{"id":167,"date":"2020-03-30T15:36:44","date_gmt":"2020-03-30T15:36:44","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/vicpickup.com\/?p=167"},"modified":"2020-03-30T15:36:48","modified_gmt":"2020-03-30T15:36:48","slug":"at-the-kinnegad-home-for-the-bewildered","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/vicpickup.com\/?p=167","title":{"rendered":"At the Kinnegad Home for the Bewildered"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

At the start of this collection, Levine\u2019s third book of poetry, Ilya Kaminsky\u2019s foreword focuses upon writing which keeps its secrets, evading comprehension, in order to transcend language, to explore the spaces between words and their meanings. He asks, \u2018What is clarity?\u2019 Upon reading\u00a0At the Kinnegad Home for the Bewildered<\/em>, the question itself becomes elusive.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Let me indulge in a metaphor of my own to explain: I began reading Levine\u2019s poetry like walking a river. Following it with my eyes, not really understanding the course or predicting the direction it would go. In order to appreciate the poetry, I realised I had to lie down in the water, to let it flow over me. In doing so, I captured phrases I found evocative, words strung together in abstract ways, the sounds they made, the images which they created, the moments of absolute clarity washing over me and then vanished, gone. This may sound awfully\u00a0la-de-dah<\/em>, but Levine seems to encourage the reader to let go of the instinctive need to fully comprehend in order to enjoy, to disassociate from obvious signage and accept the lack of direction; to be open to interpretation.\u00a0 <\/p>\n\n\n\n

At the Kinnegad Home for the Bewildered<\/em>\u00a0is a mystical, cosmic, effervescent collection of verse. There is much music and romance within its poetry, from the sounds in ‘Low-Hanging Orb, Smudged Green’ (‘With ice-cold spoon, \/ snap the world open to the pulp’), and the musicality of ‘soft water – soft as the light, white breath of horses’ in ‘Egg of the Universe’ – to the words of love in ‘He Delivers Unto Her His Blessings’: ‘There is much to celebrate. She invites moments of unaccountable happiness.’\u00a0 <\/p>\n\n\n\n

There are many beautiful, almost hypnotic lines and a central theme of light running throughout the writings, such as in ‘Other Effects’: ‘No light I know as light, but winter sky on ice stealing the sky\u2019s milky hue.’ The collection is heavy with prose poems like this. Emotive, imaginative, like incantations, they create a dream-world, where the reader emerges not quite sure of what made sense or how it all fit together, but left within a kind of whirlwind made up of spools of film, with each image capturing another vivid image, all rushing past and evading capture.\u00a0

In ‘Although Madame Did It on the Grill,’ the poet writes: ‘Raking coals, straddles amid licks of flame, sparks rose up \/ from the earth, arced across the sky turning overhead in bright pinwheels,’ and later in the same poem, ‘and all that night, throughout the world, a terrible noise of sheep bleating and of bells from the church towers, of wooden houses cracking, and the cries of men and the cries of women.’ It\u2019s artistic, vivid, nightmarish – like hopping out of a Monet and into Edvard Munch.\u00a0

Indeed, Levine is often inspired by works of art. His subjects are abstract, but beauty and meaning find their way through the language. In the final poem in the book, ‘Getting It Right,’ Levine concludes with a lasting, entrancing couplet: ‘I move the camera and your life comes out of you in colors, \/ I move it again, it goes back in.’ It\u2019s a beautiful image, fully in focus.\u00a0

Returning to the initial question asked by Kaminsky: ‘What is clarity?,’ the richness and translucence of Levine\u2019s writing makes me wonder: Does such ambiguity make poetry more accessible? If we are not busy trying to understand it, are we liberated \u2013 free to take the words, phrases or parts which resonate with our own minds – leaving the rest for another reader to find meaning? By throwing off obvious meaning, could this create a more impactful poetry? It\u2019s a good question. And I\u2019m sure the answer is here \u2026 somewhere. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

At the start of this collection, Levine\u2019s third book of poetry, Ilya Kaminsky\u2019s foreword focuses upon writing which keeps its secrets, evading comprehension, in order to transcend language, to explore the spaces between words and their meanings. He asks, \u2018What is clarity?\u2019 Upon reading\u00a0At the Kinnegad Home for the Bewildered, the question itself becomes elusive. Let me indulge in a metaphor of my own to explain: I began reading Levine\u2019s poetry like walking a river. Following it with my eyes, not really understanding the course or predicting the direction it would go. In order to appreciate the poetry, I realised I had to lie down in the water, to let it flow over me. In doing so, I captured phrases I found evocative, words strung together in abstract ways, the sounds they made, the images which they created, the moments of absolute clarity washing over me and then vanished, gone. This may sound awfully\u00a0la-de-dah, but Levine seems to encourage the reader to let go of the instinctive need to fully comprehend in order to enjoy, to disassociate from obvious signage and accept the lack of direction; to be open to interpretation.\u00a0 At the Kinnegad Home for the Bewildered\u00a0is a mystical, […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":168,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[6],"tags":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/vicpickup.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/03\/Levine.jpg?fit=216%2C320&ssl=1","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/vicpickup.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/167"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/vicpickup.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/vicpickup.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/vicpickup.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/vicpickup.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=167"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/vicpickup.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/167\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":169,"href":"https:\/\/vicpickup.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/167\/revisions\/169"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/vicpickup.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/168"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/vicpickup.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=167"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/vicpickup.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=167"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/vicpickup.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=167"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}