Prompt: Family is a
different idea than we know. The childhood, the place.
All
of the poems listed to read from
Language to Coiled Serpent wrote of childhood, place , and heritage in
the space of direction, movement, and topography. There is no sense of a set
place of where the childhood can be found, no fixed symbol or spot to pay
homage to the growth of the child into adult hood. All the poems seem to assume,
us, the reader is not from there and
needs explanation. In most of these works we are on trip/ in transit, following
directions or a recipe, down high way 8, through the tourist streets of the
Philippines, in and leaving Detroit, creating the elements of a tat, walking
down the streets of South Central… Childhood and place is never fixed for these
writers, and often outside influences such as, tourism, economics, social, and
more, take control of their child hood spaces and are always reshaping their
reflections.
Carbo:
Directions to My Imaginary Childhood was written with little tension/ raveling
leading up to the last stanza. Carbo used punctuation to illicit the feeling of
reading directions and the rhythm of the poem. The names of streets such as
Mabini( named after Filipino revolutionary) and Legazpi( red light district) in
the second line, (all reinvented tourist spots),and the assumed French, by their “je ne se pas!”
response, playing abecedarian dominoes on the street , gave me informational references
to an area that had been taken over by XPATs(?). The last stanza references
Juan Tamad, a fictional Filipino character
based on a lazy boy who sits under a tree and lets the fruit fall into
his mouth instead of picking it.
Title:
Carbo uses the title to place us in the
location of childhood which alludes to the past, while also placing the
narrative in a contemporary space where the reader is to use directions to get
to this imaginary childhood. The use of the word imaginary also tips the reader
to look for something not real in the journey.
The
last stanza held the tension and core of the poem. After all the tourist spots,
we the reader turn back around and look for the “me” under the index/
acknowledgements section. After the story has been read and told through the
lens who are not of the narrative we can find the real “me” in the pages where
the author gives credit to “ those who
made this all possible”.
Hyan
Chara: Thinking American for Dioniso D.
Martinez,
Title:
Thinking American- makes you question how does one think American ? isn’t one
American by birth. For also makes me think of an intended audience.
Location:
the author seems to be an outsider looking into this males life in DT. The
narrator is writing about the “you” which is indicated in the for Dioniso D. Martinez
The
position is one of looking back, but also a current position acknowledging that
“Detroit is a shit hole”
Voice:
the opening line of “Take Detroit” reminds me of someone giving a presentation/
example on a topic. This also reads like Carbo’s directional poem.
The
emotional tone : everyone is a suspect=fearful mistrust, a emotional state the
sytem has manufactured.
Pace:
the poem begins raveling immediately, using the idea that you “learn to think
American” and aren’t born into the theoretical lens of Americanism. The final
line is the “drop mic line”- BY THINKING AMERICAN I MEAN MADE- being made
implies it is not authentic, tampered with by man, constructed with purpose.
Marylyn
Chin: Tonight While the Stars are Shimmering ( New world Duet)
Title:
Tonight while the Stars are Shimmering makes you think love poem , A new Duet
makes the reader say, “hmmmm, maybe new
love poem?” Duet also indicated that two people are composing one product
together ,each individuals input helps create the final product.
Location:
Highway 8. The story is in transit. We are again on a trip, a road trip, but
this time we have an active character with us. A lover
Position:
the writer shifts , from ancient Feudal society , to outdated dowry systems(
that still exist but not as socially accepted), and to the now of the Del mar
and Highway 8
Voice:
emotional voice to me seems confused. In a purgatory between tradition, self
morals, unapproved love, and the motives of the other in the duet. In love and
“anointed on the prayer mat of your love” invokes a sense of love, but the use of the word
anointed makes me think of the construct of religion that often depowers the
devotee as one who praises, and the anointer as the one with the power. “Oi,
you can’t describe the ocean to the well frog” is a reference to a Chinese tale
of the well frog who won’t leave the well to go to the ocean because it thinks
it has all it needs in the well, the moral of the story is “ being unaffected
by such disaster is the joy of living”( referring to actual droughts and
increased rainfall that never effects the ocean but does the well) , similar to
the American used adage “ignorance is
bliss.”The implication of the “I” directing this at the “you”, made me think of
a power dynamic that has placed the “you’ in a social place of ignorance, one
where the “you” does not desire to crawl out of. The last line also made me think the “You”may
be a white male, and the “I ” an
immigrant , or they are an Indian/Chinese couple ( “ you would have been
drowned at birth” no more than 2 kids was a rule , but they also drowned girls
based on this law), or they were a biracial lesbian couple… that I couldn’t
figure out, but I know the “ I “ feels
guilt for loss of ancestors, culture,
and survivors guilt for being spared( “How was I saved on the boat of
freedom”), and then instead of upholding cultural values falls for the “other”.
Tyrice, I was really struck by your comment that "All the poems seem to assume, us, the reader is not from there and needs explanation." There is something unknowable about other people's families and childhoods, and the process of fully articulating what it's like to be a part of a family is challenging and perhaps impossible. This may be why so many poets use a combination of physical description and memory to attempt to let an outsider (the reader) into what family/childhood means to them.
ReplyDeleteTyrice, Nice analysis and good to see you work on the form as well as the content in such a thorough way. I agree with Sarah, we can all be from the same place but the reader will not have the same perspective of the place, so the images and juxtapositions fill in a new picture for us.You really nailed the flow of Imaginary Childhood, a-z. Nice. e
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