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Originally Posted by Andrew Mandelbaum
His poetry does not reflect violence in the world. It is cropped. It reflects only the violent.
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I'll need you to unpack that a bit more in order for me to understand what you mean.
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Celan responded to Adorno: ‘No poem after Auschwitz: what sort of an idea of a “Poem” is being implied here? The arrogance of the man who hypothetically and speculatively has the audacity to observe or report on Auschwitz from the perspective of nightingales and song thrushes.’ It is interesting that *Adorno never cornered the barbarism of philosophy into quiet the same pause.
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Absolutely agree with Celan's analysis of what Adorno meant; disagree with your interpretation of what Seidel is doing. I'd say, by contrast, that Celan's poetry (not to knock him--I'm not well-versed enough in it for a full-on analysis) is more "nightingales and song thrushes" to me—dense, obfuscating, and difficult. The sort of poetry that is non-relatable, that is irrelevant, that is old. To make Auschwitz (my grandpa was
in Auschwitz, by the way) something so holy that we cannot even poke a little fun at it, as Seidel does in "Mr. Delicious", is to a do a disservice to the reality of the spectacle. For me, the lines about the sex sounds Germans make in "Mr. Delicious" ring more viscerally true than all the strange compound words Celan makes up in his works (or those I've read).
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It is the instrumentality of violence that says what poetry does is very little. Of course it would say that. I imagine writers who have died for it like Mandelstam would be surprised to find out how sleight a thing they held after all. But I can't speak for the dead. All I can do is compare the fruit of the trees. And maybe the trees themselves.
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It's fascinating then that Seidel is a devotee of Mandelstam; read his earlier work and references and dedications abound. I don't say poetry doesn't "do" anything; I just say that the world is violent and brutal and a poetry that acknowledges that, that even revels in it at times and doesn't hide behind obscurity or conventions of "beauty" is valuable for the way it exposes the dark & light of human nature.
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His poetry isn't saying anything about friendship and complicity, at least not in the way expressed here. You are saying that for him. At least that is how it seems to me. I have seen the Jew as marshmallow poem. We are way apart here. I have been working all week through some various commentaries and dialogues about the Armenian genocide. I didn't recognize any use or relevance for Mr. Delicious. The universal complicity was palpable in the distance our words and questions were drowning in. But I don't see anything courageous in Siedel's laying down in it and rolling about.
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I disagree that Seidel's poetry isn't about friendship and complicity: if you read his works and not just scattered poems, you'll find that the only time he melts into something like "sentiment" is when discussing his actual friends, his "real life", and
not the obscure, politicised world of public opinion and "atrocity". That's why a poem like "Pain Management" melts into the lines "Art throws the dog a bone / I am ashamed of my poem" or a poem like "Me" ends with the realisation that
There was that time in Stockholm when, so strangely,
Outside a restaurant, in blinding daylight, a tiny bird
Circled forever around us and then without a word
Lightly, lightly landed on my head and settled there
And you burst into tears. I was unaware
That ten years before the same thing had happened just
After your young daughter died and now it must
Have been Maria come back from the dead a second time to speak
And receive the recognition we all seek.
It's why even "Miami in the Arctic Circle," which I mentioned above, is a sort of sick paean for a lost world (it ends "This is the end./ Testing, one two three, this is a test") of "The Hollow Men" when the world
might actually end instead of drag painfully and meaninglessly on. (That's my interpretation, at least.)
Sure, these are not happy or pretty poems. But I find them moving and important, on the whole (there are some duds, of course).
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Originally Posted by R. S. Gwynn
After all, we're pretty obsessed with the lives of the idle rich, so there's one good reason to explore the poetry further.
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I think that sells Seidel's verse drastically short: sure, he's rich, and he writes from his perspective, as he said in an interview with NYTMag, "unapologetically" (or something like that); but the themes are, of course, much broader, as with all good writing.
If you do order it, I hope you like it.