Love If We Can Stand It
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In this collection of his best poems, the product of 45 years of writing and rewriting, the relatively unknown American poet Bruce F. Kawin explores many aspects of love, from the romantic to the metaphysical and from sex to mourning. The breadth of voice and form is masterful, and the poems – which touch on the subjects of dreams, desire, death, nature, religion and language – are bold and evocative. As complex as they are, they relate plainly to real life. Although influenced by poets from Kenneth Koch to Denise Levertov and, before them, the “Pearl” poet, George Herbert, Robert Browning and Gertrude Stein, the poems are entirely original and belong to no school. Their intensity, inventiveness and playfulness should appeal to a variety of readers. The poems, whose speakers in most cases could be male or female, are open to readers of any gender or age. The only requirement is to take love and poetry seriously. The book includes a sestina from the point of view of a harried woman, a sonnet sequence reimagined as a slide show, a menu of potential love stories, a threnody about mixed feelings for God when a friend dies, a celebration of one-syllable words, a lesbian epic set in modern Greece and reimagined versions of “The Mummy's Ghost” and what really happened after “Bride of Frankenstein,” all of them charged with startling, moving and convincing visions of love. With his unique tone and subject matter, his good stories, his striking insights and his fresh, vivid language, Kawin reinvents and revives the love poem.
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Love If We Can Stand It - Bruce F. Kawin
A New Song
song of the radio
song of the deer
song of the river
song of songs
1
I am a radio, night’s hand on the dial.
Thanks to night I receive you, and what is in your heart
vibrates and pulses in me like a wave.
2
Deer are sacred. They never scavenge. Their proper food
uncurls its leaves in the full pride of the earth,
rising to meet them in every soil and weather.
One night the moon impelled me up this mountain.
I heard a shadow move in the bright grass.
3
God’s humor is tough as the bones that stand inside us.
He has given us logic to understand the jokes.
God hung a veil between me and the river of rest.
It was bright with the sound of water, soft with wind.
It pulled me but stood in the way.
This morning we drew it aside.
I am the river.
4
They taught us never to say love in a love poem
and with the diligence of a lover I believed them.
In the ninth grade they posted GO AWAY CLICHÉ
and in the rooms where poets gathered to learn their craft
they made it clear that love, the heart, and beauty,
although subjects for poetry, were not its terms.
After I had lived a hundred and fifty years
and had written many books
I found myself looking across a field of wheat.
My hand relaxed open in the wind
and moved through the buds as if across your cheek.
Now I can tell you about it.
Cardboard
1
When the overwhelming slams you
words go cardboard.
Shove them away
and the world
roars with feeling—
not silent but no symbols.
2
You try to fill the absence that is killing you
with stories, to say
she loved sex and her cats
he loved to play Bach and cook
but the gap reaches
out to no hand.
Menu
1
You meet on a lawn. A friend makes the introductions.
You agree to meet later.
You meet in a catacomb.
A skull tumbles
from the reliquary bone-pile.
You meet in a restaurant with one table open.
You decide to eat together.
You meet in a seminar. Everyone around you
is missing the point, but you see it.
You go out and talk for hours over coffee.
You meet on a camping trip.
You have the only two zip-together bags
of the same manufacture.
You meet like words in a short sentence.
You have turned your attention to the other words before
but now you see your error.
You meet in a bar. It’s hard to hear.
You have nothing to do that evening.
You meet in a deserted post office
mailing love letters to others in the middle of the night.
You meet in a room whose walls defy dimension.
You meet at a party.
You both flunked Dancing 1-A.
♦
You run into each other again after fifteen years
in a deserted San Francisco movie house.
Who else could be as interested as you
in The Wolf Man, Sherlock Jr., and L’Age d’or?
Everyone’s talking about it
so you get two seats for that downtown musical.
You go to a cattle roundup in midwinter.
Around the fire for the branding irons
your breath makes smoke.
Suddenly you are naked and everything’s easy.
Somebody has a room she isn’t using.
You go there and talk about your other lovers.
You’re over the edge in minutes.
The hotel costs forty in this neighborhood.
The picture’s an ocean oil stamped on cardboard.
It’s impossible, but you’re being touched
everywhere at once, inside and out.
The body is water, the muscles are birds flying over.
You’ve never seen so much sweat.
♦
You both fade away with the walls,
wake in separate rooms.
You wake in a Mayan ruin.
The birds are loud.
You swim in the river
and peel the red bananas.
You switch on the Today show
and pour the orange juice.
You’ve each got appointments at nine.
You go out for breakfast at your favorite place.