructions. The most talented writers of any generation know their language inside-out, not outside in. The few exceptions don't disprove that rule.
If post-Modernism wins, then Zukofsky will turn out to be the model instead of Eliot. That's no small thing.
Quietists beware!
The arrival of the Beatles is one of those things that can only be dated by every person individually, even though what happened was all but universal.
The Beatles happened when you first heard a song on the radio, or, more aptly, when the moms and dads with their kids at the barbershop, or the aunts, uncles and cousins at a family gathering, suddenly had to talk about the Beatles, their music, and -- and this is wild to remember -- their hair. Their hair was a huge thing, even though it was only collar length or shorter when they first hit). The wave of cultural change beneath these group talks was something else.
That's more or less false. Here and there we still are. In real space, and in the space between connection and its illusion.
Is flarf's "badness" qualitatively different from the badness around elsewhere?
One of the only ethical principles I can treat as dogma is: things should be interesting. War and starvation, for instance, are boring. I mean, they're such old hat(s). Genuinely new forms (social, aesthetic, technological, political) are interesting, as is exceptional human behavior (including everyday exceptions--gentleness, thoughtfulness...).
I like your conclusion very much. The challenge is welcome, and the possibilities, I'm sure, are vaster than we can guess.
I think TV on the Radio is more popular than the Arcade Fire (which is more of a mid-aughts band).
Happy New Year!
Poor depressed Iceland is now considered one of the hot spots to visit. Further, it's not important whether a mode of using words lasts or not. What is important is how well a mode was used by its practitioners. Why else do we remember certain Metaphysicals. Keats as Symbolist.
Hmmm. I recently wrote that if he were writing today/ he would be a formalist indeterminate poet. Q.
About a month ago at my blog we took a crack at imagining 2019 -- we might put together something more formal this year.
It's funny, I was just thinking today about starting a piece about the place of politics in poetry and the arts after the end of the Bush era... it seems to me that despite Obama's election, there are still deep-seated structural problems revolving around consumerism, commodification, media control, state violence (police brutality and corruption is still a huge issue and people talk about domestic advances in racial politics while ignoring the blight that is the African continent, still languishing in post-colonial malaise)...these are problems that are so deeply systemic they won't be addressed by a new president or foreign policy initiative. Now is not the time for progressives to rest on the laurels but to step up and challenge Obama to live up to the ideals people believed he embodies...without the power of labor and the demonstrable political muscle of the American working class, Roosevelt could've structured the New Deal in any number of ways, but instead it became the paragon of progressive social programs which people hope Obama can create/re-invigorate.
I was reading Nada Gordon yesterday and watching her performances on YouTube...now there's a gal who when I read her, I fail to get to the kernel of her art. When we watch and listen to her voiceover of a Japanese news program..well..it's another story and her concept of miscommunication is a very real one to me.
As far as the slip slidin' away of this generation or empire as Ron has referred to it...well. Yes, things do do that and here we are in the thick of an avalanche.
I've been in that avalanche for longer than most....the first moments I knew things were not well was during the coctail parties held at the US embassy in Riyadh. While amongst the diplomats and strangers...there was the sound of tinkling glasses...making toasts and business deals. I knew the sound instinctually and the portents of its arrival.
I must say however...few of you heard that sound until it became so loud that it broke down a few buildings.
When I finally ended up in Times Square two months before that chaotic episode....well. I couldn't enter the darn place...it felt to me incredibly evil and I ran away from it. My family thought I was completely nuts. The epicenter of commerce and Time itself...the illusion of it anyway...was the fountain of light emanating all sorts of earthbound majic.
Materialism. Capitalism or rather, the capitalization of one person over another and one nation over another.
We as poets are much better off if we PAY ATTENTION.
And no..this isn't the Chinese century. This century is much bigger than China. I hesitate to designate a nation here that will lead while others follow because most here wouldn't understand the nature of that State of Being and perhaps...where we are now is in the State of Becoming. The problem with the assumption of introducing such a century and relocating it to China..well. What about cleaning up the mess right here before packing one's bags?
I will say this however...it isn't up to humankind to decide. It isn't arbitrary nor is it unfair.
I would like to direct anyone who likes to sign off on the poem Our Babies Are Good Enough and you know where to find that. Since Ron mentioned the Babies...well yes.
Babies and the issue of the future is never a moot point. Repeating the same thing over and over and expecting different results is the formula for insanity.
We have the right as humans to be right you know. Sadly enough, some folks way in the past and some in the present and still more in the future would like you to believe otherwise.
"Every person is born free." Ali Mu'mineen, Commander of the Faithful and Chief of all Believers (regardless of sect).
I'll say this..there is only one book title that gave me some sense of what was to become of our "Nation" and that was Deer Nation.
I've such an issue with book titling and laugh over the audacity and precocity of some of them...then there's the sheer agrandizement of such things as "Feathers Walking" or a "Stupendous Suspender" which mock poetry even when the poet is not aware that they are the subject of much mockery. Poets....what a bunch of morons sometimes..interested in only their own survival and SELECTING a proper orientation i.e. one that will get them ahead.
Deer Nation however was a real exception in my book. Not that I've ever read the darn thing...do I have to?
Perhaps that is the problem here...so much of what is written...well...I could write it better myself. Much of what is written has already been written if not all of it. Everyday anymore is Kerbala you know with widespread oppression and grief.
How much though in poetry is in the Make it New form?
Easy enough for someone who realizes the state of ignorance into which the majority of THIS nation has fallen.
Anything I say is pretty much new to that audience.
And that might tip off the few who do listen as to what this century will be and how to make that work in terms of one's art and maybe even, one's soul.
Deer Nation,
I am writing to you and pinning this note upon your antlers above your fire-places. Deer Nation, you have made grave mistakes and now you must pay the penalty. Deer Nation, why did you so neglect your own best intuition? Deer Nation, please say something more than Coca Cola, wake up you Heads of State and sharpen those prodding tips of yours. Deer Nation, are those antlers really dead? Deer Nation, I killed you and hung you up like a prize.
Deer, Deer Nation.
Well, true enough, at least inside rooms.
In other news, I was struck pretty hard by the fact that Obama is somethign like three years older than I am. I wasn't quite ready to think of my generation this way.
Also, TV on the Radio suxxxx.
20s (Stock Market Boom), 40s (WWII), 60's (children of WWII),
80's generations (grandchildren of WWII) -- Wealth, Power, Attention.
30s (Depression), 50s (Recovery?), 70s (Invisibility), 90s (Corporatization of Academia, 70s generation locked into Adjunct/Nontenure jobs, locked out of graduate programs?).
Or is that just my own paranoid delusion. Smiles... And forgive me. Seriously, part of me is being facetious; the other part is being self-critical of my own worn out fantasies and "generational jealousies and delusions."
I like history when it's happening.
My hopes for the Teens and the transformation of global society are towards a new internationalism demonstrated by collaboration and cooperation between individuals and small groups as opposed to exploitation by massive corporations and corrupt governments, as I stated a while back about musicians like Getatchew Mekuria & The Ex.
pac, lov and undrstanding (nvr giv up!)
stv ptrmir
no man's land
minnapolis, mn
usa
Let me illustrate the point of a quote from a victim of the Minneapolis Bridge Collapse last year (have you all forgotten that because in my opinion, "you" have very, very short memories).
This woman said: Americans do not deserve to have this happen to them sic a bridge collapse due to disrepair, etc.
Ah yes. To me? To me who witnessed an entire country have ALL of its bridges destroyed by US supplied and paid for Israel jets?
I stared at her in utter disgust...not at HER perse but at that mentality.
It is the mentality of the WTC.
Oh no...not us. We just don't deserve that...such freedom loving people and all. Such enthusiastically rich....people.
We are "different".
And we are xenophobic, ignorant, self absorbed, lost, uninformed, misguided...
And we are suffering epidemics of drug addiction, crime, disease
And we are ignorant of the law..the REAL law which is an inescapable reality.
We thought somehow or another...we were to be EXCEPTED by the Creator because we are just such mightly damn fine people.
Aren't we?
Well...we can be. If we choose to be.
Individually speaking but that takes a little effort to study what exactly was the advice about the matters at hand...ALL of the matters at hand.
The Quran talks about nations ALOT.
"Nations"
People tend to ignore the universal in there and instead...people focus on the "personal".
A nation is composed of persons. And the Quran tells you that until a nation fixes itself from the inside...individual by individual...it cannot hope for the impossible.
Because a nation composed of illiterate and irresponsible people is what it is and will result in an expontentially huge problem. Like any organism...the sum of its parts.
And no...the Quran isn't saying that Allah is punishing THIS nation.
This nation....is punishing itself by ignoring what Allah said about everything from procreation to recreation to elimination of species.
Punishing itself because it just thought itself too damn smart to listen to that really exceptional book.
Everyone follows Islam whether they know it or not, like it or not.
It is the "willingly or unwillingly" clause that has been overlooked.
My game leg tells me that finance capital may be on the verge of some big changes. Or that a little rain's coming. Hard to tell, with legs.
So, the nation-state is becoming increasingly irrelevant as an economic unit as it is also becoming increasingly incapable of even pretending to provide the sorts of protections and services that prop up its claims to legitimacy. Which my gut tells me may change some things.
I'm actually super curious as to how these structural shifts are going to influence how people talk, feel, and talk about how they feel, feel about how they talk.
Probably, "my gut tells me" will become a more legit phraseology if loyalties increasingly shift from state sanctioned ties to increasingly more primary ones (tribal/ethnic, community, family, etc). Maybe? Because a more proximate relationship to each other's guts, as opposed to each other's certificates?
The difficulties involved get revealed even on the gut assumption level. The assumption that there will be some equivalent of the Beatles, that at this point in time a stage has been prepared that is somehow equivalent to the one prepared for the Beatles. It's not that game anymore, clearly.
Yes, it always is, depending on what "adequate" means.
While times change, people don't (unless we're talking on an evolutionary time-scale). If the Right loses homosexuality as an issue, then they will find something else. People who are naturally inclined toward this political philosophy will be *looking* for a new *them* to vilify. I never goes away. In fact, political leanings appear to be a product of genetics.
However, I honestly question whether the vilification of homosexuals will *ever* go away. It has become too useful to power-hungry religionists and is snarled up with sexual bugaboos as old as human consciousness.
But never say never.
As to poetry, "schools of" come and go. They are utterly irrelevant to the population at large.
Writing poetry that is adequate to a given culture never seems to produce great poetry; and that's the question that interests me. What will the next great poet and poetry look like? And how will the poet *transcend* the world as it exists then?
I probably should start talking about poetry now. Wasn't I? Don't come to my blog, I'm embarrassed by what I posted today.
The first decade of the 21st century? The Oh-Nos!
I've been reading "New European Poets", that new anthology. The language won't grab onto my eyes.
Speaking of which: yeah, it ain't gonna be the Beatles. Or any other white rock band. My bad hip sez so.
Why is it that a depression is not possible, Silliman? I know very little of economics and would merely like to be pointed in the direction for further elaboration of this notion. If you can't explain (or don't have the time to) could you at least list a few thinkers or buzzwords associated with this assertion?
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