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Sunday, May 1, 2016

More Shakespeare - 2 (continues & concludes)


                                                      [Caliban - Charles A Buchel, 1904]

Allen Ginsberg on Shakespeare's The Tempest continues (and concludes)

continuing from yesterday

AG: Trinculo’s got some very funny lines, discovering Caliban's nature and how he smelt like a fish! - "..a very ancient and fish-/like smell, a kind not of the newest Poor-/John. A  strange fish! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had this fish painted... a painted fish"
And here's that line, "..misery acquaints a man with/ strange bedfellows" - Did Shakespeare invent that? -  "misery…", line 38 -  "Misery makes strange bedfellows?" You know the famous trite phrase? - Maybe from here.

So, what is this, so we have a comical scene, a couple of nice phrases, well, I mean, there are a lot of nice phrases, in the prose (but I don't think we need to dwell on it). I like line 61 - "What's the matter? Have we devils here? Do you put/ tricks upon's with savages and men of Ind, ha? I/have not 'scaped drowning to be afeard now of your/four legs, for it hath been said, As proper a man as/ever went on four legs cannot make him give ground,/And it shall be said so again while Stephano/ breathes at's nostrils" -  "while Stephano/ breathes at's nostrils" i.e. "while I'm alive" - That's another illustration of his.. Shakespeare's directness of images, (rather than...)and avoidance of generalization. Instead of saying, "while I'm alive", he says, "while I'm breathing at my nostrils" - "while Stephano", you know - "I shall continue to teach here at Naropa, while Ginsberg breathes through his nostrils"! - It's a funny way of making it absolute, sure, true, exact.. you know, of nailing it down, nailing down a note - "While Jim Cohn [sic - one of the students in attendance] breathes through his nostrils, he'll continue to play the piano" - "Says Jim Cohn, "I'll play the piano as long as I breathe through my nostrils!" - It's very direct, and totally grounded. Then there's also, later on, all this stuff about "moons" and "mooncalfs" -  (Stephano): "Out of the moon, I do assure thee, I was the man i'/ the moon when. time was".."How camest thou to be the siege of this mooncalf?" - (that's line 105) - "How camest thou to be the siege of this mooncalf?" - and line 135 - Caliban -  "Hast thou not not dropp'd from heaven? -  Stephano:  "Out of the moon, I do assure thee, I was the man i'/ the moon when. time was"..

So they get Caliban drunk (and so, I suppose, this is a parable with what happens with the mob, what happens with the lower class(es), in Shakespeare's mind, and it's really pretty ridiculous because, if you take Caliban to be the laboring proletariat (or the lumpenproletariat , the laboring proletariat, the masses, and if you take Stephano and Trinculo to be the jesters and misleaders of the masses, or the leaders of the masses, or the revolutionary leaders because they're going on a revolution here), this is Shakespeare's analysis of revolution, where the under-privileged, the ground-down, the slaves, the proletariat, and their middle-class leaders, or lower-class leaders, are getting together a mob to go attack the castle of Prospero, his cell, and getting drunk on the way, and the.. 
and Caliban (and the masses), getting drunker and drunker, saying, "I want to lick your foot, You should be my master. I'll show you where the old master lives". It's really disgusting, (a) disgustingly anti-democratic view, in a way. But then, he's also done the same thing to the aristocracy. He's also shown..  In fact, the aristocracy is even stupider and is sly-er and meaner (here, everybody is just drunk, and ill-natured, and dumb, but, above, they're drunk, ill-natured, and smart! - which is worst? - who knows!) But, he's promising, in line 140 or so, Caliban - "I'll show thee every fertile inch o' the island/And I will kiss thy foot: I prithe be my god" - Trinculo - "By this light, a most perfidious and drunken/monster! when's god's asleep, he'll rob his bottle" - Caliban - "I'll kiss thy foot, I'll swear myself thy subject" - Stephano: "Come on then, down, and swear

And then, it's Trinculo, the jester, "I shall laugh myself to death at this puppy-headed/monster. A most scurvy monster! I could find in my/heart to beat him -" - Sttephano: - "Come, kiss" - Trinculo: "But that the poor monster's in drink; an abominable monster"



Meanwhile, the monster (the people) say very beautiful lines - "I'll show thee the best springs, I'll pluck thee berries/I'll fish for thee and get thee wood enough/A plague upon the tyrant that I serve!/I'll bear him no more sticks but follow thee/ Thou wondrous man"  (because he's been giving him fire-water) - Trinculo -  "A most ridiculous monster to make a wonder of a/ Poor drunkard!" - Caliban - "I prithee, let me bring thee where crabs grow/And I with my long nails will dig thee pignuts" (spoken of as peanuts, somebody said, pignuts (equals) peanuts, yes). "Show thee a jay's nest and instruct thee how/ To snare  the nimble marmoset, I'll bring thee/ To clustering filberts and sometimes I'll get thee?Young scamels from the rock. Wilt thou go with me?" - So they're going to go with him, so, with his howling monster, this drunken monster, and Calban's revolutionary song is: "No more dams I'll make for fish/ Nor fetch in firing/At requiring/Nor scrape trencher, nor wash dish/ 'Ban 'Ban Cacaliban!/ Has a new master, get a new man./Freedom, hey-day! hey day, freedom!, freedom, /hey-day, freedom!" - (That's really sad, acttually!) - Stephano - 
"O brave monster.." (even worse!). 

Coleridge has something to say about that that's interesting, what do people, what do people think of Shakespeare's reactionary, or apparently reactionary (stance)?, (because, after all, Coleridge was of the day of the French Revolution, where all this came true). (William) Blake also had the same vision, which I quoted, in "The Grey Monk", I quoted yesterday, "The hand of Vengeance found the Bed/To which the Purple Tyrant fled/The iron hand crushed the Tyrant's head/And became a Tyrant in his stead"  (which is what were going to have here). In 1811, Coleridge's lecture on The Tempest,  (he) said, "that kind of politics which is inwoven with human nature". However, "In his treatment of this subject, wherever it occurs, Shakespeare is quite peculiar. In other writers we find the particular opinions of the individual; in Massinger, it is rank republicanism, in Beaumont and Fletcher even juro divine principles, (divine right, I guess), are carried to excess - but Shakespeare never promulgates any party tenets. He is always the philosopher and the moralist, but at the same time with a profound veneration for all the established institutions of society, and for those classes which form the permanent elements of the state - especially never introducing a professional character, as such, otherwise than respectable. If he must have any name, he should be styled a philosophical aristocrat" - That's kind of interesting - it's very Burroughs-ian also, Burroughs' basic take, a little bit of, a little bit somewhat of the basic Buddhist take around here (Naropa) I would say, not far from the Shakesperian monarchial philosophical aristocrat - "delighting in those hereditary institutions which have a tendency to bind one age to another" - (that's another shot, that's interesting, as a rationale for the philosophical aristocracy) - and delighting in "that system of  ranks, of which, although few may be in possession" -  (ie a few enjoy the pleasures of the  wise council of Gonzalo), "all enjoy the advantages" -  all of the State has the advantage of his possession, of this possession, all of the advantages of Gonzalo's powers, since Gonzalo is wise). So, it's basically, in a way, a sort of Confucian view, that is, delighting in the "hereditary institutions which have a tendency to bind one age to another". So, in this respect, politically, Shakespeare has, as we understand, Confucian attitudes towards authority. "Hence again, you will observe the good nature with which he seems always to make sport with the passions and follies of a mob, as with an irrational animal. He is never angry with it but hugely content with holding up its absurdities to its face, and sometimes you may trace a tone of almost affectionate superiority, something like that in which the father speaks of the rogueries of a child. See the good-humoured way in which he describes Stephano passing from the most licentious freedom to absolute despotism over Trinculo and Caliban".


                                                    [Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834)]

Well, I might as well finish this one paragraph of Coleridge, because Coleridge is very intelligent, and it's a really interesting point, or it's a point that everybody recognizes one way or another about Shakespeare, that "philosophical aristocrat" that he is, but I don't know if it has been as well or overtly expressed, except by Coleridge. I mean, Buckley, William Buckley would make a more reactionary monster of Shakespeare than Coleridge does, and the Marxists would make a, sympathetic with Buckley, would make a reactionary monster. And I suppose left-wing Marxists would make.. have made  Shakespeare as an enemy, analyzed Shakespeare as an enemy of the proletariat and an ally of the oppressing aristocracy. I think there is such Shakespearean criticism, or was, probably, I don't know.  Does anybody know about that?

Student: Also that he was just white.. part of the white devils….

AG: Yes, part of the white devils, yeah

Student: Actually, in his time, it was  just the way to go, you know. You didn't really think of anything, you just.. 

AG: Well, yes, you had regicide. I mean, this is.. Shakespeare is full of cases of regicide all the time

Student: But I hadn't thought of…

AG: But he's always laying it as an ambition or envy trip.  Or is he always?  - well, no, sometimes it's ambivalent. I mean, sometimes it's the weak-mindedness of Lear, (and there's some criticism of the King here, that he didn't make provision for envy, for evil power didn't make provision for power-ambition, and when he left, and left the whole scene open to his brother to take over and screw up)

Student: Same sort of thing in Richard the second

AG: Richard the second also

AG: Well, I'll read the rest of.,  it's very brief, two more sentences - "The truth is Shakespeare's characters are all - general intensely individualized, the results of meditation, of which observation supplied the drapery and the colours necessary to combine them with each other. He had virtually surveyed all the great component powers and impulses of human nature - had seen that their different combinations and subordinations were in fact the individualizers of men, and showed how their harmony was produced by reciprocal disproportions of excess or deficiency. The language in which these truths are expressed was not drawn from any set fashion, but from the profoundest depths of his moral being, and is therefore for all ages."   
That the main insight into.. let's see… He also says, "..it is in the primacy of the moral,  being only that man is truly human.." (I suppose a contrast between Ariel (and) Caliban, as non-human creatures, and Caliban as a moral human) - "for it is in the primacy of the moral being that man is truly human in his intellectual powers he is certainly approached by the brutes, and, man's whole system duly considered, those powers cannot be considered as other than means to an end, that is, to morality." 

Well, I was just checking out what Coleridge had to say about Shakespeare, about The Tempest specifically, which is that one "philosophical aristocrat" analysis, I thought was really interesting, and something you can't get around, particularly in this day and age when..there was a tendency, say in the (19)60's, towards a total democratic libertarianism and philosophical anarchy. Here, the man for all ages, and all times, and all seasons, Shakespeare, is not a philosophical anarchist but a philosophical conservative, an aristocrat (and I noticed the same thing in (William) Burroughs, although Burroughs' humor is totally anarchic - Philosophical anarchism, I mean, he would have the middle-class and the upper-class skewered and screwed, and, you know, eaten by rats! - that's his constant fantasy, but he himself, will say, "Well, there's no better place than America, if you want to…(that) America's the best place in the world, you've got, you know… you don't want to go out there with the rest of the starving natives, do you? - "If you want all the advantages, you'd better stay here, if you know which side your bread is buttered on, you better stay here". Burroughs is sort of sneakily, overtly sneaking your attention back to the fact that you've got it good and you'd better not complain, unless you're willing to take the consequences . At least, that's what he always does with me, when I come on radical with Burroughs. He's always rebuking me by saying, "Listen, Ginsberg, you got it good here, you're the poet of protest? You're making a lot of money. Where else could you be the poet of protest?  It's a good life that you've got. You've got a good deal here".  Like..  but he's also like a Shakespeare character who's a bit cynical (well-meaning, but very cynical, and knows which side his bread is buttered on). 


                                                    [William S Burroughs (1914-1997)]

Student: Kind of like a bag-lady..I'm thinking about bag-ladies..
AG: Who?
Student:  Burroughs
AG: Really?  I wonder where you get that notion..?
Student: ..because he's an individual, you know
AG; Yes.  Well, that aspect of his mind, which I was pointing out, which is like Shakespeare's is.. well, I couldn't call it.. there's a humorous aspect, (it's not quite cynical, it's just a disillusioned, or un-. -I mean frank, or disillusioned, or laconic, or cynical - which is another quality which is straightforwardness - but humorous, as in Shakespeare). And it's not quite cynicism, but, there is a word, it's… un-pretentiously frank, disillusionarily unpretentiously frank or honest (I'm not quite sure what that is, there is an adjective for that which fits here  - realistic?
Student: Up-front
AG: Up-front, realistic..
Student: Something like the Convention in Chicago in (19)68, when he didn't want 
to walk in the marches (and) he found himself , you know,  on anti-violence marches...
AG: Yeah   
Student : I think that what I meant was, in that period, I don't think anybody had ,  really, very much fun, you know,(with) the whole idea, the whole atmosphere...
AG: Why, yes, it was very soon after, you remember?, the Levellers
Student: Yeah
AG: There was a revolution very soon afterwards. King James the second? - who was it that got..?
Student: Charles the first.
AG: Charles the first? - and that was the guy after James the first  - So, the next successive King was going to get his head cut off!
Student: But they were mostly religious wars…
AG: Well, religious wars, but they were complaining against all this fancy finery and excessive aristocratic ostentatiousness - and the sexual licence and the degeneracy of manners and everything. It was somewhat proletarian shot, wasn't it, the Cromwell-ian period?
Student: I mean, actually, though, they still.. even people like Sir Thomas More... They still wanted things to be stable, and more or less as they were, you know.
AG: Right. Who took over from the Cromwell revolution?  Was that shopkeepers took over? What party took over? Was it just honest businessmen? land-owning aristocrats? - I've forgot. Does anybody know? So there was a social revolution..


                                                           [Oliver Cromwell ( 1599-1658]

Okay, let's move on. So, anyway, so Shakespeare's jape at revolution is: "'Ban 'Ban Cacaliban!/ Has a new master, get a new man./Freedom, hey-day! hey day, freedom!, freedom, /hey-day, freedom!"  (and I was comparing that with Burroughs' attitude towards democracy (and (Chogyam) Trungpa's, for that matter) and (William) Blake's disillusionment, and also you can bring in some of (William) Wordsworth's revolution later with the French Revolution. And Coleridge's comment is, after Napoleon also, 1811, at the height of..maybe at the height of Napoleon's military power, but also (it was) at the height of the disillusionment that Wordsworth had, and probably Coleridge, with revolutionary Napopleon, and so Coleridge is willing to accept Shakespeare's philosophical aristocratism without getting mad, as maybe (Percy Bysshe) Shelley, or younger Coleridge, younger Wordsworth, might have done, before they'd had their revolution and seen their
disillusionment.

I'm still wondering.. what is that?  There's a phrase they use in Time magazine to mean that somebody's laconic and realistic - "looking at things with a jaundiced eye" - "jaundiced", yes, Burroughs is jaundiced realism (except "jaundiced" is a little sour still, there's another, still another, word that is even more exact, which is more honorific (to) this attitude.

Well, moving on, we get to Act 2, Scene 1, which, as I said, in contrast to the aristocratic conspiracy and the mob-democracy conspiracy, or the low local conspiracy, the idyllic scene is the love-scene between innocence and innocence, the innocent prince and the innocent princess, Ferdinand (and Miranda), their reconciliation, and Prospero witnessing and approving their love.  There are a few.. well ,there are a lot of interesting lines in it, like Prospero (aside): "Poor worm, thou art infected!" (meaning, poor mortal man, thou art infected with love, "Poor worm, thou art infected!", talking about Miranda and Ferdinand's relation (Miranda's, probably). We'll skip over that. I would point out there's a "crowned"... (remember we had this funny phrase about the crown before? - what was it in relation to? - I mentioned it..)

Student(s): It was on the imagination..They were playing (at being) the King….

AG: Yes, so, then there is… that crown returns in Ferdinand's speech, Act 3, Scene 1, line sixty-nine, sixty-eight, "O heaven, O earth, bear witness to this sound/And crown what I profess with kind event/If I speak true!" - (So there's that "crown" again)  

Then Prospero, praying for the proper issue  (line seventy-five) - "Fair encounter/Of two most rare affections! Heaven rain grace/On that which breeds between them" - Funny pun - "Heaven rain grace" on whatever progeny they have, whatever be bred between them. But, you know, for a heterosexual love, that's kind of interesting - "that which breeds" between these lovers"  ("breeding", meaning the affections between them and the relationship, but also the implication of increase, "foison", progeny, creation, "that which breeds" -  Creation - creation, that which is going to be created between them, meaning the emotional affair but also..breeding, something that breeds, or gives birth.

Meanwhile, we get back to - Scene 2, Act 3,  contrast building up. Caliban - "How does thy honor. Let me lick thy shoe" - ("Let me lick thy shoe", he's really so abased and it's the... Shakespeare really must have had an abased, debased, mind to have to conceived that, so directly and so frankly and so without any kind of…it's really raw!  Finally, he's got this monster, fishy monster, on the ground, saying, "Let me.. Let me lick thy shoe!" - it's really disgusting!  - Who's shoes is he going to lick but this drunken..drunken idiot(s)?

So the prose there gets funny then. Trinculo - "Thou liest, most ignorant monster. I am in case to/justle a constable. Why, thou deboshed fish thou/was there ever man a coward that has drunk so much/sack as I  today. Wilt thou tell a monstrous lie,/ being but half a fish and half a monster" - I love that - "Let me lick thy shoe" - It's really.. it's a great line (like the other one about the.. they'll take to it like a cat licks..milk.. what is it? - the cat licks the dish of milk?)

Student:  …laps it.

AG: "The cat laps milk". I mean, it's a good phrase for an actor - "the cat laps milk", "let me lick thy shoe". As the author of "Please Master", I thought this was a great line - "Let me lick thy shoe". I mean, just to put the whole thing from that level,  finally. And, as you noticed, as they get drunker and drunker,  Caliban gets more and nore intolerant and intolerable, until, finally, his whole motive is stated very baldly (his desire is stated very baldly- "Let me lick thy shoe", but his motive on line forty-two of Act 4) - "As I told thee before, I am subject to a tyrant, a/sorcerer who by his cunning has cheated me of the island" - (So it's back to the theme of envy - Even Caliban feels that he's supposed to be King of the Island, that (the true magician) Prospero's sneaked it away from him. It's kind of interesting, that, philosophically, it's reversed, that the lowest, most monstrous, is angry because he feels that he should be King and that the King, Prospero (who, actually, is going to get rid of his magic wand and resign his kingdom and resign his magic and resign his power, and wants to get rid of his power)  is being confronted by this monster who wants power. It's a really sad situation, human situation, that those who want to get rid of power and disarm completely are constantly confronted by aggression, the aggressive powers that want to gain power and keep the fight going, whether… At this point, I was beginning to compare the situation with my relation with Tom Clark and Ed Dorn (sic) , as well as the situation between the pacifists in America and the military, which is getting up on its haunches now [1980] in this election (sic). 


                                             [Ronald Reagan (1911-20o4) (US President 1981-1989)]


                                            [Alexander Haig (1924-2010)  (US Secretary of State 1981-1982)]

                                                           [Richard "Dick" Cheyney (1941-) (US Vice-President under George W Bush]

How did the wise man, Prospero deal with aggression?  In this case, in a really interesting way. Imagination answers in Ariel by setting them to quarrel with an invisible body but a voice mocking them, saying at one or another, "Lies" - Caliban -  "..hath cheated me of the island" Ariel -  "Thou liest" -   Caliban -  "Thou liest, thou jesting monkey thou.." (thinking that somebody else was talking, thinking that Trinculo was talking, so that Trinculo has to say, "Why, I said nothing"). So (he) sets rumor going, and gossip. Rumor and gossip is going and people are quarreling with each other, thinking somebody else said something, but actually it's the imagination saying something. So Trinculo says,  "Why, I said nothing",  So Stephano says, "Well, then shut up!' - So,  "Proceed no more" - "Mum then, and no more. Proceed- "I say by sorcery, he got this isle", continues Caliban, "From me he got it"  (So, he's really covetous, wanting to get it back). It winds up that Ariel, continuing:  "Thou liest", thou canst not"and starts a fight between them. Caliban  - "What a pied ninny's this!"   - that's a nice line - "What a pied ninny's this!, Thou scurvy patch!"  ("patch", because he's dressed up in patches, the jester's patches - we're talking about Trinculo dressed up as..  Trinculo, who is suspected of calling Caliban a liar because Ariel from the air has been whispering it, in the air). So that Caliban finally calls him a "pied ninny" ("pied" meaning a motley, weaing a jester's costume, patch clown)   - "Thou scurvy clown"-  "scurvy patch" ("patch", I guess, because of patches, "scurvy patch" - patched quadrangles on the clothes.
So they get on to they fight and actually hit each other - Stephano, lording it over both Caliban and Trinculo, hits Trinculo, in line 74 or so, 73 - "Do I so? take thou that!"

Then the great funny part is when Caliban now outlines the plot of..the assassination plot, to those guys, that, in line 84 - "Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with him/I' th' afternoon to sleep, there thou mayst brain him,/Having first seized his books, or with a log/Batter his  skull or paunch him  with a stake,/Or cut his wezand with thy knife", (his wind-pipe),"Remember/First to possess his books for without them/He's but a sot, as I am.." 
-  (if he doesn't have his magical books, he's "but a sot") - And this is really interesting, because Caliban conceives that the magic power of Prospero is in his magic books. At the same time, Prospero is planning to get rid of his magic power and burn his books. And so, at the same time that… (so) books symbolizing excessive..excessively.. well, whatever books, and magic power, symbolize here - power (like Gregory Corso's "Power" [i.e. the poem "Power"]. "A thirst for power is the thirst for sand. Power is under-powered". So, a power is "standing on a street-corner, waiting for no-one is power" - "The angel is not more powerful in looking than not-looking" - So, at the same time that Prospero has understood the nature of power, that is, wanting to give it away and be done with it , these guys, their idea of revolution is the idea of seizing his power, so, "first, seize his books before you kill him"  (thinking, that if they seize his books and get his understanding, they'll get his understanding, but it's a … or, if they want to get rid of his power, they have to burn his books). So they want to burn his books and Prospero wants to burn his books, both at the same time, which is really funny.  So, the line there is: "Remember/First to possess his books for without them/He's but a sot, as I am. nor hath not/One spirit to command they all do hate him/As rootedly as I. Burn but his books." - So the book-burning thing is here, also


   ["Burn but his books" - (still from the 1966 film of Ray Bradbury's book, Fahrenheit 451, by Francois Truffaut]

And then, Calban proposes they can fuck his daughter, Miranda, who's "more beautiful than Scycorax"  

So, let's see, we get on.. They go onward with their plot, and they approach Caliban's hut, but Ariel plays  a tune on a tabour and a pipe, and Trinculo says, "This is the tune of our catch, played by the picture/of Nobody."  - (kind of pretty that) - "played by the picture/ of Nobody" - I think that line has been quoted endlessly - "This is the tune of our catch, played by the picture /of Nobody" - There is the notion - "the picture. of Nobody"  - that was so tricky about that line.

However, it's.. however, they suspect that there's another magical thing that's going on because they hear this music. And even Caliban, ..Caliban, with his imagination, recalls now the exquisite beauties that he's seen and heard. And then, there's this second greatest, or classic speech, in this play, and perhaps in all Shakespeare, from Caliban, talking about the phenomenal universe - "Be not afeared, the isle is full of noises,/Sounds and sweet airs that give delight and hurt not./ Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments/Will hum about my ears and sometimes voices…" [Allen makes two more attempts to "get it right"] - "Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments/Will hum about my ears and sometimes voices/That, if I then had waked after long sleep,/Will make me sleep again, and then, in dreaming,/The clouds methought would open and show riches/Ready to drop upon me that, when I waked, /I cried to dream again."
- (Well, everybody's had those kind of dreams, dreams of beautiful music, or riches, or sweetness, or love, or wet dreams that, when you woke, you "cried to dream again", it was so beautiful. 


["Be not afeard  the isle is full of noises,/Sounds and sweet airs that give delight and hurt not.." - Edmund Dulac (1908)]

And then Stephano's interpretation of all that natural beauty is, "This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where I shall/have my  music for nothing"   - "When Prospero is destroyed" (an aside from Caliban). 
So they go on. Meanwhile, we go back to the (in Act 3, Scene 3), we go back to the aristocratic conspirators who are doing exactly the same thing, say(ing) "When will be the moment that we call kill Prospero?" and in line fourteen, Sebastian  (aside to Antonio)  - "The next advantage/Will we take thoroughly" - Antonio (aside to Sebastian) - "Let it be tonight/ For now they are oppressed with travel. They/will not or cannot, use such vigilance/As when they are fresh " - (After they've done a lot of traveling, they'll sleep heavily, so they can't murder the King then) 

But then, Ariel's banquet appears, to be "a living drollery" in front of them and bewitch them, and so, just as the low-born base conspirators were bewitched and bemused by the exquisite music of Ariel, so a banquet, giving food, with mummery and dumb-show comes before them, this sort of, like, amusing them with their desires for food  - "A living drollery",  says Sebastian in line twenty-one - (It's) kind of nice that when they see the "puppet-show with live figures", (as it says in the note) … Okay -  "Enter several strange Shapes, bringing in a banquet, they dance about it with gentle actions of salutations, and, inviting the King, etc, to eat.." (from the stage directions). And Gonzalo's note on that (and ever the humanist philosopher and commentator), he says, "Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet, note/Their manners are more gentle-kind than of /Our human generation you shall find/Many, nay, almost any." -  "Their manners are more gentle-kind, than of/ Our human generation you shall find/ Many, nay, almost any" - I like that "human generation", "Our human generation", meaning, not generation of.. what?..the 'Fifties, 'Sixties, 'Seventies, (etc), but, "born of human",  generated into the human world. Funny pun and useful to know in the future. When people are talking about generations, you've always got that pun to deal with.. you know, like, what is it, the "Lost Generation?"  (they all lost!).  (If) you're going to plot your own generation in the future, like the 'Nineties [sic] (after) the 'Eighties, you can make use of that use of " generation", you don't have to fall into the old trap that it's a ten-year shot.

Prospero (an aside) - "Praise in departing" - (a) very interesting phrase there, to understand how it is meant. The footnote gives it for you, I believe - "Praise in departing" meaning save your praise for the end" - Don't start.. I mean, when you go praise, wait a bit, wait until the thing is finished before you start praising, or the old Sophocles notion - "call no man happy until.. the end of his life?, until he's already dead?" - that is, "don't jump the gun and think that everything is going to be alright" - "Praise in departing" - that's page 39 - I mean line thirty-nine.

And then that contines with Ariel. Now the play is beginning to resolve itself, because Ariel gives a speech to Alonso, Sebastian, and all the plotters, and is their conscience, and reminds them exactly what all.. this whole confusion is about , line sixty-seven - "Remember -/, For that's my business to you - that you three/ From Milan did supplant good Prospero;/ Exposed unto the sea, which hath requit it/Him and his innocent child, for which foul deed/The powers, delaying, not forgetting, have/Incensed the seas and shores…"  - So she's reminding them and bringing up their conscience. So now the play is going to come to an end, or is going to resolve itself (or) is beginning to resolve itself, because awareness has dawned through the imagination, and they've been informed what the purpose of the whole con-plot is

And also there is a phrase here which gives you.. in a sense.. which gives you the whole philosophy, psychological philosophy of the play. At the end of page 83, or, beginning with about line 77  (Act 3, Scene 3) - "...shall step by step attend/You and your ways, whose wraths to guard you from - "whose wraths to guard you from"Whose wrath, whose waves.. whose karmic horrors  to save you from, "whose wraths to guard you from -/, Which here,  in this most desolate isle, else falls/Upon your heads - is nothing but heart-sorrow  - So Shakespeare is proposing "heart-sorrow" as the emotional antidote, or the awareness antidote, to the "wraths" caused by their own envious actions. The medicine for wrathful envy resulting in violence is "heart-sorrow/ And a clear life ensuing". And that's (something) stated outright and is a theme, and, as you see it integrated, you see that it's integral in the play, it's actually quite beautiful of Shakespeare to have announced his intentions  - "heart-sorrow/ And a clear life ensuing". I suppose it's his own life's lesson.

Alonso recognizes the tone here and said later in the page, "It did bass my trespass" -  
line ninety-nine. "O, it is monstrous, monstrous;/Methought the billows spoke and told me of it/The winds did sing it to me, and the thunder,/The deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounced/The name of Prosper: it did bass my trespass" ("bass my trepass" meaning "proclaim in deep tones", or give, like, a ground bass announcement of the trespass, or error that he made before in usurping ..in allowing the usurpation of Prospero's throne  - "It did bass my trespass" - "Therefore my son i' the ooze is bedded and/ I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded/And with him lie there muddied" - (Well, recognizing his errors, gets him suicidal, and he wants to go down into the ooze with his son) - "ooze", incidentally is nice. I think Herman Melville loved the way Shakespeare used the word, "ooze". And so you have at the end  of Billy Budd, undersea also, the sea ooze that is. 

Well, of course, in Shelley, there's a historical lineage for acknowledgement of this oozy sea, ooze at the bottom of the sea that Shakespeare discovered, so Shelley said "..the oozy woods that wear/ The sapless foliage of the ocean.." in the "Ode to the West Wind" -   "the oozy woods that wear/ The sapless foliage of the ocean.." - and Melville says,  "Sentry are you there? Just ease those darbies at the wrist. And roll me over fair! I am sleep and the oozy weeds about me twist." (at the end of Billy and the darbies, the last line of "Billy Budd") " -   "Roll me over fair".. " " Just ease those derbies at the wrist and roll me over fair! I am sleep and the oozy weeds about me twist."  So everybody's got the "ooze" from Shakespeare - the oozy blues! - Use the undersea-depth blues
. Then, also, "deeper than ever plummet sounded" was interesting, because, later on, he's going to go and commit suicide,"deeper than ever plummet" - "plummet" is a lead weight that you, you know, that the sailor hangs down into the ocean to measure the depth - "plummet" - "plummet weight" - everybody know it? - or the plummet that the.. I believe the plumber uses the plummet - Plumbing, plumbing the ocean with a plummet - "plumb the depths"  - Pardon me?

Student: Plumb-line

AG: Plumb-line. So a "plummet" is the weight of lead at the end of the plumb-line. Later on, we'll see Shakespeare saying that  "deeper than ever did plummet sound") he'll throw his magic book (or, his wand, I forgot) . So, just as the "crown" repeats itself a couple of times, the "plummet" repeats itself a couple of times - the ocean, the plummet, the bottom of the ocean   


                                        [Prospero in The Tempest - John Massey Wright  (1777-1866)]
      
Then, remember, I was talking a the very beginning, about Shakespeare's directness of perception, (but) rather than using a generalization, he will use the actual action to indicate his idea. Gonzalo at the end says, "Okay, let's.. hey, we've got to follow the King and make sure he doesn't commit suicide in this mad rapture of grief and his ecstasy. So he says, "I do beseech you/ That are of  suppler joints, follow them swiftly/And hinder them from what this ecstasy/ May now provoke them to" - He didn't say "I beseech you that are younger", he said "I do beseech you/ That are of suppler joints" and I like that because it's really direct. Rather than indulging in an abstraction or a generalizaton like ,"You're younger", or "You're faster", or "You're.. "  He very particular.. he particularizes it, and says, "you/ That are of suppler joints" ..  For instance, what if I was moving from here and I said to..  Bob Rosenthal, or someone, "You've got suppler joints than me, carry my things" -  "You, of suppler joints" - It's just a very clear way - clear speech - "suppler joints". If you apply it in your own context, take it out of the play where it becomes kind of dulled and romantically play-like but actually use it as living speech, it's really living, it's really vivid - "You've got suppler joints" - "You,/ That are of suppler joints"...

[Audio for the above can be heard here, starting at approximately fifty-and-a-half minutes in and continuing until the end of the tape]

Tuesday, July 7, 2015

William Blake - Auguries of Innocence - 6

                                       [Beggar with a Lyra (c. 1900) - Photograph by Nikolay Svishchev-Paola]

[Allen continues with his observations and annotations on William Blake's Auguries of Innocence]

AG: "The Beggars Rags fluttering in Air/Does to Rags the Heavens tear"  – That’s an interesting one – “The Beggars Rags fluttering in (the) Air" (and you just see a leprous beggar, lying down on the ground, with the rags fluttering in air).. actually, there’s a very funny sort of space-shot there – that the rags would be "fluttering in Air" ) – “Does to rags the Heavens tear” - What does that mean?

Student:  That he's disenchanted with Injustice maybe?

AG: Well, yeah, but how does it tear the heavens to rags? – Literal…what’s the literal..?

Student:  ….Oh, well, maybe from his perspective ..

AG: Right. I mean, obviously, or from anybody who sees through those rags into the air. Quite literally - he sees Heaven through rags - “Does to Rags the Heavens tear” – (or the Firmament itself, or the dome of Heaven, (which) has become split with excessive suffering).


                                [Chinese warlord displays his large sword (dadao) and Mauser pistol (c.1920)] 

"The Soldier arm'd with Sword & Gun/Palsied strikes the Summers Sun" – In other words, all that power, because only power, is like striking at, like, a greater luminousness, or greater power - the sun itself (so therefore is only "Palsied").

"The poor Man’s Farthing is worth more/ Than all the Gold on Africs Shore" – "Africs shore" (just as a little side-note -"Afric" – it’s funny in Blake, Afric – “all the gold on Africs shore” – Herman Melville also used “Afric” as an adjective – “There is a cold black angel with a thick Afric lip”, describing the guns, the cannons, outside Vicksburg - There is a cold black angel with a thick Afric lip” – the mouth of the cannon


                                  [Looking into the barrel of a Civil War cannon - Photograph by Stephen St John]

"One Mite wrung from the Labrers hands/ Shall buy & sell the Misers Lands"
"Or if protected from on high/ Does that whole Nation sell & buy" -  That’s a pretty strong one – "One Mite.." – you know, that’s a tiny bit, of money - "One Mite wrung from the Labrers hands" – (he wants to have it equal metricly, so he’s got L-A-B-R-E-R-S, “ Labrers hands “ not “Laborer’s hands”, that would throw the meter akilter) - "One Mite wrung from the Labrers hands/ Shall buy & sell the Miser’s Lands" - "Or if protected from on high does that whole nation sell & buy" – Now, how would you interpret that?  How can the unjust taxation, or strong-arm robbery, of a little tiny mite of money from a beggar, from a laborer, buy and sell the land?

Student:  (Once) the government..

AG: Yeah obviously the government is completely askew if it’s "wringing a mite from the laborer", the actual laborer’s hands, and so, in that sense, can buy and sell the whole nation, 'cause, it's  like "the dog’s bark at the gate predicts the ruin of the state" [“A dog starved at his Masters Gate/Predicts the ruin of the State”]

                                        [Young and Old - "the gap or connection, gap with connection.."]

"He who mocks the Infant's Faith/Shall be mockd in Age & Death" - and the beginning, remember, was  “see the world in a grain of sand”, so that corresponds. In other words, the introductory line - “see the world in a grain of sand” – and he’s showing the gap or connection, gap with connection .. between mighty magnificent huge, and almost tiny, just like For want of a nail the horse was lost, for want of a horse the battle was lost, forwant of a battle the war was lost"
"He who mocks the Infants Faith/ Shall be mockd in Age or Death” – So watch out for ageism or babe-ism! 

"He who shall teach the Child to Doubt/The rotting Grave shall neer get out"
"He who respects the Infants Faith/Triumps over Hell and Death"

"The Childs Toys & the Old Mans Reasons/Are the fruits of the two Seasons"  - That’s sensible. "Negative Capability"  -  (That is to say, two separated, completely separated conceptions simply natural and unnatural perceptions of differing brains).

"The Questioner who sits so sly/ Shall never know how to Reply” -  I keep seeing that every day, actually, at those lectures, the big lecture [by Chogyam Trungpa] - "The Questioner who sits so Sly/ Shall never know how to Reply” – because the very slyness itself  is a funny kind of aggressive falsity so, obviously, when presented with something open or empty, the falsity becomes dumb

"He who replies to words of Doubt /Doth put the Light of Knowledge out”
 "The Strongest Poison ever known/Came from Caesars Laurel Crown" – (That is the poison of power)
"Nought can Deform the Human Race/Like to the Armours  iron brace"

"When Gold & Gems adorn the Plow/To peaceful Arts shall Envy bow"  - That’s a classic thing that (Ezra) Pound repeated over and over – and Robert Duncan also – Duncan pointing out that in Coricancha in Cuzco in the Aztec empire, there was a garden full of flowers and trees made of gold, that gold was used for art, for artisanship and art rather than as a means of usury. And who else said that? - Pound had that one.Duncan had that one.  And Pound also, I think, has some passages in the Cantos pointing out the same thing, that gold originally is to be used for..or ideally, naturally would be used for beauty rather than for commerce.





"A Riddle or the Crickets Cry/Is to Doubt a fit Reply"

“The Emmets Inch and the Eagles Mile/Make Lame Philosophy to smile" -  now he's talking about intellect and conceptuality here, and problems with conceptualization and over-rationalization – “A Riddle or the Crickets Cry" – that is Vajrayana, that’s Vajrayana aspects – “A Riddle or the Crickets Cry/ Is to Doubt a fit Reply” in that it cuts through conceptualization.  “The Emmets Inch and the Eagles Mile/Make Lame Philosophy to smile” -  “The Emmets Inch and the Eagles Mile/Make Lame Philosophy to...” -  that’s Einstein’s theory of relativity

"He who Doubts from what he sees/ Will neer Believe, do what you Please"
“If the Sun & Moon should doubt,/ They’d immediately Go out” ….

to be continued

[Audio for the above can be heard here starting at approximately twenty-four-and-a-half minutes in and continuing until approximately thirty-one-and-three-quarter minutes in]

Thursday, December 19, 2013

Expansive Poetics - 11 ( Herman Melville)




AG: Then, another heroic precursor, nineteenth-century, is Herman Melville, as a poet. How many here have run across Melville as a poet? Yeah. Has anybody here read Melville as a prose writer? - Moby Dick?  That's much more common. And how many have seen his poetry again [show of hands] - Yeah - I think he's one of the four great poets of the nineteenth-century - (Emily) Dickinson, (Herman) Melville, (Edgar Allan) Poe (and) (Walt) Whitman. His work in poetry isn't as well known, but it's great. And he's got a big thick book. Robert Penn Warren did a selection of them back in 1967, and then a guy called Howard P Vincent did a Collected Melville - (a) thick volume, about eight-hundred pages (five-, six-, seven-hundred pages)). University of Nebraska, back in the (19)40's. His poetry is almost Shakesperean in some ways. Let's see what we've got here.

Peter Orlovsky: Did he read a lot of (William) Shakespeare?


AG; He read a lot of Shakespeare, yeah - Shakespeare and Sir Thomas Browne, and the great English prose writers



[Sir Thomas Browne 1605-1682]

There are a  few poems by Melville that I'll bring up. How many have read "Billy Budd" - the handsome sailor?. There's a poem at the end of "Billy Budd" that's very beautiful, that has a Shakespearean ending, actually. Billy is a handsome boy who is attacked by some evil, covetous, first-mate, who loves him in secret and so contends with him, and puts him up-tight, and lies about it, and says that Billy is trying to start a revolution, a mutiny - and Billy is so outraged by this when he finally hears about it, and confronts.. Innocent Billy is so outraged that he stammers, and suddenly strikes out, and with one blow kills Claggart, the evil guy. And then Captain Vere, who has to judge in this situation, says, "Well, you've got to die for it. You broke the law. You "fought the law and the law won" - So this is Billy's "I Fought The Law and The Law Won" - Billy is tied up [Allen begins reading Melville's poem - "Good of the chaplain to enter Lone Bay/And down on his narrowbones here and pray/ For the likes just o' me, Billy Budd..but look -/Through the port comes the moonshine astray".."..me they'll lash me in hammock, drop me deep/Fathoms down, fathoms down, how I'll dream fast asleep./I feel it stealing now, Sentry, are you there?/ Just ease this darbies at the wrist, and roll me over fair,/I am sleepy and the oozy weeds about me twist" - So the thing with him (as with Moby Dick) there's that vowelic melody - "I am sleepy and the oozy weeds about me twist" - Like the last line ending his great prose-poem, Pierre - "and her long hair fell over him and arbored him in ebon vines" -" And her long hair fell over him and arbored him in ebon vines" - that's the line of a novel, Pierre.

Billy Budd (1962)
[Terence Stamp (Billy) and Robert Ryan (Claggart) in the 1962 screen adaptation of Billy Budd]

And so there's a kind of power-sound he gets - There's a famous poem called "The House-top", from New York, July 1863, when there were Draft Riots. He went upon the roof of his house on Twenty-third  Street and heard the noise of people screaming, and shots. This is when (President Abraham) Lincoln, I think, ordered troops to fire on the draft rioters.

So, it's called "The House-top - A Night Piece" - Now, "Draco" - who knows? - Draco? - you know the term "Draconian laws"? 


                         [NewYork City Draft Riots 1863 - contemporaneous image from The Illustrated London News]

Student: Sure

AG: Draco was an Emperor, a Roman Emperor, who came and gave... Roman? What?


Student: It's Greek.


AG: Greek?


Student: Spartan


AG: Spartan, yeah - What's the story of Draco and his harsh laws?  


Studen: I think he was an Archon, who, during a time of trouble, set up some laws to stabilize the state


AG: Yeah, and the phrase (adjective) "Draconian laws" means really tough, tough laws - chop your hands off for stealing a pea!


And "Calvin's creed measured" here is the creed that, if you are prosperous, you'll be prosperous. And if you're pre-destined to be damned, you can see it by the weak look on your face, and the fact that you ain't got no money in your pocket, and you're going around asking for spare change" - [Allen then begins reading "The House-top - A Night Piece"] - "No sleep, the sultriness pervades the air/And binds the brain - a dense oppression such/As tawny tigers feel in matted shades/ Vexing their blood and making apt for ravage" - that's very Shakespearean - "Vexing their blood and making apt for ravage./ Beneath the stars the roofy desert spreads/Vacant as Libya.." - That's a real Kerouac-ian line - and Shakespearean - "Beneath the stars" - This is New York City, Manhattan - Beneath the stars the roofy desert spreads/Vacant as Libya. All is hushed near by./Yet fitfully from far breaks a mixed surf/Of muffled sound, the Atheist roar of riot/ Yonder, where parching Sirious.." - the star - [Allen continues, reading the poem] - "..set in drought,/Balefully glares red arson.."...  "The grimy slur on the Republic's faith implied/Which holds that Man is naturally good,/ And - more - is Nature's Roman, never to be scourged"..] - Are you (were you) able to follow? - Well, (so), he's up on the roof. There's a vast solitude of roofy desert, "vacant as Libya", everything is hushed, but from down on around Wall Street, Twenty-third (Street) to Wall Street, he hears a rioting, the roar of the draft riot....[Allen continues] - "Yonder where the dog star Sirius, is setting.." - Downtown, I guess. In the south, that would be - Where does Sirius set in the sky? 




Student: In the north?

Student: Isn't there some relationship to the Big Dipper?


AG: Does anybody know?


Student: It's part of  Canis Major


AG: So if you were in Manhattan, looking at Sirius, what direction would that be? Uptown? Downtown?

Student: (Well, it would depend what time of the year it was)


AG: Well this is July. Anybody know astronomy..?


Student: Nobody can see the stars in Manhattan anyway!


AG: Anyway, whatever direction Sirius is, there are burning buildings..."Balefully glares red arson" - Arson is the burning up of buildings. All the hippies, and draft-rioters, and Yippies, and Dippies, are out making riots - "The town is taken by its rats - ship-rats/ And rats of the wharves" - All the conventions, or "civil charms'' ("All civil charms/And priestly spells which late held hearts in awe.."), or agreements (social agreements) that kept order so nobody was sticking each other in the teeth....


Peter Orlovsky: This was the Civil War?




AG: Yeah. There were draft riots. People didn't want to be drafted to go down and fight. "All civil charms" which kept people in order are suddenly dissolved and it looks like everybody's turning into beasts, going back aeons in time. And then, all of a sudden, you hear the fire engines and the paddy wagons coming up - "Hail to the low dull rumble, dull and dead/And ponderous drag that jars the wall", as they bring up the cannon (and I guess with horses - I guess it was a horse-drawn cannon, and horse-drawn...)

Peter Orlovsky: To shoot at the draft resisters?


AG: Yeah, to shoot at the rioters.  I love that line  - - "Hail to the low dull rumble, dull and dead/And ponderous drag that jars the wall" -  "ponderous drag that jars the wall" - he has a fantastic ear. It's very distinct...


Student: Who is this?


AG: Herman Melville!. - the author of Moby Dick, writing poems...


Peter Orlovsky: But why "hail"? Is he.. he's..


AG: Well, I guess he's..


Peter Orlovsky: ..happy the riot's being stopped? - or..?


AG: Well, I think he was on the Northern side and he thought slavery was a bad thing. But, also, I don't think he was that much involved, in a sense of judging. It was just that it reminded him of an old Roman riot, the clang of a Roman scene..


Peter Orlovsky: You think..


AG: But he's got Rome mixed up with Greece. He's talking about Draco coming and then "nature"'s Roman ("aeons back in nature"). So he's got it mixed. That's why I got it mixed up.


Student: Do you think..do you think that the reference to ship's rats is indicative of the fact of, you know, that, in contemporary times, a riot was seen as being perpetrated by shady outcasts of society?


AG: Probably. Just like now. Because he's calling them "ship-rats"  - "The atheist roar of riot" (is) interesting too - the atheistical subversives! - "godless Communists"!

























Peter Orlovsky: Wasn't Melville.. Wasn't Melville an atheist?

AG: Later, I think he got to be, yeah. But I don't know. Well, I don't know. He was fighting with it, sort of. Because the whole point of Melville ( is) he's got his hero chasing God, chasing the big white whale, or chasing the vast abstraction.


Peter Orlovsky: Where was Melville, when this was.. I mean..


AG: Out..


Peter Orlovsky: Whitman? (Walt) Whitman..?


AG: Whitman, I think, was in Washington, taking care of the wounded.


Student: The ship's rats there are probably immigrants...


AG: Maybe..But (so) you were mostly able to follow it? - It just went on to say, so the troops are coming to shoot at the rioters - "Wise Draco comes, deep in the midnight roll/ Of black artillery"- That's the line I like the best - "Wise Draco comes, deep in the midnight roll/ Of black artillery" - See, it's actually a round thing in your mouth when you pronounce it. It's like cocksucking or something! -"Wise Draco comes, deep in the midnight roll/Of black artillery"- You've got a thing in your mouth there when you're pronouncing it, an "air-cock" is what I'm saying, you've got an "air-erection" in your mouth! 


No, but the physical mouthing of the language is what gives the power, I think - the realization of the hollow vowels, the hollow-ness of the vowels. It's like, in a state of inspiration the body becomes a column of air, actually. You've heard that description?.. like the empty body becomes a column of air. The body seems to be hollow and become a column of air, very light. And that's the actual physical sensation of a state of inspiration. Has anybody experienced that? You might get it, say, in a love situation, where you're talking, or perhaps in an anger situation - righteous wrath - duh-dah! - But when the speech is unobstructed and breath is unobstructed and it feels like a column of air or a hollow reed..




So, he comes, Draco, the dictator comes, to restore law and order, the man on horseback, as we know him these days, "though late". 
I didn't understand the (next) line(s) - "In code corroborating Calvin's creed/And cynic tyrannies of honest kings" -  "cynic tyrannies of honest kings"? - what is that? - (Henry) Kissinger? - "cynic tyrannies" - or is it just...

Student:  He seems ambivalent of  himself or the situation.


AG: Pardon me?


Student: He seems ambivalent


AG: Oh, yes, he is. Oh, definitely, definitely. And actually what he says - "and the Town redeemed/Give thanks devout' - the dumb fucks are glad to be rescued from themselves!


Student: Yeah.


AG: "(N)or, being thankful" - The crowd, the town, doesn't heed that it's a big insult to the original conception of the Republic - the original conception, the faith, of the Republic, which was that that Man is naturally good, and is not going to be punished. Like the Roman citizen - you don't get punished - you're a free man. You might punish the slaves, but not the citizens. But here he's saying that they're asking for it, they're asking for it from above.


I'm interested in his rhythm and his sound. Here's an interesting piece of (short quatrain) rhetoric - "Implacable I, the old implacable Sea;/ Implacable most when most I smile serene --/ Pleased, not appeased, by myriad wrecks in me" [section V of his poem "Pebbles"] - talking about the ocean - "Pleased, not appeased, by myriad wrecks in me" - or his person - "Pleased, not appeased, by myriad"  failures of his life.  Then next ["Healed of my Hurt"] - "Healed of my hurt, I laud the inhuman Sea -/ Yes, bless the Angels Four that here convene/ For healed I am even by their pitiless breath/Distilled in wholesome dew named rosmarine " -  Just so pretty! - but also powerful -   "Healed of my hurt, I laud the inhuman Sea.." - it's old-fashioned rhetoric -  Yes, bless the Angels Four that here convene " - "Healed of my hurt, I laud the inhuman Sea" - try that on - try "laud(ing) the inhuman Sea".


Stock Photo Smoke from a Black Woman's Lips

Then he has a really interesting poem during the Civil War (or a few interesting lines in it (that) I like). (It's called) "The Swamp Angel. I've mentioned it before a few times. This particular poem had quite an effect on (Jack) Kerouac's adjective and rhetoric - "There is a coal-black Angel/ with a thick Afric lip.." You know that? Did I bring that up before (I think I mentioned it before) - "The Swamp Angel" - [Allen reads Melvlle's "The Swamp Angel" - "There is a coal-black Angel/ with a thick Afric lip/And he dwells (like the hunted and harried)/In a swamp where the green frogs dip"..."Who weeps for the woeful City,/Let him weep for our guilty kind -/Who joys at her wild despairing -/Christ, the Forgiver, convert his mind." - So the "Swamp Angel" is a cannon. You all got that? Anybody pick that up?  -  "There is a coal-black Angel/ with a thick Afric lip.." - There's also a parable of the guilt over slavery, I imagine. Interesting. "Vainly she calls upon Michael/(The white man's seraph was he)" - I never thought of that. But I liked the way he said “Afric” (he cut the adjective, instead of “African” – “Afric) – and “tropic” instead of “tropical”  - “tropic” – “Carib” – “Has thou sailed on Carib waters toward the Afric shores?”...


AG:  Then, “A Canticle Significant of the National Exaltation of Enthusiasm at the Close of the War” – this is his poem at the end of the Civil War. And it has a refrain which is really amazing. It’s a little bombastic, I think, but the refrain that he repeats several times is really something worthy of Beethoven’s Ninth Symphony, as a chorale. [Allen proceeds to read, in its entirety, Melville’s , “A Canticle Significant of the National Exaltation of Enthusiasm at the Close of the War” – “O the precipice Titanic/Of the congregated Fall/And the angle oceanic/Where the deepening thunders call…”…”Thou Lord of hosts victorious/Fulfill the end designed/By a wondrous way and glorious/A passage Thou dost find -/A passage Thou dost find/ Hosanna to the Lord of Hosts/The Hosts of human kind” – I just like those two lines –“ A passage Thou dost find -/A passage Thou dost find” – [Allen continues] – And the rest is weirdly interesting, like I don’t understand the  “But the foamy deep unsounded/And the dim and dizzy ledge,/And the booming roar rebounded,/And the gull that skims the edge” – Well, some vision of the ocean – “The Giant of the Pool/ Heaves his forehead what as wool” – (I don’t know what that is) -  “Towards the Iris/Rainbow.. ever climbing/ From the Cataracts that call -/irremovable vast arras/Draping all the wall.” – This is somewhere in Poe-Land, Edgar Allan Poe Land. 

You’ll have copies of all these poems when we xerox up our book so you can examine them..examine them yourself.

There’s an interesting prophetic verse on America also. I  don’t think I have the full thing here, though. Let’s see.

Then there’s one other national prophetic one, that’s sort of like (Bob) Dylan’s poem [sic], “Idiot Wind” – it’s like (Melville’s) “Idiot Wind” a poem called “America”. I don’t have the full text, but the lines in it that I thought were interesting were, “So foul a dream upon so fair a face” – for America - So foul a dream upon so fair a face/And the dreamer lying in that starry shroud” – It’s kind of interesting – two lines in it – The Civil War – the slavery he was talking about and the battles of the Civil War – the flag – “that starry shroud”  

The Belfast Historical Society will show its 1864 Civil War quilt 4-7 p.m. June 14 at Belfast Free Library.
[Civil War Quilt (1864) - from the collection of the Belfast Historical Society, Belfast, Maine]

And there’s another aspect of him which is extremely tender. Recollections of young fellows he loved when he was young and sailed with, when he was a sailor, put together with some sense of later (Walt) Whitman – that the United States was turning into a  Mammon Moloch material late-Roman civilization that was wrecking everything fine and original and individualistic. So there’s a tiny short poem that’s equal to some of the more delicate poems of William Butler Yeats  on the subject of the cycles of time and civilization. It’s called “The Ravaged Villa” – just eight lines [Allen reads, in its entirety, Herman Melville’s “The Ravaged Villa”] –“In shards the sylvan vases lie,/Their links of dance undone/And brambles wither by thy brim/Choked fountain of the sun!/The spider in the laurel spins, /The weed exiles the flower:/And flung to kiln Apollo’s bust/Makes lime for Mammon’s tower.” – That’s great, short, sharp, precise, clear – “In shards the sylvan” is pastoral  - (an older..a villa in Italy, actually, he’s talking about)  - in “shards”, pieces, fragments, the “sylvan vases” (like the “Grecian Urn” that you remember) –“In shards the sylvan vases lie,/Their links of dance undone” - (because on those on those vases there were linked dancers incised, or carved, or painted), so “Their links of dance undone/And brambles wither by thy brim/Choked fountain of the sun” – So it’s a Roman fountain in sunlight, but “brambles withering by the brim”, so no longer water. “The spider in the laurel spins” – The laurel is for what? – What’s the laurel crown? – That’s poetic.

Student: Victory

AG: Victory.. military victory

Student:  Or poetic also?

AG:  Civic victory?

AG:  Oak is military. Laurel, I think, is..poetic..yeah

Student: Definitely

laurel wreath

AG: So, “The spider in the laurel spins” – that’s the worst prophecy that he could have for himself – “The weed exiles the flower:/And flung to kiln Apollo’s bust/Makes lime for Mammon’s tower.” – which was literal. there was.. I think, there was a point in time when the Turkish occupation of Athens, when they used the Parthenon for a…

Student: They stored ammunition…

AG: Stored their ammunition. And I think, at some point or other (I’ve forgotten where, in Rome, or in Greece - or both), a lot of old marble statuary was ground down to make limestone, for medieval churches probably - do you know?  do you remember?

Student: Well, it happened all over Italy so you will find medieval buildings that have Roman stones that.. there are too many to number.. 

AG: Yes, I think there was actually one period when, actually, stones were being ground down for lime.. (from) marble, the better marble would be ground down to make lime.. but,  I don't know.. Limestone? Limestone? Lime comes from limestone?

Student: (Typically) limestone is used to make cement [editorial note -  more specifically, cement is formed from a powder of calcined limestone and clay, mixed with water]

AG: Limestone was used for cement? 

Student: The lime in the marble.. the marble-lime combination was used to make cement. 

AG: Do you know what particular period or what particular occasion that.. Was there any particular historical period when this was rampant?

Student: It was was one, the beginning of the fifteenth-century.. especially the... - no, excuse me, I'm thinking of something else..

Student: I remember when they were building St. Peters in Rome, they used the Roman Coliseum as a quarry for stones.

AG: Yea, yeah, that part I know, that part I know. I was just wondering about the literal thing of grinding down the marble to make lime - grinding down Mona Lisa's nose! Winged Victory's wing or arms!

The Winged Victory of Samothrace
[The Winged Victory of Samothrace - Parian marble - by an unknown Greek Sculptor  (200-190 BC) - in the collection of the Musée du Louvre in Paris]

The last poem of Melville's that I have here is "To Ned (Bunn)", who was a sailor friend of his when he was young, and this was written in his old age, looking back on the decline of nature, on "Silent Spring", so to speak, looking back on the corruption of the South Sea Islands, which  once were paradise islands for him when he visited them with Ned Bunn when he was young. And now, later, in a book called John Marr and Other Sailors, he goes back and recollects, like an old sailor talking to his wife, over a cup of coffee and a pipe, by the fire-side, retired from the ocean - [Allen proceeds to read "To Ned Bunn"] - "Where is the world we rovd, Ned Bunn?/Hollows thereof lay rich in shade/By voyages old inviolate thrown/Ere Paul Pry cruised with Pelf and Trade"..."But ere, in anchor-watches calm,/The Indian Psyche's langour won/And, musing, breathed primeval balm/From Edens ere yet overrun;/Marvelling mild if mortal twice,/Here and hereafter, touch a Paradise." - So, could you follow the sense of that? The thing I liked was "Enamoring of what years and years - /Ah Ned, what years and years ago!" - that's so sentimental! (just repeating the "years" over) - "But, tell" (the thythm is very delicate too) - "But tell, shall he, the tourist find/Our isles the same in violet-glow/Enamoring of what years and years -/ Ah, Ned, what years and years ago!". There, the traditional rhetoric of this kind of poem is just like somebody really talking for real - just sighing and talking - "Ah Ned, what years and years ago!" - it's nice to be old enough to feel that, actually.  





















[South Sea Islands Schooner]

Peter Orlovsky: What year of shipping is that?

AG: Well, let's see, he mentions Typee, which is a South Sea island novel he wrote when he was shipping out with Ned Bunn. And when was Melville shipping out to the South Seas?

Peter Orlovsky: Eighteen twenty something

AG: Anybody know? Well, let's see, Melville is what? - I'll find out [ Allen consults his book] - "born  1819, died 1891, and he was on the sea when he was twenty, so 1840-1845, I guess. So there's Melville.

Peter Orlovsky: It's always the way that things.. actually, when they sailed 1840

AG: "Authentic Edens.." - what is it? - "Authentic Edens in a Pagan sea." - "The Typee-truants under stars/Unknown to Shakespeare's Midsummer-Night" -  "...Adam advances, smart in pace" - I like the line "Adam advances" - mankind - "smart in pace" - if you're nineteenth-century - or mankind is getting smart -  his step forward - "But scarce by violets that advance you trace" - You can't trace the advance of manind by the strewn violet flowers. It's more "Pelf and pride" ("Pelf and Trade")

Peter Orlovsky: What does "Pelf" mean? [ editorial note - "Pelf" means wealth or riches]

AG:  What is "Pelf"? It's a biblical word. People were looking for their own "pelf and pride", or something  - their own skin and pride? - Pelf?  Who knows that? It's a common phrase.

Student: Money

AG: Money?

Student: Um-hmm

AG: I don't know.. 

Student: Uh-huh.

AG; It's a phrase I used to hear in sermons all the time - Man's only interested in his own pelf and pride!

["There are some spirits nobly just, unwarp'd by pelf or pride/Great in the calm but greater still when dashed by adverse tide" (Eliza Cook (1818-1889)]     

[Audio for the above can be found here, beginning at approximately forty-one-and-three-quarter minutes in and concluding at approximately seventy-seven minutes in