{"id":4873,"date":"2013-10-18T22:25:54","date_gmt":"2013-10-18T22:25:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/steelwagstaff.wordpress.com\/?p=1741"},"modified":"2016-10-14T17:42:27","modified_gmt":"2016-10-14T17:42:27","slug":"expressing-gratitude","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/steelwagstaff.info\/wordpress\/expressing-gratitude\/","title":{"rendered":"Expressing Gratitude"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>In 1934, when George Oppen was 26 years old, he published\u00a0<em>Discrete Series<\/em>, a volume of his poetry. It included a preface from Ezra Pound, then living in Rapallo, Italy, which ended with these lines: &#8220;I salute a serious craftsman, a sensibility which is not every man\u2019s sensibility\u00a0and which has not been got out of any other man\u2019s books.&#8221; It was accurate in many ways, emphasizing Oppen&#8217;s carefully cultivated identity as a craftsman, a skilled laborer and mechanic, even as it contained a slight dig at Oppen&#8217;s own lack of erudition or learning. Shortly after its publication, George and his wife Mary would abandon poetry for many years, joining the Communist Party and becoming active organizers in several Popular Front efforts around labor, housing, and relief in New York City.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_1759\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1759\" style=\"width: 470px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/steelwagstaff.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/18\/2013\/10\/oppens.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-large wp-image-1759\" alt=\"George and Mary Oppen\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/steelwagstaff.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/18\/2013\/10\/oppens.jpg?resize=470%2C306\" width=\"470\" height=\"306\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1759\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">George and Mary Oppen<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>It would be roughly 25 years before George Oppen would return to writing poems, and almost 30 before he published another book of poems, his\u00a0<em>The Materials<\/em>, published in 1962 by New Directions Press (with the support of his sister <a href=\"http:\/\/socialarchive.iath.virginia.edu\/xtf\/view?docId=degnan-june-oppen-cr.xml\">June Degnan Oppen<\/a>, who was then the publisher of the <em>San Francisco Review<\/em>).<\/p>\n<figure style=\"width: 300px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/File:EzraPound_Passport.png\" target=\"_blank\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"zemanta-img-inserted zemanta-img-configured \" title=\"Ezra Pound United States Passport marked canceled.\" alt=\"Ezra Pound United States Passport marked canceled.\" src=\"http:\/\/upload.wikimedia.org\/wikipedia\/en\/thumb\/6\/65\/EzraPound_Passport.png\/300px-EzraPound_Passport.png\" width=\"300\" height=\"422\" \/><\/a><figcaption class=\"wp-caption-text\">Ezra Pound United States Passport marked canceled. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>That same year, Oppen sent a copy of <em>The Materials\u00a0<\/em>along with\u00a0this letter to Ezra Pound, who was then living in Italy and suffering from fairly severe depression after the failure of European fascism, his own arrest for treason and subsequent 12-year incarceration in St. Elizabeth&#8217;s Hospital, a federally run psychiatric facility in Washington, D.C.:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Dear Pound,<br \/>\nYou&#8217;ll see that the back cover of this book quotes an introduction you wrote for my poems many years ago. I was in fact about twenty-one.<br \/>\nI suppose if we should take to talking politics to each other I would disagree even more actively than all those others who have disagreed, but there has been no one living during my life time who has been as generous or as pure as you toward literature and toward writers. Nor anyone less generously thanked.<br \/>\nI know of no one who does not owe you a debt.<br \/>\nGeorge Oppen<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>As this letter may in part make clear, Oppen had complex and ambivalent feelings about Pound. He and Mary certainly disagreed with (perhaps even hated?) his politics, and among the scraps of paper Oppen had in his working space at the time of his death was this note, pinned above his writing desk:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>A Note to Pound in heaven:<\/p>\n<p>Only one mistake, Ezra!<br \/>\nYou should have talked<br \/>\nto women.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>What for me is remarkable about all of this is what seems to be Oppen&#8217;s extraordinary kindness. Certainly there was respect for Pound, the man and the poet, and they had their own personal history. But it seems to me that Oppen did not have to write to Pound, nor acknowledge his own debt to Pound&#8217;s extraordinary personal generosity, nor omit Pound&#8217;s ferocious anti-semitism or monstrous politics (of which Oppen was certainly aware). But he did, and with what I think is wonderful grace and great magnanimity. In 1980, just a few years before he died, and in the period where Oppen was suffering from the Alzheimer&#8217;s which would ultimately claim his life, he tells Burton Hatlen and Tom Mandel this story, of his and Mary&#8217;s going to meet Pound in James Laughlin&#8217;s (the publisher of <em>New Directions<\/em>) office:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>GO: We wept on each other in the New Directions office, that&#8217;s what\u00a0happened.<br \/>\nMO: In 1969.<br \/>\nGO: And I don&#8217;t know how sincere he was or wasn&#8217;t. That was when\u00a0Pound came out of St. Elizabeth&#8217;s and Jay Laughlin had arranged small\u00a0groups to talk to Pound. Everyone was somewhat afraid that-<br \/>\nMO: We met in Jay&#8217;s office.<br \/>\nGO: We met in Jay&#8217;s office-that was our little group-he wanted to\u00a0keep the groups small so that the news shouldn&#8217;t break out that Pound was\u00a0roaming around free or anything of that sort that might make waves. And\u00a0we were waiting for Pound to come in and ah, making chatter and finally\u00a0Pound arrived with Olga and sat absolutely dead silent and everybody became\u00a0nervous and started chattering and Jay had a moment of inspiration and said,\u00a0&#8220;Ezra, show George your new book.&#8221; And Pound in a sepulchral voice said,\u00a0How do I know he wants it?&#8221; You understand well enough what that means.\u00a0So I stood up and walked over to him and held my hand out and said, &#8220;I\u00a0want it&#8221; -a very dramatic thing-and Pound stood up and once he stood he\u00a0was very close to me. We were in fact touching, and Pound began to weep,\u00a0so I wept. So we went home. Neither of us could speak, so we went home,\u00a0and it&#8217;s impossible to understand-<br \/>\nMO: That book?<br \/>\nGO: No, to understand Pound.<br \/>\nMO: But that book [Drafts &amp; Fragments of Cantos CX-CXVII, 1968]\u00a0also had the blacked-out phrases and so on that Jay would not print-the\u00a0unspeakable and anti-Semitic-<br \/>\nGO: I think Pound in fact was caught in the idea of being <em>macho<\/em>, though\u00a0the word didn&#8217;t exist at that time. He was going to be the pounding poet,\u00a0the masculine poet.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>There is obviously great pathos in this story, and some wry irony, humor, and self-deprecation (Oppen&#8217;s description of his actions as &#8220;a very dramatic thing&#8221; is not to be read as virtuous, if you understand Oppen), but what moves me is the way that this story plays out as a series of embodied gesture. Oppen stands up and walks over and holds his hand out and Pound stands up and the two of them are touching and Pound begins to weep, so George Oppen weeps, and neither of them <em>could<\/em> speak, and then they go home. Perhaps some might read this story as a failure of masculine communicativity, but that&#8217;s not how I choose to read it, and I don&#8217;t think that&#8217;s how Oppen chose to interpret it, either.<\/p>\n<p>All this to say that I want to be generous in this way, even to those whose ideas and speech I find hateful, to return generosity for generosity, and to see other beings in their full complexity,\u00a0wherever I can. I want to enact the embodied gestures which show clearly that I want to receive the work and gifts of others and which unlock the possibility of remorse and reconciliation, even if poorly articulated. And I am grateful to the letters of George Oppen for what I see of these lessons there.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In 1934, when George Oppen was 26 years old, he published\u00a0Discrete Series, a volume of his poetry. It included a preface from Ezra Pound, then living in Rapallo, Italy, which ended with these lines: &#8220;I salute a serious craftsman, a sensibility which is not every man\u2019s sensibility\u00a0and which has not been got out of any [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":5892,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_eb_attr":"","_coblocks_attr":"","_coblocks_dimensions":"","_coblocks_responsive_height":"","_coblocks_accordion_ie_support":"","_themeisle_gutenberg_block_has_review":false,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":true,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"New Blog Post: \"Letters from Oppen's Letters: Expressing Gratitude\"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[99,87],"tags":[295,364,380,83,488,179,216,62,489,8],"class_list":["post-4873","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-lessons-from-oppens-letters","category-objectivists","tag-ezra-pound","tag-forgiveness","tag-generosity","tag-george-oppen","tag-james-laughlin","tag-mary-oppen","tag-new-directions","tag-politics","tag-publishing","tag-writing"],"featured_image_src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/steelwagstaff.info\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/11\/thisisnotaboutwesz.jpg?resize=530%2C346&ssl=1","author_info":{"display_name":"Steel Wagstaff","author_link":"https:\/\/steelwagstaff.info\/wordpress\/author\/steel\/"},"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/steelwagstaff.info\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/11\/thisisnotaboutwesz.jpg?fit=530%2C346&ssl=1","featured_image_src_square":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/steelwagstaff.info\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/11\/thisisnotaboutwesz.jpg?resize=530%2C346&ssl=1","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pd6z5D-1gB","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":1102,"url":"https:\/\/steelwagstaff.info\/wordpress\/george-oppen\/","url_meta":{"origin":4873,"position":0},"title":"George Oppen","author":"Steel Wagstaff","date":"June 15, 2012","format":false,"excerpt":"I will try to keep this post brief, and being brief, it will certainly fail to capture the depth and breadth of my admiration for George Oppen as a poet and a human being, but I feel the need to essay--to make an attempt. 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