Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Sunday, June 14, 2020

Citizen: An American Lyric

Book: Citizen: An American Lyric
Basic Information : SynopsisExpectations : Thoughts : EvaluationNew Words : Book References : Good QuotesReferences

Basic Information:
Author: Claudia Rankine
Edition: ePub on Libby from Fresno County Public Library
Publisher: Graywolf Press
ISBN: 1555976905 (ISBN13: 9781555976903)
Start Date: May 30, 2020
Read Date: June 14, 2020
169 pages
Genre: Short Stories, Essay, Interracial Understanding, Poetry
Language Warning: Low
Rated Overall: not rated-See Evaluation


Synopsis:
Seven parts (stanzas?). Not sure how to categorize each part.  See Wikipedia for a Summary of parts.



Expectations:
  • Recommendation: Sojourner’s Article August 16, 2017
  • When: May 29, 2020
  • Date Became Aware of Book: January 2020-The Big Fresno Read
  • How come do I want to read this book: Because of the current times where there is heightened racial tensions. Originally this book was part of the Fresno BigRead before it got canceled due to the pandemic. Paul Swearingen noted we need to understand how to communicate with each other,
  • What do I think I will get out of it? Better understanding of a different view of our common world.


Thoughts:

I
Rankine describes being in a class where she and the person who sits behind her usually have test results almost identical. She wonders why the teacher does not notice. She wonders, is it because she does not see them?

And then she has an interview for a job, at a college I think. The interviewer notes to her that his dean is making him hire a person of color when there are so many great writers out there. This has so many issues with it. First, Rankine must wonder, what is she, chopped liver? Second, the dean implies there are no blacks who can write. Third, he would not be looking at her as an applicant no matter how wonderful she was if he was not forced to.

Gary’s note: One of the things I wonder about with affirmative action is what is the criteria to say that affirmative action has achieved its goals and now is no longer needed. Until that time, there will always be a stigma attached to hiring a person of color. Could they not make it on their own merits? But when you read the above statement, you realize that color blind hiring has a long way to go in America.

And then Rankine wonders, what makes the hiring manager think this is an OK conversation to have? Does he think of her as a non-entity?

John Henryism-the stress a person puts on themselves to over-achieve, particularly when they need to show that they are at least as good or better. This is one of the effects of racism.

Do joint personal histories give you a better understanding of different races?

There are strange-at least to my eyes-pictures throughout the book. More distracting than something I am pondering.


II
Rainkine makes a statement which I do not understand-On the bridge between this sellable anger and “the artist” resides, at times, an actual anger. I am not understanding why does this sellable anger not reflect real anger? Is she saying that the so-called artist only produces things to sell? Who will buy this sellable anger? Not me for sure.

Apparently there is a YouTube person, HennessyYoungman (Jayson Musson) with a series called Art Thoughtz who explores this.

Zora Neale Hurston: I feel most colored when I am thrown against a sharp white background. From an essay called How it Feels To Be Colored Me (1928). Rankine thinks of Venus and Serena Williams playing tennis in a white sport in white playing clothes. They sometimes meet officials who think they do not belong there.

Rankine makes a statement, rather a phrase, about Serena WIlliams’ response to a bad call and the Gland Slam Committee’s decision to fine her. That content is not meaning. I am puzzled over this. Froomo Rankine’s viewpoint Williams does not have control over how her body acts. But does not that make Williams little more than a machine? I can understand Williams losing her “cool” when a series of unjust calls is made against her. But to say that besides a momentary breakdown like that, that Williams is only response seems to be demeaning.

What does Youngman mean that when a black paints a flower, it becomes a slavery flower, flower de Amistad. I know that Amistad was a slave ship which revolted. Still why is a work by a black not their own but a work of slavery?

Youngman’s thought: the less that is communicated the better. I do not think this is particularly a black truism. GK Chesterton noted that he felt that he could not respect a person who revealed everything about themselves.


III
She starts this part with a friend, implicitly white, or at least not one who usually speaks like a black, saying you nappy-headed ho. This was not expected from this person and it was a bit disorienting. What does Rankine mean that incoherence feels violent? The one possibility is that maybe her friend is trying to enter into her world and Rankine cannot accept that? Sort of sounds like Rankine wants to put up barriers from other races understanding her.

She seems to put an edge on everything. When she comes past a manager’s office to sign a form, he blurts out I didn’t know you were black. Rather than taking this as an education moment, she leaves it as a slight on her. I guess if this happens often enough, then you start to build walls.

Rankin paraphrases a statement which Judith Butler Our very being exposes us to the address of another. Apparently this comes from Butler’s book Precarious Life: The Powers of Mourning and Violence/ Another person explains it a bit more: To be addressed necessarily makes us vulnerable, because it calls for “emotional openness.” (Universal Hubbub) A bit better. Rankine interprets Butler’s words as racism attempts to erase you from visibility and as a person. There is also an attempt to make you hypervisible. I think she means that to highlight your shortcomings.

There is a sense that after a while, you ask the question of yourself, What is wrong with you? When a clerk wants more security from a black person than the white person right before them. This gets stuck in your conscience.


IV
A sigh is the pathway to breathing. She says it allows breathing. I wonder what kind of a sigh she is talking about? But she also thinks in the terms of current slavery, at least not a free being.

Rankine says to forget the past and all of its memories. At least that is what I think she is saying: No one should adhere to the facts that contribute to narrative, the facts that create lives. I think I disagree with her, but I do not understand why she is saying this, so I cannot argue with this.

Not everything remembered is useful but it all comes from the world to be stored in you. So goes on to give examples of this happening and this happened and this happened. Sort of the history book. But what about the things which create who you are? Or is she not happy with herself and why? Is it because she feels that her life is somebody else's story and not her own? Is this how black people feel?

How can what is not truth be not a lie?


V
I did not see anything which struck me as being meaningful. Was there?


VI
A series of vignettes. Looks like they were done in conjunction with John Lucas (John Lucas is her husband). It is called Situations and can be found online. The situations in the book are not in the same order or in some cases not found onlines.
  • August 29, 2005 - Hurricane Katrina.
  • February 26, 2012 - Trayvon Martin (Situation 5)
  • June 26, 2011 - James Craig Anderson. See wikipedia about his murder. A man by the name of Dedmon and his gang killed him.
    • Baldwin: Skin color cannot be more important than the human being.
  • December 4, 2005 - Jena Six. See Wikipedia about what happened in Jena, Louisiana.
    • You cannot drive yourself sane.
    • She relates that to white police officers all blacks look the same, so they fit the description.
  • Long Form Birth Certificate
    • The length of the silence becoming a living.
  • August 4, 2011 - Mark Duggan. See Wikipedia about his death
    • The purpose of art is to lay bare the questions hidden by answers. James Baldwin. The real quote, which Rankine’s quote is close enough looks like it is: The artist cannot and must not take anything for granted, but must drive to the heart of every answer and expose the question the answer hides. In Creative America, essay The Creative Process
    • She also shares a quote from Dostoyevsky, which says we all have answers. It is the questions we do not know.. I cannot locate this quote. She does not reference Dostoyevsky in her Works Referenced section.
    • Interesting-she uses the term executed, which seems very loaded. Versus, even murdered or shot.
      • From Wikipedia, it does not sound like things were clean. First, Duggan seems to be involved with people who were not on the right side of the law. But the police looked like they were also trying to cover things up.
    • How difficult is it for one body to feel injustice wheeled at another?
  • October 10, 2006 - World Cup. From Wikipedia.
    • What this is about is during the World Cup finals, a player (I think on the French team) turned around and head butted another player. Rankine gives the story behind it. But is it the right story?
      • Rankine says that what was said to provoke was Big Algerian shit, dirty terrorist. (She repeats this and uses the n word in other phrases)
      • But according to both players the incident was about one player's remark about the other’s sister.
      • How does the discrepancies in the story affect Rankine's message? Did the Algerian trash talk the Italian?
    • Perhaps the most insidious and least understood form of segregation is that of the word. Ralph Ellison
    • No one is free.
    • This is because, in order to save his life, he is forced to look beneath appearances, to take nothing for granted, to hear the meaning behind the words. While this is useful, aren't you also in danger of reading more into something than what is meant? Such as when a white police officer sees movement and shoots first only to find out that the black is getting his wallet.
    • It is the White Man who creates the black man. But it is the black man who creates. I do not understand. Seems rather nonsensical. What meaning does these statements have? Why is White Man capitalized?
  • July 29-August 18, 2014 - Making Room.
  • List of the dead
    • Because white men cannot police their imagination black people are dying.
    • I wonder if she classes anybody who is not black as being white.

VII
Patience is in the living. Interesting comment where it seems like most of the poetry turns on the brimming anger of impatience.

Who is Claire Denis? French film director. Wikipedia.


Evaluation:
I do not think I have enough understanding to rate this book. First, because I am not one who really does well with poetic works-just ask me about Shakespeare. Second, the imagery which Rankine presents is not something which I naturally relate to.

It is the second reason why I picked this book to read. To gain more understanding. I do not think I have. When that happens, you ask is it the author’s fault or the reader’s? I suspect the readers in this case.

Now that I have completed my notes-you can see them on my book blog-I have inched a bit closer in my goal: to understand how a black sees America. But not enough to really say that I have had an epiphany. Even the above about how a black sees America makes one think that all blacks sees things in the same way. I do not. And that may be the problem with a book like Citizen, it wants you to see things through a common black lense. But is there? I think it might be less clear than Rankine presents.



New Words:
  • Code-switch (III): alternate between two or more languages or varieties of language in conversation.
Book References:
  • The Alchemy of Race and Rights by Patricia Williams
  • She also has an appendix of the works referenced.

Good Quotes:
  • First Line: When you are alone and too tired even to turn on any of your devices, you let yourself linger in a past stacked among your pillows.
  • Last Line: It was a lesson
  • From my point of view, no label, no slogan, no party, no skin color, and indeed no religion is more important than the human being.. James Baldwin, The Fire Next Time
  • The artist cannot and must not take anything for granted, but must drive to the heart of every answer and expose the question the answer hides.James Baldwin, , Creative America, essay The Creative Process
  • How difficult is it for one body to feel injustice wheeled at another? Chp VI
  • Perhaps the most insidious and least understood form of segregation is that of the word. Ralph Ellison, "Twentieth-Century Fiction and the Black Mask of Humanity" (1953), in The Collected Essays,
  • Patience is in the living. Chp VII

References:


      Sunday, April 7, 2013

      Beowulf, translated by Lesslie Hall

      Book: Beowulf
      Translator: Leslie Hall
      Edition: Gutenberg
      Read: April 2013
      325 pages
      Rated: 3 out of 5

      Synopsis:
      Beowulf is a hero story and one of the oldest pieces of English literature. It talks about how Grendel a monster, related to Cain, was terrorizing the Danes. Beowulf comes from over the seas and grapples with Grendel and kills him. Grendel's mother seeks revenge and try's to kill Beowulf, but once again Beowulf defeats this monster's mom with his bare hands. Beowulf is lauded with honor and wealth, returning home a hero.

      He then has the challenge of facing a dragon in his liar. Beowulf is deserted by his companions, except for one. The dragon gives Beowulf a mortal wound; but Beowulf's remaining companion slays the dragon. Beowulf's funeral pyre is bright and big enough to be a beacon for sailors.


      Evaluation:
      The story of Beowulf is well worth reading. There is much in the story to give one pause to consider. My evaluation of a three is more because of me than the work. I had a hard time with the translation and understanding terms not in common 21st century usage. So the flow of the story and understanding of it was interrupted. This meant the natural flow of the story was broken.

      But the sense  sense of magnificence of Beowulf showed through. I am looking forward to reading this in a different translation, which a friend suggested: Seamus Heaney's version.

      A good thing about Hall's version is he gives a short synopsis of the story. Then in the actual story, he has notes about what the section of the story is about. These were very helpful to me, and not too intrusive. 
       

      Good Quotes:
      • First Line: “Lo! the Spear-Danes’ glory through splendid achievements
        The folk-kings’ former fame we have heard of,
        How princes displayed then their prowess-in-battle”
      • Last Line: “So lamented mourning the men of the Geats,
        Fond-loving vassals, the fall of their lord,
        An ideal king.
        Said he was kindest of kings under heaven,
        Gentlest of men, most winning of manner,
        Friendliest to folk-troops and fondest of honor.”

      References:

      Tuesday, September 8, 2009

      You and Yours

      Book: You and Yours:
      Author: Naomi Shihab Nye
      Edition:  1st Edition, Paperback
      Read: August 2009
      81 pages
      Rated: 2 out of 5
      Why a “2” rating? Is it a bad book? Is this book just not for me? Does Nye not say anything worthwhile? Is poetry not something I get? Is this poetry?


      Questions I pose for myself. Poetry sound wonderful to me—being able to express thoughts beyond words on the paper. I just don’t see the depth in most of the 49 poems presented. They seem more words on a page, rather than opening my eyes to something beyond. The thoughts seem more prosaic, along with the words.

      So is the problem me or Nye?

      Thoughts:
      One of the two places which somewhat succeed for me was in the poem, Fold. She talks about the proclivity with words, small and little, the diminutive tendency in a world given often to sprawling and big. This reminded me of the lostness those of us have who are pebbles—trying to make small ripples in a big pond.

      The other piece I found was in the poem Don Chu Go. Nye says to use your voice, cry of in pain, injustice. While a common thought, it is expressed ragged and well like the thought should be expressed.

      The book’s title comes from the poem, During A War. She looks at who “you” and “yours” are. She has received a letter from a friend during a war—I am assuming Iraq or Afiganistan. She asks the question, who is “yours”? Where does “yours” stop? Good questions. There she falls in her responses—this is where either I do not understand or she does not provide something in continuity with the question.

      So which is it, she or me?
        
      Notes from my book group:


      References: