This article was first published at The
Master’s Artist.
In
2010, I attended a writer’s conference at Laity Lodge, in the Texas Hill
Country about 90 minutes or so west of San Antonio. I had signed up for the
poetry seminar taught by Scott Cairns, a professor at the University of
Missouri, which is about 90 or so minutes west of where I live in St. Louis. I
had previously read his A Short Trip to the Edge, an account of
his pilgrimages to Mount Athos (Cairns in Greek orthodox), and Compassion of Affection: Poems New and Selected.
I
was looking forward to the seminar; I was not disappointed (and I loved Laity Lodge). Twelve of spent two days doing
something I’d never heard of – using poetry to explicate Scripture.
That’s
the idea, or one of the ideas, behind Recovered Body: Poems, published by
Cairns in 2003. Cairns uses poetry to explicate Scripture, and more than that,
to explore poetry as a kind of Biblical enterprise. And it’s utterly
fascinating.
The
poems are divided into three sections.
The
first, “Deep Below Our Violences,” covers a range topics – a line from a
Wallace Stevens poem, the Old Masters’ paintings, archaeology, a rather erotic
discussion between the poet and his muse Erato, the death of a father. The
poems are characteristically Cairns, and I can hear his deep, slow voice now
that I heard in Texas on a windblown patio near the Frio River. And I can hear
that characteristic wonder of life. Here’s “Regarding the Body:”
I
too was a decade coming to terms
with
how abruptly my father had died.
And
I’m still lying about it. His death
was
surely as incremental, slow-paced
as
any, and certainly as any
I’d
witnessed. Still, as we met around him
that
last morning—none of us unaware
of
what the morning would bring—I was struck
by
how quickly he left us. And the room
emptied—comes
to me now—far too quickly.
If
impiety toward the dead were still
deemed
sin, it was that morning our common
trespass,
to have imagined too readily
his
absence, to have all but denied him
as
he lay, simply, present before us.
In
the second section, “The Recovered Midrashim of Rabbi Sab,” the reader is given
an introductory warning about the rabbi, who has often been accused of
“apostasy, blasphemy, manic-depression, drunkenness, bad manners. He has been
praised for his compassion, revered—if not much liked—for his eager upbraiding
of the pious.”
Then
you read the rabbi’s “commentaries” on the image of God, sin, Lot’s wife, the
sacrifice of Isaac, Jacob wrestling with the angel, Joseph thrown into the well
and then sold, the death of Moses, Solomon and his Song, Jephthah’s terrible
vow, Jonah’s imprisonment, and the exile. Yes, those accusations against the
rabbi have validity, but his commentaries force the reader to confront and
wrestle with the meanings of the Biblical texts being commented upon.
And
I wonder if I didn’t hear a little of that rabbi down in Texas, too.
The
third section of poems, “Supplications,” is devoted to New Testament themes –
Christ in Gethsemane, the thief himself crucified who ridiculed Jesus on the
cross, a beautiful poem about Mary Magdalene, and Jesus descending into hell,
among others. The poem about Mary Magdalene, entitled “Loves” is simple and
strong, and a memory, declaration and hymn all at once. Cairns subtitles it
“Magdalene’s Epistle,” and it is written as a kind of deep, thoughtful and
profound letter.
Recovered Body is a strong
collection. Many of the poems were previously published by Chariton Review, Image, The Paris Review, and Prairie Schooner, among other
publications and two anthologies. The poems, individually and collectively,
provide a different way to look at both Scripture and poetry, as text and a way
to understand text, and how to apply that text and understanding to life.
Photograph by George Hodan via Public
Domain Pictures. Used with permission.
Interesting melding.
ReplyDeleteAs I've shared before, I think, ever since I read "Poetry at Work" I've been summarizing my scripture-readings with haikus or micro poetry. There's something about counting it out and making every word count as Truth. It makes the morning read sticky.
And why your book loosed that in me - probably because part of my "work" starts with setting my heart on the right path and, in doing so, I was reading the prose and poetry of Isaiah.
As always, thank you for this insight.