Poetry in Light of Documentary

Selections from an essay by Jill Magi, published in Chicago Review 59:1/2.

 

A Preface in January 2016

 

Years ago I invited a colleague, an historian and an African-Americanist, to present on the historical context around Zora Neale Hurston’s Their Eyes Were Watching God. What I learned about American history in that fifty-minute session was huge. It seemed to me, from my notes, that about every three minutes he lectured on some aspect or event of history for which I had no previous knowledge. I was going to school.

Yet I had claimed to be race-aware and to have a well thought out theory of why the literature I was teaching should cut across a wide section of race and ethnic identifications in the United States. It was a core humanities class at a public, urban university. The books on my syllabus were works that would have some confluence, I thought, with the lives of my students. I wasn’t wrong about that, but when my colleague came and lectured, I saw just how much I did not know about race and American history, or that the history of the U. S. was a history of race. The intellectual segregation of black and white ā€œhistoriesā€ is built on false notions of lived experience and structures of power.

I think this knowledge may be important for poetry now. Aesthetics are never apolitical. Learning about the literary debates circulating inside black art and representations—how to write the African-American experience, or how not to have to take up the task—reveals an anxiety not necessarily present for white writers. Literature, so long as structural racism exists, is going to be sociological even in its rejection of that mandate.

A second classroom story: I invited another colleague to present on W. E. B. Du Bois and ā€œdouble consciousness.ā€ The most memorable moment of the lecture was when she asked the class: ā€œWho might not need to have this double consciousness—or triple consciousness if we are talking also about women of color?ā€ The answer, of course, is ā€œwhite people.ā€ As a shifting category, whiteness is characterized by a naturalized subjectivity that makes invisible the dynamics of its own construction. So once a person is ā€œwhite,ā€ they mostly do not have to sort through the multiple and painfully incongruous ways in which they are seen by others. Put another way: sometimes my mom used to say ā€œjust leave me beā€ when she was tired. Whiteness is being able to say this and pretty much know that you are going to get ā€œOK, sureā€ as a response.

For those who reach across race and color lines in making literature: the point is not to not reach, but that in so doing, to understand that your subject position as author is not neutral, it never was, and if you have not devoted some time to the study of race in America and African-American historiography, then your representations will likely pull up ā€œflatā€ at the least, and ā€œharmfulā€ and ā€œoffensiveā€ at the worst. Yes, the work may be ā€œtrueā€ because it reflects or embodies the persistence of structural racism. But after post-structuralism, I hope we can go further into questions of context and ask, of the literature we make, ā€œwhose truth?ā€ and ā€œwhat is needed now?ā€

These questions of context, process, and product have applications beyond race and across many subjects. Perhaps the visibility of racism in the U. S. American context now is pressing on poets to take note, learn, instruct, nourish themselves with new methods, and to try to do better than the context they find themselves in. Self-censorship should be part of a writer’s revision process. And a certain kind of censorship should be part of a critic’s work—censorship as judging and appraising, rather than preventing. The idea is not to patrol literature. But the kind of freedom to say or make anything is a very simple freedom that has never been extended to everyone anyway.

Perhaps the questions I raise and the theory I explore in “Poetry in Light of Documentary” can help contemporary poets read and make work across race and color lines. In this essay, I engaged documentary theory and took its application to poetry as far as I could. I wanted to see how writing non-fiction ā€œproblem-basedā€ material and depicting subjectivities other than my own didn’t have to be accompanied by debilitating fear or a cavalier compositional method that would excuse me from serious study and self-reflection. I wanted a framework for an investigation of the relationship between the product and process of my work. I hope this essay opens up the idea that it is important to admit that poems have subjects, and those subjects are worth studying. Documentary theory articulates, above all else, that knowledge and form is never neutral. I hope sharing this theory can help others read and make new work.

JILL MAGI

Poetry in Light of Documentary

 

It is now well known that abstraction in painting was supported and encouraged by CIA initiatives in the 50s with the intent to steer artists and audiences away from social realism and aesthetic practices that took up ā€œreality.ā€Šā€ Even so, since the mid century, and especially in the 90s and into the 2000s, artists and critics have engaged aesthetics and reality with a post-structural apparatus, building a theory of documentary ļ¬ā€Šlm and theorizing ā€œthe documentary turnā€Šā€ in visual art. In a 2008 article published in Frieze entitled ā€œReality in the Age of Aesthetics,ā€Šā€ critic and art historian Mark Nash traces the history of this turn back to documenta 11 in 2002. He writes, ā€œExhibitions such as these sought, among other things, to explore a range of artistic practices that, in one way or another, attempted a connection with social and political reality.ā€Šā€ Nash continues,

It is certainly true that there is no longer any mileage to be gained from the opposition between ļ¬ā€Šction and reality…. At the same time documentary has become a means of attempting to re-establish a relationship to reality. The pertinent question, perhaps, is what kind of social, political or personal reality is being proposed.

I agree. Projects in the documentary mode engage reality—but more importantly, they require attention to representation as a non-neutral practice. As a poet and critic, I want to move discussions of ā€œpoetry and documentaryā€Šā€ away from deļ¬ā€Šnitional concerns such as ā€œwhat makes a poem documentary?ā€Šā€ and into this complex and generative space that considers representationā€”ā€œwhat kindā€Šā€ of reality, and whose reality, is being represented.

 

A Brief Nominal History of ā€œDocumentary Poetryā€Šā€

 

In the mid-90s the poetry journal CHAIN published an issue on ā€œdocumentary and poetry.ā€Šā€ Around that same time, at the University of Buffalo, Susan Howe taught a graduate course called ā€œDocumentary and Poetry.ā€Šā€ In peer-reviewed literary studies journals of the late 90s, discussions of Muriel Rukeyeser began to describe her work as ā€œdocumentary.ā€Šā€ These, according to my research, are some of the ļ¬ā€Šrst instances of ā€œdocumentaryā€Šā€ and ā€œpoetryā€Šā€ used in the same breath. Poets writing at the present time use the term ā€œdocumentaryā€Šā€ both in practice and by profession: poets call themselves ā€œdocumentary poetā€Šsā€Šā€ in bios and university courses, and panels at professional conferences have explored the term and practice. Since 2011 alone, publications ranging from the Poetry Foundation website, Coldfront magazine, and Jacket2 have published essays devoted to the topic; the 2007 Wesleyan anthology American Poets in the 21st Century: The New Poetics uses the terms ā€œdocumentary poeticsā€Šā€ and ā€œdocumentary poetryā€Šā€ without explanation. They appear to be naturalized terms: a 2011 review in The New Yorker describes C. D. Wrightā€™ā€Šs poetry as governed by ā€œdocumentary impulses.ā€Šā€

Despite this activity in the ļ¬ā€Šeld of poetry, most of the critical discussion of documentary poetry begins and ends with the question, ā€œWhat is it?ā€Šā€ This repeated deļ¬ā€Šnitional concern—a kind of nominal wheel spinning—may indicate that poets have assumed that theories of documentary are inapplicable to poetry. It might be the case that those who are interested in documentary poetry deļ¬ā€Šne it as ā€œotherā€Šā€ to lyric poetry and ļ¬ā€Šnd that difference satisfying enough. Fiā€Šnally, maybe no one has thought of exploring documentary theory and poetry, or had the time. For whatever reason, I feel there is more work to be done, and so this essay sets out to move past deļ¬ā€Šnitions and into a discussion of poetry and representation.

The introduction to the documentary special issue of CHAIN offers a question that may be typical of the assumptions that poets make about the purpose and function of documentary: ā€œWhat does it mean to create an objective text, a document that records supposedly without comment?ā€Šā€ The word ā€œsupposedlyā€Šā€ reveals that the editors are not certain that writing ā€œobjectivelyā€Šā€ is even possible, and in an era of increasingly corrupt journalism practices, it is understandable to want poetry of objective reportage. But to even imagine that poetry could be devoid of ā€œcommentā€Šā€ ignores post-structuralist thought on language, ļ¬ā€Šction, reality, and representation. It also ignores the critical history of documentary ļ¬ā€Šlm, as well as documentary ļ¬ā€Šlm theory that neither dismisses the desire for non-ļ¬ā€Šction truth, nor simpliļ¬ā€Šes the complications of authorship, gaze, and frame in pursuit of truth. In the ļ¬ā€Šelds of ļ¬ā€Šlm and visual arts, to claim that any ļ¬ā€Šlm or work of art might be objective and may be devoid of editorial comment and point of view, even as a non-ļ¬ā€Šctional system of representation, is an impossible claim and as a paradigm of analysis, useless. Also missing the post-structuralist mark, the Poetry Foundationā€™ā€Šs ā€œDocumentary Poetry and the Language Surgeā€Šā€ (2012) claims, ā€œThe documentary poem is meant to ā€˜testify to the often unheard voices of people struggling to survive in the face of unspeakable violence.ā€Šā€™ā€Šā€Šā€ This deļ¬ā€Šnition eclipses the fact that ļ¬ā€Šctional systems can also do this work, and eclipses the range of documentary approaches that authors utilize. There is Beloved by Toni Morrison—a ļ¬ā€Šction—and there is Emile de Antonioā€™ā€Šs ā€œIn The Year of the Pig,ā€Šā€ a documentary ļ¬ā€Šlm where the voices of the powerful are in fact strategically featured in order to reveal suppressed historical truth. It is therefore more accurate to say that how the violence and voices of the people are chosen, framed, and represented is key in documentary practices.

Attempts at deļ¬ā€Šning ā€œdocumentary poetryā€Šā€ ignore complex positions in contemporary art about intention, objectivity, representation, and what the function of art is and should be. They also ignore a robust body of theory that already exists in the world of documentary ļ¬ā€Šlm. In Representing Reality: Issues and Concepts in Documentary, ļ¬ā€Šlm theorist Bill Nichols proposes four modes of documentary: expository, observational, interactive, reļ¬‚ā€Šexive. A mix of critical and ļ¬ā€Šlmmaking categories, says Nichols, ā€œeach mode deploys the resources of narrative and realism differently, making from common ingredients different types of text with distinctive ethical issues, textual structures, and viewer expectations.ā€Šā€ā€Š1 Under the heading ā€œDocumentary Modes and Ethical Accountingā€Šā€ Nichols outlines the ā€œaxiographic questions regarding the stance of the ļ¬ā€Šlmmaker, the way in which he or she occupies space and negotiates the distance of the cameraā€™ā€Šs gazeā€Šā€ in each mode.

An exploration of these modes sheds light on their particular ethical challenges. I believe the same exploration would help poets at least begin to explore the questions of a workā€™ā€Šs technique and composition, intention, and potential effects on its audience and even its documentary subjects themselves. According to Nichols, ā€œThe camera reveals not only the world but its operatorā€™ā€Šs preoccupations, subjectivity, and valuesā€Š.” Replacing ā€œcameraā€Šā€ with ā€œpage,ā€Šā€ I want to offer three preliminary proposals for ā€œdocumentary and poetry,ā€Šā€ which may help readers and practitioners of documentary poetry to ask, ā€œWhere is the author in relation to this subject matter?ā€Šā€

Fiā€Šrst, there is an established practice of poetry as an art form that engages non-ļ¬ā€Šction—reality and history—and in this way, poets may look toward ā€œdocumentaryā€Šā€ as a discourse rather than try to draw deļ¬ā€Šnitional borders around the term ā€œdocumentary poetry.ā€Šā€ Second, a poem engaging non-ļ¬ā€Šction reality, no matter what its approach or style, will always pivot on an ethics; ethics may be explicit or implied, intended or not. Third, working in ā€œthe book,ā€Šā€ a medium distinct from ļ¬ā€Šlm and visual art, documentary poetry has the potential to illuminate aspects of documentary theory and practice. For example, where voiceover drops out and text is projected—not an uncommon move in video work and short ļ¬ā€Šlms by visual artists—how does the act of reading alter the subject position of audience, ļ¬ā€Šlmmaker, and the ļ¬ā€Šlmā€™ā€Šs subject and content? How might a deliberate consideration of multi-directional reading, the self-deļ¬ā€Šned pace of reading, and a readerā€™ā€Šs ability to reread and review inļ¬‚ā€Šuence the way a ļ¬ā€Šlm is composed? Might documentary poets, at times wary of lyricismā€™ā€Šs potential to lull or ā€œbeautifyā€Šā€ reality, yet attuned closely to the sound of language, present ļ¬ā€Šlmmakers with an expanded aural lexicon and a variety of scripts? If works of documentary poetry often come with an extensive notes section, what might the equivalent addendum or supplement be for a work of ļ¬ā€Šlm?

There may certainly be ways that Nicholsā€™ā€Šs theories, applied to poetry, fall short. Canā€™ā€Št poetry spawn its own distinct documentary modes? Why rely on ļ¬ā€Šlm theory? This might indeed be a terrain for future critical work. As I read through Nicholsā€™ā€Šs categories, I begin to see shared compositional approaches between documentary ļ¬ā€Šlm and poetry. But poetryā€™ā€Šs differences from ļ¬ā€Šlm might also contribute to the documentary discourse. The act of reading a book is quite different from viewing a ļ¬ā€Šlm, and though I elaborate on this point later in this essay, I will allude to it now. Not being bound to time and linearity, as ļ¬ā€Šlm is, a documentary poem has the potential to confront power in a way that ļ¬ā€Šlm will always struggle with—by activating a reader who is free to choose her pace and sequence. A reader can, while reading, back up, reread, annotate and research at will. This is not politically insigniļ¬ā€Šcant for non-ļ¬ā€Šction representation.

What I like about Nicholsā€™ā€Šs book is that his exploration of ethics is complete and attentive; he offers up a complication to the simpliļ¬ā€Šcations that are the danger of ethical debate. He suggests, ā€œRather than relying on ethics as the means whereby we can evaluate and rank documentary ļ¬ā€Šlm practices, an alternative tack would be to defamiliarize this very practice and implant it within another one: the attempt to challenge and subvert the dominant ideology of oppositions and hierarchy and the ethics that underwrite itā€Š.” I want to echo this proposition, and suggest that delving into ethics is only useful for a poetics if we are conscious of the limitations of the good-versus-bad binary, and willing to consider political and ideological contexts for a work of art and its reception. ā€œBeyond good and evil lie the dialectics of a social practice grounded in differences that do not coalesce into Them and Us, Self and Otherā€Š.ā€ This practice doesnā€™ā€Št mean ignoring ethics and the actions of individuals, but it does denote a ļ¬ā€Šeld of critical activity beyond rhetorical claims such as ā€œthis art is preferable to another.ā€Šā€

I want to activate this ā€œļ¬ā€Šeld of critical activityā€Šā€ in contemporary poetry as a response, in part, to something I have heard in our discourse: that it is an act of hubris to take on a subject matter ā€œoutsideā€Šā€ yourself, such as history, or to engage political, social, and macro- realms in poems. Some have posited that it is a disservice to poetry to believe that poetry can change anything, and that the aesthetic surfaces of such work are clunky and show a forgetfulness of what poetry can do: transcend reality. I do not necessarily disagree; there are valid points to engage in these critiques. But this essay comes from my interest in the ā€œandā€Šā€: the sense that both kinds of works are important and may, in fact, overlap at times.

I am also concerned that this blanketed critique of documentary poetry assumes a naturalized subject for whom matters of politics, matters of the outside world, are of no concern because they donā€™ā€Št have to be: in other words, the subject who occupies a position of privilege, who has no need to navigate W. E. B. Du Boisā€™ā€Šs idea of a double (or triple, or quadruple) consciousness. As Nichols points out, knowing is not neutral; neither, I would argue, is the ability to look away, to not have to know. I write this essay not to say that one kind of poetry is better, more relevant, and more needed than the other, but that a deep engagement with the ethics and modes of documentary may help more readers and writers unpack complexities across many kinds of poems. As a writer who has been called documentary at times, I write this essay also to suggest that, rather than defend that identity and pit documentary against other kinds of poetry, or to ignore critiques coming in from other ā€œcamps,ā€Šā€ it is far more interesting to seriously engage the issues that documentary raises by giving such works a thorough, critical read.

[. . .]

 

The Observational Mode in Fiā€Šlm

 

Sometimes called cinema vĆ©ritĆ©, or direct cinema, observational documentaries stress, as Nichols says, ā€œthe non-intervention of the ļ¬ā€Šlmmaker. Such ļ¬ā€Šlms cede ā€˜controlā€Šā€™ā€Š over the events that occur in front of the camera more than any other modeā€Š.ā€ The observational documentary eschews voice-over, music external to the film, and other devices such as reenactments and interviews. ā€œObservational filmmaking,ā€Šā€ posits Nichols, ā€œgives a particular inļ¬‚ā€Šection to ethical considerations,ā€Šā€ including ā€œwhether or not the author has received permission to ļ¬ā€Šlm, whether they are just furthering their career on the backs of others, whether the exposure of their subjects will harm or help them, and should the ļ¬ā€Šlmmakerā€™ā€Šs own opinions ļ¬ā€Šnd a place in the ļ¬ā€Šnal productā€Š.” In other words, of all the modes of documentary, the observational brings ethical questions undeniably to the fore. Instead of a focus on a problem/solution narrative, as expository works emphasize, observational ļ¬ā€Šlm most often attempts to capture the everyday and the typical. A close cousin to this mode is ethnography, with its desire to suspend authorial argument in order to more fully expose and describe.

Whereas ļ¬ā€Šlmmakers who work in this mode might intend to disappear as authors, and to make something impersonal, the effect of this tactic is often the opposite. Nichols articulates this irony: ā€œSince the mode hinges on the ability of the ļ¬ā€Šlmmaker to be unobtrusive, the issue of intrusion surfaces over and over within the institutional discourseā€Š.” Attempts at invisibility or non-intervention highlight, for the viewer, the author who has decided to turn the camera on. Rather than an impersonal ļ¬ā€Šlm, observational documentaries are often in fact quite personal—viewers are allowed to see, window-like, into the life of the social actors who are framed, and they may believe that the person behind the camera has gained seemingly complete access.

 

The Observational Mode in Poetry: Goldsmithā€™ā€Šs Soliloquy, a Reading by Place, Reznikoffā€™ā€Šs Holocaust and Fittermanā€™ā€Šs Holocaust Museum

 

Perhaps poetry that uses found or appropriated text may be thought of as an equivalent to the observational mode in documentary: an equivalent, to some extent, of turning on the camera and walking away as an author. The author who finds another authorā€™ā€Šs text and arranges it correlates, in intention or premise, to the ļ¬ā€Šlmmakerā€™ā€Šs notion of framing what is already happening with or without a filmmakerā€™ā€Šs presence.

Kenneth Goldsmithā€™ā€Šs Soliloquy comes to mind. Goldsmith composed the work by recording everything he said for one week in May, and transcribing it as one long text divided by days labeled ā€œActs.ā€Šā€ Any of Goldsmithā€™ā€Šs texts could be called observational, but because Soliloquy is so intimate I ļ¬ā€Šnd it a particularly strong example of documentary: Goldsmith, as author, comes up against the politics of the historical moment so directly. The juxtaposition of observational documentary (where the author only turns tape recorder on) and the lyric (where the life-in-language of the individual poet is the subject matter) is what interests me in this work.

I felt that I was being asked not to read Soliloquy, and because this seemed like a dare, I read every word. As a reader, that is my power: to read regardless of what the author assumes, and as the pages went on, I felt closer and closer to Goldsmith’s personal life. The textā€™ā€Šs early critiques of identity politics and art, as well as Goldsmithā€™ā€Šs discussions of his own poetics and projects, became more interesting as he mixed the two: the personal and the life of the artist in the art world. For example, I note the incredible intimacy in this passage in Act 6:

Do you want a drink Grandma? Iā€™ā€Šll get it for you you want? Blow your nose. No, Iā€™ā€Šm giving you a tissue. Did you get my letter? Good. Max, I got a present for you. Here you go, honey. Thatā€™ā€Šs from your Uncle Kenny. You like that present? Ok, I will wipe them off. Ma, here you go. Let me, uh, Iā€™ā€Šll wipe the chairs down. You enjoy it? Good, Iā€™ā€Šm glad Iā€™ā€Šm glad you got to see it. Yeah, well the others, the others are not interesting. Did you understand the article? You got the idea though? Did it give you an idea a little, uh, a little idea of what Iā€™ā€Šm up to? Good. Weā€™ā€Šll talk more about it. Let me wipe down the chair for Grandma.

As an untamed narrative, composed by a very transparent procedure, Soliloquy is one of the most romantic autobiographies I have ever read. With access so direct, we contemplate almost nothing other than Goldsmith himself. Soliloquy is incidentally confessional. Nicholsā€™ā€Šs idea that the observational mode in documentary centers on the missing and appearing ļ¬ā€Šlmmaker holds up. So while Goldsmith might argue that he doesnā€™ā€Št ā€œwrite,ā€Šā€ certainly Soliloquy is about the author entirely.

Reading through the lens of documentary, one might think of some of the work of Vanessa Place as confessional and observational, as well. This is to read Goldsmith and Place against the conventional grain, for they together have been called, and call themselves, ā€œconceptual writersā€Šā€ who oppose what they consider the naively self-expressive mode of Romantic lyric poetry. But I am not convinced of the critical value in importing the term ā€œconceptualā€Šā€ from the visual arts into writing and poetry; it may be a good way to generate text, but not a very interesting way to revise and read. As both authors are interested in non-ļ¬ā€Šctional representational systems—not the work of the imagination or the expressive work of the individual poet—I ļ¬ā€Šnd it generative to think about Goldsmith and Placeā€™ā€Šs work within the realm of documentary. When I do this, I can burn through what I feel is conceptual artā€™ā€Šs useless preoccupation—as far as poetry is concerned—with institutional critique and get to more interesting issues of ethics, representation, and reception.

In the winter of 2011, I heard Vanessa Place read at the University of Chicago from two projects. The ļ¬ā€Šrst featured court proceedings that recount the details of a child sexual abuse case. It is important to pause here to acknowledge that this discussion of Placeā€™ā€Šs work centers on listening at a reading—so, in a sense, I experienced the work almost as I would experience a documentary ļ¬ā€Šlm. Because I was not able to reread, reconsider, or seek out ancillary texts, the time-based nature of the poetry reading intensiļ¬ā€Šed some of the ethical issues emerging from Placeā€™ā€Šs work. The record appears to be unedited, and as Place read the transcript, she also read cataloguing or identifying numbers that accompany the court record. The inclusion of this metadata ups the ante for the authorā€™ā€Šs claim on behalf of the veracity of the documents. The numbers also provide a bit of a reprieve: acoustically, their banal lack of information was, for me, a welcomed relief from the terrifying and terrible details of what allegedly happened to a girl.

As Nichols suggests of the observational mode, Place presents us with ā€œthe sense of unmediated and unfettered access to the worldā€Š.” Because Place does not intervene, compositionally, we are left with three options from this authorial stance as Nichols identiļ¬ā€Šes them, and I felt them to be highly applicable in this case: ā€œempathetic identiļ¬ā€Šcation, poetic immersion, or voyeuristic pleasureā€Š.”

On empathetic identiļ¬ā€Šcation: if I began to identify with the victim of the transcript, then I felt short of breath and victimized, perhaps ļ¬‚ā€Šooded with my own unpleasant memories, or worried about the memories of others in the room. I also felt empathy for the possibly abused subject: if I began to catalogue any similar wrongs committed against me, then my response did not feel like a way to honor the subjectā€™ā€Šs speciļ¬ā€Šcity and individuality. On poetic immersion: if I became immersed in the poetic language and Placeā€™ā€Šs performance, then I was abandoning the subject matter, which felt like an inhumane abandonment of the subject. On voyeuristic pleasure: if I rested on voyeurism, then I was possibly identifying with the alleged perpetrator, whose own visioning mind allegedly committed the ļ¬ā€Šrst objectiļ¬ā€Šcation of this girl. Or if I found pleasure identifying as the girl, abused, then I was reframing the power dynamic between adult and child via my own erotics—again, resituating the reality altogether. On the words ā€œallegedā€Šā€ and the language of the law: if I tried to focus on the possibility that the accuser was fabricating every incident, then I became frustrated with the dominant narrative. If I was supposed to be frustrated with the narrative and disbelieve the accuser, then, ill-equipped to make any judgment, I still ran the risk of silencing a possible victim of abuse.

Listening, I went through these choices very quickly, which indicates to me that perhaps we are (many of us) very well aware of these problematics of law, narrative, guilt, and innocence, and might not need to go to poetry to have them replayed without subtlety. Sitting, listening to Place, watching her read, my choices, if I stayed in the room, which I did, were either to withstand the discomfort of all of these choices, or to exit the trap of ā€œno good choiceā€Šā€ by beginning to wonder about Place herself, running through a list of her possible intentions. Therefore, in the room at least, Placeā€™ā€Šs authorial presence loomed quite large.

Splitting off from the subject matter at hand, I also began to ask some things of poetry, some questions that viewers of ļ¬ā€Šlm typically ask of the observational mode: ā€œWhy choose this subject matter?ā€Šā€, and, ā€œWhat new light is being shed on this subject matter?ā€Šā€ In Placeā€™ā€Šs work, I came up with two possibilities, one having to do with poetry itself, the other having to do with the law.

Fiā€Šā€Šrst, Place obviously wants to say something about poetry—that a poetry reading could be this, that one need not be lulled by beauty, that instead poetry could smack you with intense realism. Second, Placeā€™ā€Šs work displays the problematics of legal discourse and processes. As the feminists have warned us, the victim gets revictimized in court. As Place has argued elsewhere, feminism has made only the victim believable. And so a victim can be revictimized at a poetry reading, a perpetrator assumed guilty, which places a severe wedge in our idea of poetry and art—as well as the law and justice—as enlightenment constructs that are supposed to be good for us.

Yet these ideas, both about what a poetry reading can be and the failures of the law, are not new to me. What was most pressing, in terms of my own learning, was the issue of representation and subjectivity. I kept asking myself, what entitled Place to use these ā€œotherā€Šā€ voices to make arguments about poetry and law? Was that story being addressed, told, confronted? Additionally, when Place read from another work based on a legal document that quotes a conversation between inmates, including a transcription of rap lyrics, the complexity of the use of the word ā€œniggerā€Šā€ was made ļ¬‚ā€Šat, made intellectual by Placeā€™ā€Šs whiteness and the poetry reading setting—a classroom in a neo-Gothic building on the campus of a prestigious university. I crave complex poems about race written by white poets, but I believe that ļ¬‚ā€Šattening this word via pure quotation pulls up short, unless the poetā€™ā€Šs primary goal is to say, ā€œI can say this word,ā€Šā€ which then seems to be much more about reinscribing a certain mainstream art stance of unmediated power and access: everything is fair game for the artist regardless of social context, the author’s own identity, or audience reception.

So if it is not me, who, then, would Placeā€™ā€Šs ideal audience member be? Maybe the irony is that she would likely never get invited to read in those places where her work could have the most impact: a traditional poetry venue like the 92nd Street Y in New York, or downtown, at a class at NYU Law. But maybe NYU Law School is not ideal because of critical race theory, a theory whose origins are in race-based critiques of the language of law. Perhaps her work would shake the ground in a class on feminism?

If Nichols claims that an observational mode gives viewers ā€œrevealing views,ā€Šā€ what is to be revealed via Placeā€™ā€Šs work might hinge entirely on who her audience is. And if this is her project—to make poetry audiences uncomfortable and to critique the institutions that present poetry—she may very well achieve it.

But art is usually never only about one thing. The goal of institutional critique does not trump the ethical problems her work poses. The central problem, I believe, is that Place herself is not made vulnerable by her work on the page or at the poetry reading. If what is interesting is Placeā€™ā€Šs biography—she is a public defender who defends accused rapists—then I wondered if there were other narrative strategies that could get at the complexity of her job, strategies that would not use a victim of violence to explicate Placeā€™ā€Šs own experience, perhaps, of the violence of her workplace discourse. Perhaps if Place had used her own name in her work, putting herself into those rooms, a complexity of ethics would have been presented, admitted.

I believe that Place faces ethical questions central to the reception of every observational documentary: quoting Nichols, ā€œTo what extent and in what ways shall the voice of people be represented?ā€Šā€ and, ā€œDoes the evidence of the ļ¬ā€Šlm convey a sense of respect for the lives of others or have they simply been used as signiļ¬ā€Šers in someone elseā€™ā€Šs discourse?ā€Šā€ In the work that I heard Place read, the people she represents seem simply to provide content for her own argument about what poetry is. That question about art does not measure up, ethically, to the weight of the content she presents.

In contrast, it is not possible to mistake Charles Reznikoffā€™ā€Šs intentions in Holocaust, a work that transcribes and slightly edits historical records of the Holocaust into poetry. We might also think of this work as observational in that Reznikoff has re-presented documents, his own editing role quite downplayed. In terms of historical information and authorial intention, the message is quite clear: not to forget, and to make this historical record available, presentable.

The effects, however, of his text are worthy of consideration, and they echo the concerns that Nichols outlines for this mode: what of the people represented? As the details of the historical events unfold to the reader, the primary identity of the subjects of the text is that of victim. When I have taught this book, some students have responded that they found it too painful to read every detail and they put the book down. This is perhaps the problem of art-as-witness and too much pathos; a reader turns away in order not to feel. In contrast, at least to some extent, the documentary ļ¬ā€Šlm Night and Fogā€Š differs because its argument says not only ā€œlook, this happenedā€Šā€ but ā€œthis happened because of scientiļ¬ā€Šc rationalism.ā€Šā€ The ļ¬ā€Šlm is as much about the structures of ideology that lead to victimization as it is about presenting photographic evidence of atrocity. Night and Fogā€Š employs voiceover—so it may be thought of as expository—in order to ensure that this message of causation comes through. So where Reznikoffā€™ā€Šs text may run the risk of suppressing causation and presenting a too-narrow portrait of victimology, Night and Fog, I would argue, does not.

Holocaust Museum by Robert Fiā€Štterman is an interesting text to consider in light of Reznikoffā€™ā€Šs Holocaust. Fiā€Štterman also works with found text, utilizing the captions, labels, and identifying marks of slides archived in a museum, presumably the Holocaust Museum in Washington, D.C. The ļ¬ā€Šrst chapter of the book is entitled ā€œPropagandaā€Šā€ and moves sentence by sentence to catalogue the public relations campaigns that contributed to victimization. For example,

Eugenics poster entitled ā€œThe Judaizing of Berlin 1932.ā€Šā€ā€Š The text of the pie charts reads (clockwise from the top): Jews were 42% of all physicians, 52% of all insurance physicians, 45% of all hospital directors, 35% of all dentists, 28% of all pharmacists, 48% of all lawyers, 56% of all notaries, and 80% of all directors of theaters. [Photograph #94185]

In chapters that include ā€œFamily Photographs,ā€Šā€ ā€œThe Science of Race,ā€Šā€ and ā€œGypsies,ā€Šā€ Fiā€Štterman expands Reznikoffā€™ā€Šs project, and turns the museum, which shares with ļ¬ā€Šlm its privileging of the ocular, into a complicated text featuring the oppressor and those structures of knowledge foundational to understanding the cause of the Holocaust. Fiā€Štterman is present as ā€œone who transcribesā€Šā€ and so his project is observational, but unlike Reznikoff, his chosen frame contextualizes the social actors portrayed as well as a whole apparatus of ideology that led to the events of the Holocaust.

Of course Reznikoff was saying something not just about history, but also about poetry: that it is possible for the poem and the poet to face and present history and to work with non-poetic texts. Especially at the time, in the landscape then of American poetry, Reznikoffā€™ā€Šs work was expansive and didactic. I am not sure that Fiā€Štterman cares to make any argument about poetry, but has found, in poetry, a community of readers and publishers who have the capacity to understand the merits of his project and what a book can be. In contrast to Placeā€™ā€Šs works, whose content is too heavy for her questions about art, Fiā€Štterman presents the language of how things came to be, exposing an entire institution of prejudice, scientiļ¬ā€Šc rationalism, and racism. In so doing, the ā€œvictimsā€Šā€ of the ideology, a heavy history indeed, are not simply subjects in events we are to be shocked about, or subjects we are to pity. In presenting a whole context, readers can ask questions of themselves: In light of this material, who would I be? Would I also be a person who believed the propaganda? Thus the division between Us and Them is complicated via the text; intersubjectivity is forged.

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Book as Documentary Form: A Conclusion

 

What can documentary ļ¬ā€Šlm theory gain from a discussion of documentary and poetry? As I began to apply Nicholsā€™ā€Šs documentary modes to books of poetry, I realized that a book moves sometimes easily across documentary modes. So while documentary ļ¬ā€Šlm may help articulate the ethical challenges that a certain text faces, and while such articulations may serve to present poets with new ways to think about their projects, the information about making art ļ¬‚ā€Šows in the other direction: documentary discourse can learn from ā€œthe documentary poem.ā€Šā€ I believe poetry can offer the ļ¬ā€Šeld of documentary an important form to think about: the book. Readers of poetry have access to non-ļ¬ā€Šction by an embodied means. Reading poetry is a participatory practice of perception involving breath, pause, white space, music, fragment, excess, even illegibility. The poetry book as form opens up documentary possibilities on these fronts: time, directionality, privacy, touch, and a particular visuality.

Fiā€Šā€Šlmic works, particularly short videos in galleries and museums, have limited timeframes within which to present complexities. Because the book is a form that is not time-based, it is multiple with regard to time, and readers can take their time or go quickly in total absorption or avoidance, giving documentary poems some advantages over documentary ļ¬ā€Šlms. There are opportunities, within the covers of a book, to present many narrative and reļ¬‚ā€Šexive ā€œtextures,ā€Šā€ including source documents, poetics, purpose. Here it is interesting to note that within this essay, my reception of Vanessa Placeā€™ā€Šs work may have been substantially impacted by the fact that I saw her in performance—at a reading, a time-based event. The eventā€™ā€Šs constraints meant that I did not study her work; I only studied the performance of the work.

A printed book also functions in multiple directions. There is the possibility to reread, to revisit previously read passages, to skip, to skim. Authors can only suggest a set sequence, so reception may be multi-directional and beyond the authorā€™ā€Šs control. Though of course ļ¬ā€Šlms may be viewed in private, they are often available via screenings: in theaters, at cultural organizations, in classrooms, and in museums. The fact that one often sees a ļ¬ā€Šlm in the company of others—in public—reinforces the authority of the ļ¬ā€Šlmmaker who has created an experience that relies on performed attention: everyone else is looking, and so should you. Readers of books donā€™ā€Št ļ¬ā€Šle into a movie theater together, looking at who is there, who isnā€™ā€Št. Reading a book does not require submitting to the regime of the white cube, the gallery. A book is encountered privately, where there is no pressure to participate, to perform as audience. Authorial credibility occurs and recurs as a series of attempts. While this may also occur in ļ¬ā€Šlm, a readerā€™ā€Šs trust and mistrust is allowed to ebb and ļ¬‚ā€Šow privately, and not only in the time-space created by the ļ¬ā€Šlmmaker.

On touch: reading is tactile. I think about ā€œthe feel of paperā€Šā€ and the size of the bookā€”ā€œmade to ļ¬ā€Št the body,ā€Šā€ as poet and publisher Brenda Iijima has articulated. Therefore, a reader enters physical proximity to the work—even repeating some of the same actions the author performed in writing the book—by touching paper, noticing the way paper might give back creases, stains, marks which indicate a certain amount of reader participation. This is a signiļ¬ā€Šcant part of the power of the book; the link between paper and skin is known. In order to continue inside a book, readers must hold the page, lift, and turn. So they are quite close to whatever content is delivered, and they literally hold this content in their hands. Books, for the most part, are portable. And so a book travels with a person into different locales, and its attraction must stand up to various environments: public transportation, a doctorā€™ā€Šs waiting room, a bedroom, an ofļ¬ā€Šce, a library, a park bench. Readers are not captives of the text unless they are willing to be. Readers may always choose to leave the book behind, and writers know this.

Documentary discourse asks us to reconsider the ways in which poetry is also visual. Poetry uses the space of the page itself to call attention to language. The visuality of poetry reminds us that the viewers of images, as W. J. T. Mitchell articulates in Picture Theory, offer back as much resistance to an image as they do acceptance. The image has always been a site of interpretation and message-other-than-intended. At its base, poetry enacts the beautiful resistances generated by language and foregrounds interpretation; it pivots on the desire to know as well as the methodological intricacies, challenges of knowing.

In art and in life, ethics, politics, ideology, and representation will always matter. I keep writing and reading because I believe in the unique capacity of the documentary poetry book to give us a deep sense of reality—pointing toward ā€œhidden transcripts of resistanceā€Šā€ perhaps better than any other art. And despite how ethically fraught it is to represent the realities of others and to engage in content that points to the world outside an individual poetā€™ā€Šs life, poetry, linked to the tradition of the book, offers up language that not only reveals but, crucially, also conceals: the most intimate of acts without which revelations—about self, other, the world—would not be possible.