Visions of Kali and Other Poems
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These poems are a return to a past century in their approach, in that they tell of love affairs, encounters, or personal crises in simple language rather than being cryptic crossword puzzles or displays of ingenious imagery. They are also a return to a more recent past in content, since many of them were written around 1980 after a seven-year period spent on the road. They describe impressions of exotic countries (both their poverty and their beauty), the adventures of a life of wandering and drug-induced indolence on paradisiac beaches, and the love affairs of an era when young men and women related to each other rather more freely than they do today. These poems were rejected by publishers at the time, when the hippie lifestyle was not thought to be of interest and poems were supposed to be academic wordgames, not neo-romantic expressions of personal experience. There are signs both attitudes are changing, as the baby-boomers enter a period of nostalgia for their youth (including the counter-culture that inspired its music) and we near the end of the long drawn-out death of Modernism, which reduced all art-forms to idiocy or sterility. The book ends with some more recent poems, which reflect on life, death, justice, faith, science, other lives, and other worlds.
Michael Antony
Michael Antony has lived and travelled in many countries and now lives in Switzerland. He is the author of several works of fiction, nonfiction ("The Masculine Century"), and poetry ("Visions of Kali").
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Visions of Kali and Other Poems - Michael Antony
Visions of Kali
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Michael Antony
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Visions of Kali
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Table of Contents
Introduction
Kali - Shiva
In Palmy Lands
My Muse
Vision on a Delhi Street
Kathmandu
Pokara Valley, Nepal
On Leaving a Place in Nepal
Dhulikel, Nepal
Nepalese Stupa
The Madman
The Street of Cages
Indian Siesta
Cripples
On an Indian Beach
Dépaysement
Sight-seers
Tedium in Eden
Indian Crossroads
Epiphany at Chapora Beach
Pigs in Goa
Mad Madame Lucille
Daybreak on Anjuna Beach
Mermaids
Morning on Little Vagator
Visions of Kali
The Blind Man
Empty Sacks
Chantal
Sleeping Rough in Bombay
Guardian Angel
Hermit’s Cell, Rishikesh
The Passport
Brothers
Jesus Freaks
Stuck in Teheran
Aphrodite - Dionysus
Ithaca
Rocky Beach, Paleohora, Crete
To a Very Young Love in Crete
Two Moments
Mixed Salad: To K.
Love on the Wing
Fidelity
Samos
Places on the Road
Instant Recognition
Hospitality
The Survivor
Berlin Fugue
Gomera
The Awakening
Milky Way Inn
Pieces of a Trip
Wages
Les Gorges du Tarn
New Year’s Eve
Slavery
Room-mate
St James’s Park
Snow Princess
Hope
Summer Kitten (1977)
On Writing Erotic Poems while my Bed is Empty
Vagabond in the Park
Rotterdam Park
Rotterdam, Rotting ’77
Rotterdam Canals, Saturday Night
Rotterdam Canals: Dawn
The Way Others Live
Forced Departure
Spanish Night
The Dancer
Enlightenment
To a Blonde Phantom on a London Street
Guatemalan Sunset
Urchins
Puerto Stroessner
Belem
Tijuana, Rosarito Beach
Souvenir
The Witness
Love and fear
Strasbourg ’82
Daemon
One Friday
To a Stranger on the Street
The Writer of Tragedies
The Failed Writer
The Derelict Artist
Nocturne
Gloom in Sunlight
Autumn of the Missiles
Terrorist
The Rope
Georgia
The Yellow Tractor
The Crying Game
To Ana in San Gimignano
Prayer for my Mother
A Mother’s Death
To Any Little Girl
Divinations
Under a Full Moon at Rapallo
Meditation in Cinque Terre
Reflections on an April Evening in Italy
Thoughts at Midnight,
The Masculine Century
Folkestone Revisited after 30 Years:
The Fox
Cosmic Speculations
A Modern Reading of Religion
Why Darwin was Wrong
Budapest: The Honest Whore
Light in Darkness
Anti-Modernist Manifesto
Acceptance
Release
Also by Michael Antony
Non-Fiction
The Masculine Century (A Heretical History of Our Time)
Part One: Sex, Art and War in the Twentieth Century
The Masculine Century, Part Two: From Darwinism to Feminism:
The Rise of the Ideologies of Aggression
Fiction
The Apocalypse Syndrome
Midnight in Engelstan
(all published by iUniverse.)
Drama
The Overthrow of Salvador Allende
(see my website: www.michael-antony.com)
Introduction
Poetry is the most autobiographical of all literary forms—apart from autobiography itself. It is a record of moments in a life and it often reflects a particular period of the author’s life more closely than literary forms that draw more largely on the imagination. Most of these poems were written before or around 1980 when I had just finished a seven-year period of travel and drifting about the world. At the time this way of life was often referred to as being on the road
. It was one of the currents of that nebulous, diffuse tide of social rebellion known as the counter-culture, and in contrast to the forced economic migration of a lot of young Europeans these days it was a choice. From today’s perspective the baby-boom generation can be seen as the first to take advantage of the early stages of globalization
—when travel for pleasure suddenly became possible for people other than the very rich or a handful of adventurous intellectuals and artists like Huxley or Lawrence. But in the seventies, before low-cost airlines, travelling a long way and for a long time without much money still involved a certain amount of hardship, discomfort and precarious living. This made it attractive as an escape from the security and conventions of middle-class society. For those of us from pioneer countries it answered a need to relive the adventures and survival challenges of our pioneer ancestors in an age where life had grown too staid, comfortable and predictable. It was not so much danger we hankered after as a sense of freedom—and of life as a voyage into the unknown. Odd as it may seem to generations subject to more material anxieties, I remember feeling a vague dread of coming out of university into a stable, secure job, starting a family, and then waking up retired. This aversion to a programmed existence was intensified by the turmoil triggered by the anti-Vietnam War protests in America, which set off a worldwide youth revolt against a system of regimented work and forced consumption, and led to a quest for an alternative way of life. A number of philosophical currents played a part in it, from Eastern religions to a back to nature
movement (one of many attempts to go back to the simple life, from Renaissance pastoralism to the romanticism of Rousseau or Thoreau.) There was also the nineteenth-century myth of Bohemia as a poor but carefree artist’s life, personified by Rimbaud and updated by the fifties’ Beat Generation, above all in Jack Kerouac’s On the Road. This constellation of influences ruled my life for seven years, and I vaguely expected I would live like that forever. Then in 1980 I moved to Switzerland with my Swiss girlfriend, and I settled down to a far more sedentary life as a teacher. In this state of tranquillity I began to recollect (in Wordsworth’s phrase) the emotions of the previous years.
These poems were either found in notebooks that had survived the years of wandering or else they were written as I recalled various episodes of that life. I put them together into a collection which I called Places on the Road
. I sent it to various poetry publishers in the UK in 1982, but it met with no interest. I tried to publish individual poems in magazines and newspapers, but none of them was accepted. Since the internet did not exist then there was not much else to be done. I put the manuscripts in a drawer where they remained until the miracle of cheap self-publishing of recent times led me to look at them again. I had been thinking about returning to poetry after abandoning it for years as a dead art-form—killed off by that total separation of narrow, elitist art from all popular forms which is the most destructive aspect of Modernism (music is the best example, with the hideous, inhuman noises of contemporary academic composers at one extreme and the charming but naive melodies of popular music at the other—while the greatest tradition of musical composition in history has disappeared into a black hole in between.) Reading one or two poets like Seamus Heaney made me think it might be possible to write poetry again in the old sense (that of Yeats and Dylan Thomas), easily accessible in meaning but also skilful in its rhythms. I thought these poems from an earlier period of my life fitted in with this ambition and I decided to put them out there, in the hope they might survive until the interminable Modernist dictatorship (the Maoist permanent revolution
) is finally over.
I have revised very little in these poems because they seem to me now to have been written by someone else and to belong to another age. I have finished one or two that seemed unfinished and included others I have written since. But essentially they are the record of a time that is no longer the present, which is why I have added the dates to most of them (either the date of the incident that inspired them or of the first version, which was often given definitive form in 1980-81.) Many of them would sound odd if they were seen as poems written today—because of the peculiar atmosphere of the age and the subculture they came out of.
My hippie
period was something that I drifted into after university in Canada, which had been a disappointing experience. I had left my native New Zealand at twenty-one on a Commonwealth Scholarship to McGill in Montreal and had not finished my doctorate when the four-year scholarship came to an end. After a long obstacle-race of compulsory courses that had just been imposed on Ph.D. students in English Lit, I had at last got onto the thesis only to be prevented from writing on the subject I wanted to: the fascist thinking of the Modernist poets, Yeats, Eliot, Pound and Lawrence. I was made to understand this was a taboo subject. No specialist in any of these poets would supervise a thesis associating his idol with unsavoury political views (even though the divide between the fascist first generation of Modernists and the communist second generation, Auden and co, was a fascinating theme to explore—as civilization fell apart, some poets wanted to restore an idealized old order and others to raze the whole thing and start again.) So I was forced to switch periods to the innocuous realm of the Elizabethan drama. I fixed on the theme of the rebel hero from Marlowe to Milton: tracing the rebel as hero through Faustus, Tamburlaine, Hamlet, Coriolanus, Chapman’s Bussy D’Ambois and on to Milton’s Satan (the source of the later romantic hero.) This time I was told this was far too ambitious for a Ph.D. thesis and I was forced to narrow it all down to Chapman, the least read of the authors covered. Finally, I was somehow pressured into writing on the influence of Stoic philosophy on Chapman’s plays. This obscure topic did not grip my imagination, so once my scholarship was over and I had to choose between spending my savings finishing this nonsense and living a life of bumming around the world, I chose the latter.
My disillusionment with academia led me to concentrate on my own writing ambitions. However, perhaps as a consequence of too many years shut up in the Ivory Tower, these ambitions took the quixotic form of the old