It’s Tragedian, Not Tragedi-Can

Both Frenzy and I Am Not Sidney Poitier contain elements of Aristotelian tragedy. However, Percival Everett subverts the fated tragic endings for both Dionysos and Not Sidney, as neither of their destinies are suitable consequences for their actions. While Dionysos, a god, is able to escape his τύχη, or the set course of one’s life that is determined by the gods, he does not fully carry the weight of his actions. Not Sidney, on the other hand, only feigns hubris, yet is punished in a way that is a burden to the audience rather than being a catharsis.

    Elizabeth Roos makes the claim that Dionysos is a tragic hero because “what they had been dreading for the protagonist finally occurred,” making “Frenzy’s conclusion…arguably more satisfying than I Am Not Sidney Poitier’s” (Roos). Roo posits that because the reader understands that Dionysos would, unlike the other gods, die, Dionysos’ death is an example of Chekhov’s Gun, “satisf[ying] an expectation that has been developed, hopefully creating catharsis in the reader” (Roos). 

          The reader is aware that Dionysos, unlike other gods, will die (Everett 9), so his death could be seen as a foreshadowed culmination of the chaos he causes. However, his fate as a god is to suffer with his godly actions, and eventually die before being placed back in his body. Dionysos lives his entire life at once, and it is a life of humans experiencing cruel fates due to their passions and his influence. He understands portions of his life through Vlepo, who functions as not only his eyes, but “his mortal bookmark” (Everett 3). Vlepo is forced to process events such as the death of Dionysos’ mother (Everett 16). Vlepo, rather than Dionysos, experiences the brunt of the pain associated with Dionysos, being subjected to the emotional consequences of the god’s involvement in people’s lives (Everett 17). On the contrary, Dionysos is curious about the impact he has, but throughout the novel, he allows Vlepo to experience the frenzy of humanity for him. He consistently avoids responsibility: even when “the notion of violence seemed new and unexpected to him” (Everett 135) he has already committed murder and claims to have been purified by Mother Rhea (Everett 134).

Dionysos sleeps so that he may be closer to his Bacchae, and he temporarily achieves this goal (Everett 83). As he learns how to sleep as a human would, he begins to understand the passions that he has created in humans. This shift from curiosity to a human degree of caring culminates in Dionysos when he rescues his mother from the underworld, a journey paralleling that of Orpheus and Eurydice. He decides that “after [he]…achieve[s] sleep, real sleep, [he wants Vlepo] to cut out [his] heart…and leave it unceremoniously on the ground” (Everett 154). His death is not tragic, but is instead a reprieve from his life. In doing so, Vlepo causes his life to end in a human way, but it ends instead of being placed into a new body.

Dionysos differentiates between letting someone die and killing them (Everett 130), which absolves him of responsibility and indicates that while he allowed himself to die, Vlepo was the one who killed him. Dionysos’ death ends the traumatizing experience of being human, which he now accepts as a human experience.  Although this decision ends the chaos, Dionysos does not kill himself. Instead, he lets Vlepo kill him, giving Vlepo the agency and responsibility to end the chaos. Vlepo takes responsibility for Dionysos’ actions, sparing Dionysos both from experiencing emotional pain and from experiencing the struggle of an endless, recursive life where he must play the same roles despite having changed. The reader therefore does not experience the catharsis associated with Aristotelian tragedy.

    The audience does not experience catharsis from I Am Not Sidney Poitier because they, rather than Not Sidney, create his fate. Not Sidney does not have hamartia (Murfin, Ray 186), or errors in judgement. He makes decisions based on how he is “[his] own person, so I…believed” (Everett 45), which prompts him to leave the school where his resemblance to Sidney Poitier was used by Miss Hancock as a justification for raping him (Everett 30). Instead, completely nonsensical events shape him into Sidney Poitier, making him the object, not the subject, of his life. He sees a body which he identifies as himself, which makes him Sidney Poitier through double negation (Everett 212). He is Sidney Poitier through structural and cosmic irony (Murfin, Ray 219). The audience knows that he will become Sidney Poitier because he is associated with this non-fictional public figure. Because Sidney Poitier is non-fictional, and is the “generic reference point for all black actors,”, a character named “Not Sidney Poitier” would automatically be associated with Sidney Poitier the actor before he could even demonstrate his personality to the society that forced him to take on the role of Sidney Poitier. The audience and its preconceptions therefore create the tragic structure of the novel: it is built between the non-fictional world of distant celebrity and the personal realm of the individual. The fictionalized versions of real people are echoes of the real world, and are caricatured as a response to how the world views them. Ted Turner speaking in non-sequiturs is an allusion to his influence outside the novel: he is perceived as being the thing which he is associated with, television and the white noise it produces. Jane Fonda is little more than a sex symbol in I Am Not Sidney Poitier, as society has conflated the entirety of her “self” with that aspect of herself. In a similar vein, Not Sidney is conflated with Sidney Poitier by the audience that sees them as similar in physique and race, which causes Not Sidney, who initially did not fit into his role, to be used by the arbitrary plot points to the end of becoming Sidney Poitier. The audience does not receive catharsis from I Am Not Sidney Poitier because they are among the forces that caused Not Sidney’s life to end by being absorbed into Sidney Poitier’s existence.

    Dionysos and Not Sidney Poitier are not tragic heroes for opposing reasons. Dionysos is not a tragic hero because he shirks his responsibilities, choosing to be killed as a human instead of suffering with his godly destiny. In contrast Not Sidney takes on the burdens from our society, and loses his humanity despite his choice to be an individual.

TedTalk: Media Mogul

by Hannah Smith and Lauren Silverman

Percival Everett’s I Am Not Sidney Poitier is a novel characterized by the media, if not for a presence of media within the novel, then for the borrowing of people and names that all relate, in some form or another to the field of television media and entertainment. This is most prominent in the character of Ted Turner, who shares the accomplishment of his namesake from reality in his owning and founding of multiple news and television networks, including CNN and TBS, and is categorized as a ‘Media Mogul’ by many, such as Everett himself.  This is coupled by the sprinkling of comments made by various characters that speak against the growth of the media nation that America has slowly become. 

Working as the backbone of the novel’s media commentary is the character version of Ted Turner, media mogul. Throughout Everett’s work, Turner speaks in what can only be described as a stream of consciousness, moving fluidly from topics he discusses with Not Sidney, and musing of his own that often contain more significance than he intended. Often, Ted talks about the media industry and the things he plans for his own networks as if he could do anything at all without consequence to his viewers. 

At one point, he sits with Not Sidney in a common area between their sections of Turner’s mansion and he rants about the myriad of terrible shows on television, saying that “you can’t show the news and The Three Stooges all the time …And aw hell son, who can afford to make brand-new crappy shows, and who wants to? Especially with so many crappy shows just sitting in cans waiting to be aired again?” In this quote alone, Turner begins by grouping the news with The Three Stooges, the source that people look towards for the important events occurring in their country, with one of the classic comedy troupes of the mid-twentieth century. To Turner, there was nothing distinguishing one of those as more sober than the other, only two forms of entertainment. 

While she was alive, Not Sidney’s mother declares to him that  “it won’t be enough to report it, news will have to be made… That’s where we’ve gone, everything in this country is entertainment.” Ted, the owner of these networks, the dictator of what can pass through to viewers, proved Not Sidney’s mother correct in his acceptance of the presentation of the news as just another “crappy show” that audiences to tune into. 

Not’s mother disapproved of the news, and yet, for no given explanation, she invests her savings into the ideas of Ted Turner, media mogul. This may tie into a possible explanation for why Everett chose to call him “Not Sidney Poitier.” Sidney Poitier, throughout his career was distinguished in the eyes of the entertainment industry, and though Not Sidney’s mother never gave the impression that she had heard of the actor before, it is likely that she knew the name from the extent that he appeared on television. The significance then, of calling him Not Sidney Poitier may have been used as the intentional separation of the protagonist from the grip of the media. Ironically, it is his mother’s investments that place him on the path to involve himself in the industry that his mother loathed and warned him away from.

If it wasn’t for his mother, Not Sidney would have never been taken in by Ted Turner, media mogul. Subsequently, if it wasn’t for him living with Ted Turner, media mogul, Not Sidney would have never been introduced to Podgy Patel, who suggested buying a television network to Not Sidney, who cared so little about where his money was going, so long as he was spending some that he accepted the idea willingly. And so, Not Sidney Poitier became the head of a television network, similar to Ted Turner, media mogul, without the least desire to involve himself in the decisions of what to air, instead entrusting that to Podgy, who is implied to have changed the target audience of the network to suit his culture. 

Besides their living situation, the one common thread between Not Sidney, and Ted Turner, media mogul, is their extraordinary affluence. Not Sidney’s mother is described by him as “the kind of grass-roots, if not proletarian, person he [Ted] wanted to imagine his media world touching, however tangentially, on his way to great and obscene wealth.” Both men purchased networks as simply another thing to do with their money, and neither one seems to care if the shows airing on their networks had any value to society. Ted Turner, as a media mogul, cared only that his wallet was expanding, while Not Sidney cared only that he was spending money, and never cared whether it led him to greater wealth, or less. 

While young, Not Sidney’s tutor, Betty, once said that “‘The mass media and the oil, they’re the movers, the facilitators. Politicians are just tools used to make us think we have some choice and a little power.’” She groups together the oil and media industries for their reputations as existing in the country’s highest economic class. Like Sidney’s mother, Betty is against the media, viewing media moguls such as Ted Turner as if anyone with the power to shape the thoughts of others, or the progress of the nation as having the obligation to do the moral thing.

The Number 7

In my English 203 class we finished reading the book of poems from re: f (gesture) by Percival Everett, and all of the short poems within the book. The last poem was titled Logic and that poem seemed a bit all over the place; it seemed a bit disorganized in away. It started off talking about logic, to letters, to rats and then ends off with this a poem about the number 7. 

When we were reading this in class, I noticed there were little numbers in the upper left-hand corner, which indicated how many poems there were. The last poem was about number 7 and the little number told the reader it was the 6th poem. For some reason that bothered me a bit it just seemed like something was missing. The last page of the whole book was completely blank, even though that is common in some books it just seemed to me that it was put there for a reason. There needed to be something on this page to make it complete, to make it the 7th poem. 

The poem talking about the number 7 puts the number in the spotlight. For example, “Seven men lost, but not seven… All men will die but not seven” (70). There was just something about that number that was so intriguing to me. I had to find out this meaning, and really why Percival Everett ended his book of poems with this specific poem. 

I was determined to find out exactly what I wanted to know so I started researching the number 7. From the research I found a few interesting things that brought my thoughts to something more than the number 7 and this book of poems; but to another novel of Percival Everett’s we have read in this class, I Am Not Sidney Poitier. On one of the websites I was reading from, it said that the number 7 is an angel number and “…angel number 7 is an indication that you are introspective and thoughtful, and in touch with your deeper purpose in life”. Relating that back to Not Sidney Poitier, that just reminded me of when he was posing as Sidney Poitier and was telling a speech; he had to stand on the stage when he was given an award and had to give a speech that he didn’t prepare to people who thought he was someone else. Within a few words, he has made his speech tell the story of what has happened to him throughout the novel and how that has brought him to that current moment. As a reader, it seems that his speech is so well spoken that it doesn’t seem like he came up with it on the spot but instead he was speaking his purpose from the heart. The last sentence of the speech to me was the deepest part of his speech and just illustrated his purpose for the speech. It read, “…I AM NOT MYSELF TODAY” (234). This tells the reader that Not Sidney realizes his purpose in life is much more than what he is going through. By telling the audience this in his speech is a signal that he understands his purpose and understands the truth which at that moment was how he wasn’t himself today. 

A site that was focused more on the religious standpoint of the number, had a view on the number. According to the Bible Study website, “Seven is the number of completeness and perfection (both physical and spiritual)”. The one word that stood out to me the most in the quote was “completeness”, going back to my quote said by Not Sidney, he realized that he didn’t have that “completeness” in his life which brought him to the fact that he wasn’t himself. Even though Not Sidney wasn’t himself at that exact moment when he was giving the speech, he knew something was missing and that was all due to him not being his true self. 

All of the thinking about Not Sidney still never answered my question about exactly why Percival Everett left off with the poem he did. Well not until I read something about the number 7 on a website about numerology. According to this website, “The number 7 is the seeker, the thinker…”. That quote just made me think about everything I was and am doing. Having the number 7 as the “thinker” is like what I am doing when trying to figure out exactly why Percival Everett left on how he did.

All of the novels we have read in class so far has gotten me to think about something whether it be relating intertextuality between the novels, or real-life issues or anything. The whole purpose of it all was to think that the number 7 is meant for like this website has said. So, in ending with the poem about the number 7 Everett isn’t just ending the book of poems but instead is leaving the reader’s mind to wander. In doing this he allows the reader to think that they probably didn’t start doing when initially reading the poems. 

An Icon of American Character

Reflecting on one’s actions and transforming from one’s realizations “is what education and learning are about” (Williams, Wooliams, Spiro 121). One transforms into a version of oneself who is better suited to achieve one’s goals. But what are we reflecting on? Are we reflecting on ourselves, or is it possible that we can observe a version of ourselves through the lens of what we “should” become based on American societal values? Can we claim that we are entirely ourselves just because we are not physically the role models our society believes we should become? Continue reading “An Icon of American Character”

An End Goal of Catharsis

I find myself on repeat beginning my blog posts with something that is concrete; whether that be a quote from one of the books we have read in class, or a definition from Wikipedia (which may or may not be considerably less concrete, depending on which professor you ask), and I believe that this blog post will be no different. Because, while whether or not a novel resolves in catharsis is up to the reader (and therefore not concrete), the definition of catharsis is concrete. According to The Bedford Glossary of Critical and Literary Terms, the definition of catharsis (katharsis) is as follows: “the emotional effect a tragic drama has on its audience.” While this definition is true, I would like to dispute the use of “tragic drama.” Catharsis can be the result of not just tragic dramas; I would like to argue that it can be the result of any story that has a definitive end. However, the amount of catharsis has the capacity to change depending on the story being told and the one who is reading it.

Previously, I have often found myself considering catharsis to be synonymous with satisfaction; a word that the Merriam-Webster dictionary defines as “the fulfillment of a need or want.” Furthermore, the definition of satisfaction could be elaborated to “the fulfillment of one’s wishes, expectations, or needs, or the pleasure derived from this” according to a simple Google search. What is crucial in this elaboration is the word expectations—as it is common, in most stories, that expectations are developed in the reader, that are later hopefully paid off to high effect by the author. This, in my observations, has produced the feeling of catharsis—or satisfaction—that I have defined. For an example of this technique in story writing, look no further than the writing trope of Chekhov’s Gun: the idea that, if in the first chapter it is stated that there is a rifle hanging on the wall, in the second or third chapter that rifle will go off. The setting off of this rifle has satisfied an expectation that has been developed, hopefully creating catharsis in the reader.

I find it ironic that in my previous blog post “Rats from Rags and Dust” I cited the Greek philosopher Aristotle on his theory of spontaneous generation, and I find myself, once again, citing him on his ideas on catharsis. Be that as it may, according to The Bedford Glossary of Critical and Literary Terms, Aristotle was the one to introduce the idea of catharsis to literary criticism; but instead of viewing it in the context of audience satisfaction, catharsis originated as an idea of purgation or purification. The word “catharsis,” or its Greek equivalent, “katharsis,” literally means these two things. As stated by The Bedford, Aristotle sought “to explain the feeling of exaltation or playgoers commonly experience during and after the catastrophe (which invariably foregrounds suffering, defeat, and even death).” How could an audience feel catharsis, a feeling similar to satisfaction, following a tragic event that resulted in the defeat and/or death of a play’s protagonist(s)?

To put it simply, you do not have to have a happy ending to have catharsis. To return to the idea of purging and purification, catharsis can also be viewed as a release. The Greek tragedies that Aristotle examined typically built up fear and pity in the audience, which continued to grow as the tragedy became more and more evident, until, finally, there could be a release when the catastrophe—defined by The Bedford as “the culmination of the falling action in the plot of a story or drama”—revealed itself. This, in turn, would purge, or purify, the viewer of all emotions of fear, pity, and overall tension, because what they had been dreading for the protagonist finally occurred. It is in this way that Aristotle believed that attending plays could be beneficial for the audience members, because they could experience a sensation of relief and exaltation.

If that is the case, and stories or narratives with cathartic endings are viewed and beneficial and more satisfactory to the audience, should catharsis be the end goal of every novel with a consistent plot? In our ENGL 203 course, we have read two concrete narratives by Percival Everett—the first was Frenzy, which drew from historical Greek plays such as “The Bacchae” (a tragedy not dissimilar to the ones Aristotle would have studied in an attempt to define catharsis), and I Am Not Sidney Poitier, a less structured novel which was more fluid in its telling. When considering these narratives in the context of catharsis, I have come to the conclusion that Frenzy’s conclusion was arguably more satisfying than I Am Not Sidney Poitier’s. 

Catharsis is an element familiar to classical stories that follow highly structured narratives—more similar to Frenzy, as it draws inspiration from classical Greek plays, and resolves with Vlepo killing his master Dionysos, something that could have been foreseen with all of Dionysos’ talk of sleep and his difference from other gods. In comparison, I Am Not Sidney Poitier is a more contemporarily-structured novel, and Not Sidney almost seems to end up at his conclusion, stating “I AM NOT MYSELF TODAY” as the novel concludes. Therefore, though catharsis may be present in more classically-structured works, other contemporary novels do not necessarily have it as their end goal.

A Blazon “Body”?

“Adorned with beautyes and vertues store,

Her goodly eyes lyke Saphyres shining bright,

Her forehead yvory white,

Her cheeks lyke apples which the Sun hath rudded…”

(original spelling from Poetry Foundation)

Above is an excerpt from the poem “Epithalamion” by Edmund Spenser. I’ve included this poem at the start of this post to give an example of the poetic mode, blazon. According to the Poetry Foundation, blazon uses literary devices such as metaphor, simile, and other forms of figurative language to describe the physical attributes of a subject. The subject is often female but not exclusively. The physical attributes of the subject are compared to beautiful, mystical, or rare objects. This is certainly evident in the excerpt from “Epithalamion”. Spenser uses simile to compare his subject’s eyes to shiny jewels, metaphor to describe her pristine-looking forehead, and simile again for her cheeks, which are as red as a ruddy apple. As stated in the Poetry Foundation’s description of blazon, this technique was made famous by Francesco Petrarca, Italian scholar and poet. Petrarca depicts his female beloved by describing her in parts, similar to Spencer’s poem above. Blazon also thrived amongst poets during the Elizabethan literary period when “Epithalamion” was written. Blazon still occurs in contemporary literature.

One possible example of blazon in modern literature is in Percival Everett’s re: f (gesture). This collection of poems includes a section labeled “Body” where each poem is entitled with the medical term for a body part, followed by a description of that body part. In my previous post, I deliberated this use of scientific language in poetry. I came to the conclusion that Everett’s reason for doing this was to give the reader a realistic depiction of the human body. Of course, I don’t know Everett’s intentions, but I believe that he wrote the poems in admiration of the body to celebrate its natural features. This choice of language also helps determine whether or not the poems are classified as blazon or not.

For example, if I examine the poem titled, “Labia Majora”, I see anatomical terminology that describes a women’s vulva, “Posteriorly lost in the neighboring integument, between areolar tissue, sweet fat, vessels, nerves.” Because the description is of female genitalia, the criteria that the blazon often centers around a female subject is full-filled. However, the scientific language used does not compare the body part to a rare gem or a blissful sunrise, like a typical blazon might. Instead, it chronicles the aspects of the labia major with literal, scientific terms. Even though I decided in my previous post that Everett does this as a celebration of the human body, is not done in the traditional way that the blazon celebrates its subject. So, can Everett’s poems in “Body” be considered a blazon?

To better comprehend this question, I want to look at what contreblazon is. The Poetry Foundation defines contreblazon as the invert of blazon. Poems that are contreblazon compare the subject’s attributes to something wonderful but then negate it, changing the meaning. William Shakespeare’s famous Sonnet number 130 is an example of this, “My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the Sun, Coral is far more red than her lips red…”. I would not say that the poems in “Body” represent a contreblazon. This is because I believe that Everett wrote the poems to celebrate and recognize the human body. So, the contreblazon, which is a device used to insult the subject’s physical appearance, isn’t fitting.

I am convinced that the poems in “Body” would be an example of blazon despite their lack of some of the traditional elements normally in a blazon. Sure, the body parts are not compared to stunningly beautiful natural phenomena or objects, but the way each poem is written makes it clear to the reader that Everett admires the subject’s beauty. This is evident by Everett’s inclusion of every small detail of each body part and his crafting of each word or phrase.

In my opinion, Everett’s choice to use literal language instead of figurative, is more alluring than the more traditional blazon, “Epithalamion” referenced above. I feel this way because the way conventional blazons are written, the woman is never revered as she is, but instead is compared to another object. Of course, this objectifies the woman and causes women readers (like me) to assume that I cannot be beautiful the way I am unless I look like a gemstone! Also, in the poems in “Body”, Everett discusses some unusual parts of his subject’s body that would normally not be considered beautiful. An example being the previously referenced poem, “Labia Majora”. Not only is this body part often not discussed at all in literature, it is almost never looked at through poetry as a beautiful thing. While this honest viewpoint in “Body” may make some readers uncomfortable, it allows me to realize that every part of our human bodies is naturally beautiful as is.

Percival Everett’s “Body” represents a non-traditional and contemporary blazon that calls attention to the human body differently than most blazon poetry. This divergent interpretation can cause readers to look at societal standards of beauty and assess what really is beautiful.

Can Logic be too much?

When reading Percival Everett’s book of poems titled, “re: f (gesture)” there’s a section named Logic. Logic is the shortest of the 3 sections in this book. When reading through Logic, there’s a poem that caught my attention and intrigued me. The poem that intrigued me is the 3rd one in the section. The third poem speaks about memory, “Does my memory of you consist in parts? Simple, component in parts?” (Everett, 67)

Poem 3 is an interesting one in my opinion. This is because I’ve always been fascinated with the mind, and why we as humans do what we do. The part of the poem that sparked my interest was the first couple sentences I mentioned earlier. “Does my memory of you consist in parts? Simple, component parts?” (Everett, 67) I’ve learned that the mind does amazing things to protect us from trauma, like blocking out an event from your memory. This is like a defense mechanism for our body, and our mind. According to a Science Daily article, “According to McLaughlin, if the brain registers an overwhelming trauma, then it can essentially block that memory in a process called dissociation, or detachment from reality. ‘The brain will attempt to protect itself,’ she added.” (Science Daily) By doing this, your brain does protect itself, it protects you as well from facing any heartache, or emotional trauma. “Dissociation causes a lack of connection in a person’s thoughts, memory and/or sense of identity and it’s extremely common to experience a case of mild dissociation. For example, if you’ve recently gotten ‘lost’ in a book or daydreamed at work, then you’ve experienced a common form of mild dissociation. A severe and more chronic form of dissociation is seen in mental illnesses and rare forms of dissociative disorders, such as dissociative identity disorder, which was once called multiple personality disorder. The same way the body can wall-off an abscess or foreign substance to protect the rest of the body, the brain can dissociate from an experience. In the midst of trauma, the brain may wander off and work to avoid memory. However, not all psyches are alike, and what may be severe trauma for one person may not be as severe for another person.” (Science Daily) When a major event happens the ensues trauma, your brain blocks that memory out, basically, it crumbles it up like a piece a paper and throws it away from your mind.

One question that popped into my mind while reading this poem, can logic be a sort of trauma? Can one person learn so much, that it just becomes so much, that the person must block out some pieces of knowledge and relearn all of that blocked out knowledge. I scrolled around the web and I found an intriguing article from Teaching Tolerance. “Students who are experiencing trauma can be retraumatized in school through poorly chosen readings, activities, and assignments. Gorski offers an example, ‘I often hear from students who are learning about racism in the past tense,’ he says. ‘For instance, they are reading To Kill a Mockingbird and learning about what it was like for people of color ‘back then’. At the same time, they are experiencing racism in school and in their communities in the present tense.” (Gaffney) This can be blocked out by students, because they are learning about it in the classroom, but it’s happening out of the classroom as well. Students might be dealing with this themselves, so, the brain blocks this, to protect them. “Outside of individual lessons, other curricular structures can harm students. Kass Minor, a consultant with the Teachers College Inclusive Classrooms Project, says one common policy that does real harm is tracking, the practice of sorting and separating students based on perceived academic ability. Although tracking may be intended to offer extra support for students who need it, the messages it sends are anything but supportive.” (Gaffney) One thing I learned when I entered the education major, and when I started working with kids in general, I learned to never display their academic work on for everyone to see. It not only embarrasses the child, but it also embarrasses the family as well. This is a form of trauma that some parents, even teachers, aren’t even aware of. I know some teachers may not intend for this to be the meaning of the display, but it ends up hurting and traumatizing the child.

A quote that is stated in the article by Cornelius Minor, “As teachers, we do things for kids because they are human, not because they will thank us or because we caught them being ‘good’” (Gaffney) This quote is true; kids are humans too. Kids have faults, kids get tired of learning for an hour straight, they have a short attention span. When they see something shiny, they stare at the shiny item. Just like in the movie “Up!”, when Doug see’s, well thinks he sees, a squirrel. He trails off for a second, and then comes back to reality. Kids are innocent enough, coming from a teacher-to-be perspective, give a child a break once in a while to have them go play.

Works Cited:

“Can You Unconsciously Forget an Experience?” ScienceDaily, Texas A&M University, 9 Dec. 2016, https://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2016/12/161209081154.htm.

Gaffney, Carrie. “When Schools Cause Trauma.” Teaching Tolerance, 2019, https://www.tolerance.org/magazine/summer-2019/when-schools-cause-trauma.

7 (6)

Percival Everett’s poem “6” from the Logic section of his book re: f(gesture) is, interestingly enough, not about six, but rather about seven. The poem opens with “Seven men / can be obliterated” (Everett 70). Following this, seven becomes the focal point of the poem, mentioned seven times including this first instance. I found this intriguing and definitely ironic; why is seven so important that it’s in the spotlight of a poem called “6”?

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A Beautiful Body

In Percival Everett’s collection of poems, re: (f) gesture, there is a section that focuses on body parts. It is appropriately called “Body”. Each poem is entitled with the biological term for the body part being described. This scientific language seen in each title is also present throughout the poems as they describe that body part’s features and functions. The dialect Everett choses to use in his descriptions is a helpful tool in understanding the meaning of the poems. 

The language in Everett’s “Body” alternates between the colloquial language that I am more familiar with, and terminology that almost mimics a medical diagnosis. An example of this medical language can be seen with the poem entitled “Nasal Fosse”. This title refers to what is more commonly referred to as a nose. Everett continues this poem by describing the various parts of the nose and its canals, “…the posterior nares in the naso pharynx”. This language is not commonly used in poetry or in literature in general. So, the fact that Everett has chosen to use such scientific language in a poem piques my interest. I want to examine poetry as a literary form and explore Everett’s decision to include scientific vocabulary in his poems.

Poetry is defined in the Bedford Glossary of Critical and Literary Terms as “literary expression characterized with particular attention to rhythm, sound, and the concentrated, concrete use of language.” The Bedford continues by characterizing poetry as a literary genre and comparing it to other artistic forms of expression such as dance. With these attributes in mind, one can assume that poetry falls under the realm of the humanities. Speaking on behalf of the many stereotypes I have personally witnessed, the humanities are often thought of as a creative, philosophical, and abstruse discipline. Because of its non-concrete nature, the humanities are often seen as lesser than other areas of concentration of study.  I have often heard the joke towards a humanities major about what he or she could “realistically” do with his/her degree once out of college.

Science, on the other hand, is a more valued and respected area of study in our society. It revolves around tested theories and mathematical equations, ensuring to others that it is based on the facts of our world. People who study science are supposedly unopinionated and detached from their work, contrasting with the creative humanities that generally place emphasis on the person’s emotions. The differences between these two practices are great, and yet both disciplines are intertwined in many ways. The long-standing partition of paradigm between these two concentrations prevents humans from realizing the capabilities that both practices can offer us together.

Joe Moran explores this issue in Science, Space, and Nature. Moran explains where the divergence between the humanities and the sciences potentially began with Francis Bacon’s formulation of scientific discovery. Bacon argues against believing in the arbitrary and that “human beings… should be studied without fixed preconceptions” that the humanities are apparently full of. These ideals enhanced the credibility of the sciences while making the humanities seem less plausible. Thus, the sciences and humanities were innately separated ever since. Or were they? Moran continues by showing various times when scientific endeavors have used literary techniques from the humanities and vice versa. One example is through map-making. One would probably consider maps to fall under scientific boundaries. However, there is evidence of the literary use of metaphor within maps. This is because maps are not the actual territory, they present but a mere representation of that territory, just like how a metaphor in language represents a situation without actually embodying it. Moran also includes data describing how maps were often works of fiction in earlier times, where the inspiration did not come from the topographical features of the territory, but instead from speculation of the territory’s inhabitants. Moran’s argument that maps are interdisciplinary is significant because it proves that the humanities and the sciences are interlocking despite what people’s original beliefs are.

Percival Everett does his own version of interlocking of these two disciplines through his poems in “Body”. While I can never truly know the author’s intentions, analyzing Everett’s choice of language allows me to consider different ideas that he possibly wants to come across in his writing. Perhaps he wants the reader to see the beauty of the human body in its natural form. The jargon that Everett uses is medical, but the poems aren’t written as a medical description of the body. Instead, they are written as beautiful depictions admiring the human body. This is evident in the poem, “The Sternum”, “Oblique in inclination from above and downward, it is my shield.” Here, Everett describes the shape of the sternum literally, yet compares it to protective armor figuratively. By using both literary and scientific terms, Everett is able to convey a unique meaning with this poem. Everett also doesn’t shy away from arresting details of the human body with this language, “…they press gently past vulval orifice, toward her anus” (Labia Majora). I believe that this is a very powerful way to write. He does not sugar-coat any graphic descriptions of body parts and by doing so, allows the reader to truly marvel at how the human body works. In my opinion, the scientific language allows for a more realistic interpretation of the beauty of the body. It also connects the more credible discipline of the sciences with poetry of the humanities making the poems themselves more conceivable.

Percival Everett’s “Body” is a celebration of the human body in its realest form. Through his use of biological and literary words, Everett’s “Body” is a perfect example of interdisciplinary writing. This choice of language affects the overall meaning of the poems and influences the reader’s interpretation.

Rats from Rags and Dust

5

From rags and dust

A rat is formed in the cellar.

It was not there before.

Only rats and dust

—Percival Everett, “Logic” from re: f (gesture)

Spontaneous generation is a theory that suggests that living organisms have the capability to arise from nonliving matter. It is an intriguing idea, the thought that mice could be produced by simply leaving cheese wrapped in rags and leaving it in a dark corner for a week—the theory altogether ignores the idea that mice might simply be attracted by the cheese, and instead hypothesizes that mice were created from the cheese. Aristotle (384–322 BC), the Greek philosopher, has been noted as one of the earliest scholars to engage with the theory of spontaneous generation. He proposed that life had the capability to generate from nonliving material, but only if that material contained pneuma, or what he called “vital heat.” To support his theory, Aristotle cited instances of animals appearing in environments that had been previously devoid of those animals, such as the “seemingly sudden appearance of fish in a new puddle of water.”

The whole idea feels similar to the works of medieval alchemists, who searched for a way to turn lead into gold, perfect an elixir of immortality, or create the philosopher’s stone. And indeed, the theory of spontaneous generation would remain largely undisputed until the seventeenth century. To many, I suspect, it mattered little where mice and fish originated from, whether that be from the environment directly or from normal reproduction—all that mattered was that they were present, and that cats could catch the mice that fed on the wheat in their barns, and the fish in the water could be caught and eaten for dinner.

It would not be until 1668 that the theory would be officially debunked by Francesco Redi in his experiment involving maggots and rotting meat. Some may remember this experiment from their high school biology class, but if not, Redi conducted his experiment by setting three jars containing rotting meat out on a table: the first open to the air, the second sealed tightly with a cork, and the third covered in mesh. At the end of the experiment, there were maggots on the meat in the first jar, none in the second jar, and maggots on top of the mesh on the third jar. From this, Redi concluded that spontaneous generation theory was unfounded.

Upon reading Percival Everett’s fifth poem in the collection titled “Logic,” I was immediately reminded of this medieval theory. Though I was more familiar with the instance of mice from cloth and cheese rather than rats from rags and dust, the idea still stands; what is described in this poem has many similarities to the medieval theory of spontaneous generation. “From rags and dust/A rat is formed in the cellar./It was not there before” speaks clearly to this idea of spontaneous generation; the idea that something organic and living can arise from something that is not, and can arise spontaneously.

In our ENGL 203 class, we were asked by Professor McCoy to read these poems in the contexts of New Criticism and intertextuality—what meaning could be gained from these poems if we looked at just the poems themselves, versus the poems in the context of what we knew? If I was to read this fifth poem of “Logic” without the background knowledge of spontaneous generation, a majority of the meaning of this poem would be lost to me. The history of the idea the poem is depicting would have to be entirely ignored; instead, all that would be left is the instance of a rat arising from rags and dust, something that was not there before. Something that most people today know cannot happen because of Francesco Redi and other historical scientists’ work on the subject.

And perhaps that is what Percival Everett was trying to say when he wrote this poem. In a broad observation, the poems of this collection attempt to communicate meaning without referencing much of any outside work or context. The are, in the simplest sense, “logic”—givens and universal truths, like in the sixth poem, where the idea that the number seven cannot be destroyed, but seven men can be. However, if the fifth poem in this collection is viewed the same way, what would be communicated is a blatant lie—rats do not come from rags and dust, they come from the reproduction of other rats. In this case, if this poem was read with a mindset of New Criticism, all sense of logic would be lost.

It is for this reason that I believe that this collection of poems can be observed as Percival Everett’s critique of New Criticism. Or, at least, these poems offer and explanation as to why we shouldn’t only read works of literature through the lens of New Criticism. If we neglect the intertextuality of different works of literature, that literature has the capability to both lose meaning while simultaneously communicating false or confusing ideas. The reader, in a sense, falls into the mindset of the medieval people who believed that rats could simply arise from rags and dust.