Early on the Tuesday morning of November 15th, while I was doing
song practice, a woman that I’d seen walking around at that hour before,
positioned herself on the street so she could make eye contact with me through
my half open window and began to gesture to me. As far as I could tell, her
graceful hand movements were indicating that she wanted me to come down to open
the front door and let her in. I assumed she knows someone in my building but
not well enough to have their phone number. I just looked back at her and kept
on singing. I sure wasn’t going to stop in the middle of a song to let a
stranger into my building.
George
arrived for class about four minutes late, “Evening! Yes indeed! Holy smokes!
After the decision made!”
He
asked who among us had expected Hillary was going to win the US election. He
was surprised to see that a few students indicated that they’d expected Trump
to win and asked if they were being honest. Patrick responded, “Did you really
expect something good would happen?” We discussed the Electoral College. I said
it would be like voting for a mayor of Toronto and only each building,
including apartment buildings and houses would get one vote each. George said
that Trump would be in now for at least two years. I suggested that maybe he’ll
get impeached after his fraud trial.
George’s
new book just came out, so he showed us a copy. It’s called “Canticles:
Imperialism, Enslavement and Insurrection”. He said it’s about people fighting
back and it’s all based on fact. He told us that he’d be launching it that
weekend at the Supermarket Restaurant in Kensington Market and that there’d be
a second launch on December 4th. He pointed out that this is only
part one of the book, that there’d be another one out next year and that they
are 460 pages each. Patrick asked him to read a poem from the book. It took
George a while to find one that wasn’t too long, but he settled on “Queen Ana
Nzinga Addresses Her Troops” – “Smack down the Portuguese until death gets
tired … I prefer having an army to having to having charisma … Bear to me the
Portuguese bellies … Mere thunder makes no injury …” Queen Nzinga resisted the
Portuguese in 1647 with an army that included women warriors.
George
talked about the death of Leonard Cohen, saying he was in St Catherines when he
heard about it. He mentioned the talk he’d given, marking the fiftieth
anniversary of Cohen’s Beautiful Losers, on the night before he died.
Our
first poet of the night was Patrick Lane, and I read his poem, “Albino
Pheasants”.
Every
poem offers an argument.
The
narrator of this poem lives in and is connected to a wild place, surrounded by
farmers that would shoot the white pheasants. It reminds George of the movie,
“Deliverance”. What is wild is lost behind closed eyes. Succubae.
Connect
this poem to some of Margaret Atwood’s poems and Robert Kroetsch’s “Seed
Catalogue”
Our
next poet was Dennis Lee, a Toronto poet who resented Canada selling Canada to
the United States. He was influenced by George Grant, whose book, “Lament for a
Nation” had a huge impact on Canadian nationalism. Only in Canada could a book
of philosophy become a best seller.
Successive
waves of four Liberal governments sold Canada out, culminating in that of
Lester Bowles (George pronounced it “Bowels” with disdainful yet delicious emphasis)
Pearson. In 1962 the world came close to thermonuclear war between the United
States and Russia. Who was in the middle? Canada. In October, Kennedy asked
Canada to go on alert. Diefenbaker said no. Our anti-death penalty prime
minister said, “We don’t think it’s a threat to world peace.” But behind is
back the Canadian army went on alert anyway. There was a defense crisis in
Canada. Pearson, who had earlier thought up UN peacekeeping force, accepted US
nuclear weapons on Canadian soil. George Grant left the NDP because they backed
the Liberals on this issue. He thought that Canada was by nature a Progressive
Conservative country and that it was important for government to help with
public utilities. His was kind of a communist conservatism. But the Liberals
wanted greater economic integration with the United States. Grant’s book
created Canadian nationalism. Courses like “Canadian Poetry” did not exist
before 1965.
George
told us that when he started teaching at Queens University, in Kingston,
Ontario, he was lecturing about Michael Ondaatje’s “Coming Through Slaughter”,
and another professor commented to him that it wasn’t real literature because
it was Canadian.
Because
of George Grant, Canada did not go to Vietnam and his influence can also be seen
in our Canadian Content Regulations as applied to broadcasting in Canada. Can
Con states that, for instance, music played on Canadian radio must be 40%
Canadian, though there are four ways that it can meet that criteria: either the
writer of the song, the singer, the producer of the record or the recording
studio where the record was made must be Canadian for the song to fit with the
guidelines. Grant would have hated the music that resulted from the ruling,
because he was a classical man. He thought that Canadians should use their own
tax dollars to support themselves.
George
said that Loyalism was not just sticking with the king of England. It was a
Canadian political choice.
Dennis
Lee is a philosophical poet. He helped found the House of Anansi Press. He
wrote the book of poetry for children, “Alligator Pie” and the lyrics for the
theme song of the show “Fraggle Rock.
Lee’s
poem “from Civil Elegies / 1” is about Toronto’s New City Hall. George
commented that the building was like something out of Star Trek. I pointed out
that it was actually featured on Star Trek as representing the architecture of
an alien civilization. I was certain that I’d seen it on the original series,
but research suggests that it only appeared in the Next Generation, perhaps
just representing itself as something seen through a portal. I’m still sure I
saw it though, even though everybody says it wasn’t there. George said that it
was designed by a Finnish architect who wanted a big public space in front of
it to create a sense of community.
George
read the poem. He said the speaker is awaiting the arrival of the muses in the
form of dead Torontonians. The ghosts of the original settlers that never felt
at home here because they were yearning for Europe. Contemporary English Canadians
were no different failures. But English Canadians finally decided to be a
country. George said the word, “Nationalist!” and added, “Ohh, it sends chills
down my spine! Isn’t Canada unique and prideworthy? The opening of the poem is
reminiscent of Dante.
George
said that thousands of Canadians went to fight in the Vietnam War for the
United States. Canada manufactured the napalm that was used there.
Patrick
interrupted to say declare that the poem is obviously talking about pigeons
rather than ghosts. George said that it’s not about pigeons. It’s about
mourning. It’s about the tension between what is native and what is not. The
settlers didn’t settle but rather pretended they were still in England. George
said they still fly the Union Jack in Kingston, “For cryin out loud! Get over
it!”
Patrick
insisted that pigeons are in the poem at least symbolically because the furies
are described the way one would talk about birds.
George
said that Toronto is unceded territory. When William Lyon Mackenzie was the
first mayor of Toronto we had the Upper Canada rebellion, but in Toronto it
consisted of a couple of shots being fired, the rebels retreating to the pub
and the soldiers retreating to the fort.
Both
Lee and Atwood were influenced by George Grant.
George
asked, “Will Canada get its groove?”
In
1966 a French Canadian suicide bomber blew himself up in the parliamentary
washroom. History of defeat. George mentioned Jane Jacobs and the craft of
neighbourhood. The Spadina extension was blocked. Development is a dangerous
verb. From the poem, “But in the city that I long for, the people complete
their origins.” And “Men and women live that they may make that life worth
dying.” George was trying to remember the Bob Dylan line from “It’s Alright Ma,
I’m Only Bleeding” that has a similar line. I told him it was, “He who is not
busy being born is busy dying.”
The
poem is anthemic.
George
misquoted an old soft drink slogan, “Come alive with Coke!” and then he called
a break.
I asked him about
the essay topic of Confessionalism because I could find much in terms of
confessionalism in the three poets he’d mentioned in association with it. He
said he wants people to dig for it or alternatively to argue that it isn’t
there.
I
told George that the correct quote was, “Come alive, you’re in the Pepsi
Generation!” He suddenly remembered. We talked about the Coke commercial, “I’d
Like to Teach the World to Sing” that became a hit song by the New Christie
Minstrels. But on research I see that it was actually the “New Seekers” that
did it.
He
said they featured the song in the last episode of “Mad Men”. I said that I had
to stop watching the series after the second season when I stopped having
cable. He told me he doesn’t have cable either. I asked if he downloads the
show. He answered that he watches it on DVD but he gets his news from the
internet. Then he complained about the cost of both the internet and his phone
bill. I told him that I don’t pay for the internet and that I have a pretty
good deal for my phone with Wind Mobile and I quoted the monthly pre-paid fee.
He admitted that’s pretty good but told me he only has a landline. I wondered
why and he explained that the area where he lives, which is the east end, near
Scarborough, has power outages and so he doesn’t trust having a mobile phone
because of its dependence on electricity. I asked why he doesn’t use a
generator. He said they are a great thing to have but that they cause
pollution.
This
conversation made me curious, because I know that there are very few landlines
in developing countries and so anyone that has a phone uses a cell phone. It
seemed to me that they must face greater challenges towards recharging their
phones than George would if he had one. I found several solutions. First of
all, George drives a car, so in an emergency he could easily charge his phone
in the car with a charger for that purpose, and they only cost between $8.00
and $50.00, depending on what kind. He could also get a solar powered phone
charger for between $25 and $150. There are also bike-powered chargers that
give your phone 25 minutes of talk time for every 10 minutes of riding, but I
don’t think George rides a bike. I suspect though that even with this
information George won’t get a cell phone because his years of being held
hostage by Bell has given him Stockholm syndrome.
Patrick
mentioned that he is from Ottawa and he was still living there when the big ice
storm hit in 1998 and the power was out for a long time.
George
related that he was in North Carolina in 1996 when Hurricane Fran hit and even
though he was a two hours drive from the coast, the storm knocked out the power
for five days. But the Canadian embassy provided them with a store of beverages
and there were lots of great potluck suppers.
After
the break, we began with bp Nichol, who George told us pronounced the initials
before his surname as “beep”. He was inspired by Earle Birney, Bill Bissett and
TISH, and connected with Ondaatje. He also wrote several episodes and two songs
for the children’s show Fraggle Rock. John Diefenbaker attacked his book, “The
True Eventual Story of Billy the Kid” as being pornographic.
Nichol
expanded the audience for poetry by making it also visual. He worked in the
mediums of concrete poetry and sound poetry. He was also a member of the poetry
group, “The Four Horsemen”, that was featured in Ron Mann’s documentary,
“Poetry in Motion”. I mentioned that I saw the Four Horsemen perform in
Vancouver back in 1979 or 1980. Nichol would have been knowledgeable of John
Cage’s experiments with the sounds of words; Kurt Schwitters’s voice
compositions and Jerome Rothenberg’s ethnopoetics, such as his transcriptions
of so called primitive Native poems; Derek Beaulieu’s “Kern”, which consists of
poems that look like mosaics. .
Nichol
tried to make poetry accessible. His book, “Captain Poetry” had that TISH
accessibility, with the fun of superheroes. It was clear and colloquial, with
simplified spellings and Blakean rhymes.
Patrick wondered how Nichol could be compared to Blake.
Patrick wondered how Nichol could be compared to Blake.
They
were both visual.
We
looked at the poem, “Blues”, which is a visual poem composed only of the
letters that make up the word “love”. All of the “e”s are at an angle in a line
through the center of the piece. At each end of that run there are two extra
“e”s that do not connect with other letters. There are four “o”s running
parallel to the line of “e”s on each side of it and each o is between an “l”
and a “v”, though sometimes “love” is spelled backwards. There are three “l”s
on each side of the poem, on the outside of the “o”s. There are two “v”s on
either side of the middle stream of “e”s. George agreed with me that the middle
stream of “e”s could be pronounced as a scream. The woman to the far left of my
row commented that it looks like there is “love”, but if you read around the
corner you get “evolove”, which she read as “evolve”. She interpreted it as
“Love evolves into Evol”.
I
said that I find that kind of poetry extremely annoying. I get what it’s saying
but I think turning it into a visual moves it away from what the mind really
wants to see when it’s reading.
Our next poet was
Michael Ondaatje and George said he’s lost track of all the Governor General’s
Awards the guy has won. The title of his book, “The Dainty Monsters” riffs on
Leonard Cohen’s “Beautiful Losers”, which was a big influence for Ondaatje. He
uses a negation of form in which anything goes and so his is a Beat aesthetic,
for crying out loud! He finds mythopoeic potential and has a cinematic style.
George says that reading Ondaatje is like looking at a Diane Arbus photograph
or a Robert Crumb comic. The freaks coming out of the crackerjack box. He
compared it to the way that, as a kid, he would bite animal crackers in half
and then make new animals by putting halves of one animal together with that of
another.
Of the poem,
“Elizabeth”, George asked who Elizabeth is. I figured out a few weeks ago that
it’s Queen Elizabeth I. The poem renders her both ordinary and unusual. It is
reminiscent of Shirley Jackson’s “The Lottery”. Of lines 12-16, that read,
“they put a snake around my neck and it crawled down the front of my dress. I
felt its flicking tongue dripping into me like a shower. Daddy laughed and said
Smart Snake.” Zack commented that it was disturbing to think of a father saying
that to his daughter. George said maybe it is a blasphemous treatment of
Elizabeth, for the “virgin queen” to be sexualized, but try to keep in mind
that her father was Henry VIII.
Narrative is one of
Ondaatje’s great strengths. P. K. Page gives us photos but Ondaatje puts them
into motion. Aestheticization is a distancing. Thomas Seymour is a Beautiful
Loser. Of Ondaatje’s 1968 book, “Pictures from the War”, incidents in Vietnam
are aestheticized while horror is made beautiful.
Of his poem,
“Letters & Other Worlds” we can’t tell if it’s true, but it does take place
in Sri Lanka, where he was born and raised. Ondaatje is part Dutch. His family
was rich but not part of the British ruling class because of its ethnic
mixture, but not entirely divorced from it either.
Exoticism in
Ondaatje: the tropes are overseas, comedic and not menacing. It takes the form
of an exotic confessional memoir. The father in the poem dies of a stroke, but
before that, his deteriorating personality is accompanied by a widening
empathy. Ondaatje’s heroes are always creative, destructive and decadent. You
cannot produce art unless you have p-p-p-p-p-pain! Making art is about breaking
your aching heart. For Miles Davis to make “Blue and Green”, he had to have all
kinds of heroin. Even with “On the Corner” and “Birth of the Cool” (George
meant “The Birth of Cool”) he was always riding the horse! Miles Davis was
middle class. As a kid he rode horses and as an adult he rode horse. George
commented that there haven’t been many Canadians that have ended that way.
Someone declared, “We can take OUR heroin!”
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