The second time’s a charm for D.A. Powell (D.
is for Douglas, in case you wondered). National Book Critics Circle announced
Feb. 28, 2013 that he won their annual poetry award for his fifth collection, from
Graywolf Press. NBCC nominated him for Chronic,
also from Graywolf, in 2009. Congrats to Graywolf, an independent literary
press that keeps the twin cities on the map as a haven for writers.
He finds
himself inside the Sunrise Mall,
but not at
Waldenbooks. He seeks no solitude.His second great awakening has started,
subdued interstices between kiosks and stores;
the proximity of skimming eyes, or studious eyes
that read him like a copy of Leaves of Grass….
This collapses time frames, with both Whitman’s
epic work and mall culture combined into one event. Homosexual eroticism is
hinted at as a “great awakening” and an interstitial occurrence “between kiosks
and stores.” Yet this mall is no safe
haven. The narrator warns the young man of predators with calculating “eyes,”
and he cautions the
young man, as part of the guidance project of the title: “Don’t meet those eyes.”
Lest the lyric become overly pedantic,
the poet ends with imagery: “The arcade’s packed with Pac-Man players in a
jiff. / Gobble the cherries. Gobble that consecrated ghost.” The poem ranges
from Whitman’s presence to arcade games to real dangers. Powell folds the
familiar inside out to create a variation on the love sonnet. Carl Phillips
writes of Powell’s recent work how it unites tradition with the present: “Mr.
Powell recognizes in the contemporary the latest manifestations of a much older
tradition: namely, what it is to be human.” This depth creates layers of verbal
play.
Powell is the author of four other
collections of poetry: Tea, Lunch,
Cocktails, and Chronic. The
Writing University writes of Powell’s earlier books that the focus : “revolves
around the lives of the people he knew that were affected by the AIDS epidemic
by defining them in the context of the places they went and the people they knew.
“ His first three books are a trilogy, with experimentation with long lines;
his rationale, he writes, is: “by pulling the line longer, stretching it into a
longer breath, I was giving a bit more life to some people who had very short
lives.” Useless
Landscapes, or a Guide for Boys experiments with forms and an overarching, book-long interplay
between sexuality and mortality.
© Denise Low 2013
Powell has taught at Columbia
University, the University of Iowa’s Iowa Writers’ Workshop and New England
College, as well as serving as Briggs-Copeland Lecturer in Poetry at Harvard
University. Powell’s honors include
recognition from the Guggenheim Foundation, the National Endowment for the
Arts, the James Michener Foundation. Awards for his poetry come from Pushcart
Prize, the Lyric Poetry Award from the Poetry Society of America, an Academy of
American Poets Prize, and the Kingsley Tufts Prize from Claremont University
for Chronic.
“The Great
Unrest” poem by D.A. Powell from the Occupied Writings site http://occupywriters.com/works/by-d-a-powell