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Ralph Culver’s “Threnody by the President for Victims of COVID-19, Beginning with a Line from Milosz” is #191 in the never-ending series called BACKSTORY OF THE POEM


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***Ralph Culver’s “Threnody by the President for Victims of COVID-19, Beginning with a Line from Milosz” is #191 in the never-ending series called BACKSTORY OF THE POEM where the Chris Rice Cooper Blog (CRC) focuses on one specific poem and how the poet wrote that specific poem.  All BACKSTORY OF THE POEM links are at the end of this piece. 
 Can you go through the step-by-step process of writing this poem from the moment the idea was first conceived in your brain until final form? For some time now I’ve belonged to a writing group where, on a month-to-month basis, you make a commitment to write something daily and share it with the group. Your contribution doesn’t have to be lengthy or polished, but you’re expected to submit at the very least a few words every day.

          On March 14, 2019, I was stuck—nothing was coming into my head to write about. When that happens, I will often turn to the words of others for inspiration and motivation. That day I grabbed off the shelf one of my anthologies of Eastern European poetry and started paging around, and came upon a favorite poem of mine: Czeslaw Milosz’s superb “Dedication,” (https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/49458/dedication-56d22b9082a83) which he composed in Warsaw in 1945, as Stephen O’Connor (http://www.stephenoconnor.net/) wrote in an essay on Milosz, after more than six years of Nazi occupation, after the bloody suppression of the Warsaw uprising, the subsequent deportation of the city’s more than one million inhabitants, the destruction of all its remaining buildings, and its liberation by the Soviet army….”
The poem begins with the line “You whom I could not save,” and much of the poem’s impact derives from the fact that Milosz, who suffered in helplessness as a witness to these events, makes a powerful affirmation of the requirement of the poet-of-witness to sing what they have seen. The poem continues: “What is poetry which does not save  / Nations or people?  / A connivance with official lies, / A song of drunkards whose throats will be cut in a moment, / Readings for sophomore girls.”
As I reread “Dedication” that day I was struck by my own ineffectiveness as a poetic witness to the events of the day, especially the perversion of government that had begun with Donald Trump’s inauguration and that had gathered momentum and force during his administration; I stole the first line of Milosz’s poem and wrote down twenty lines, essentially, of an apologia for my own failure of courage to do what Milosz had said was required of a poet. I titled it “Poem Beginning with a Line from Milosz.” I revised the poem several times over the next few days, expanding it into three stanzas by March 18, 2019 and giving it a shape very close to the current version, but I wasn’t happy with it—the poem in fact seemed somehow ineffectual in precisely the way I didn’t want it to be, like a self-accusation of my own failure to accomplish what I’d set out to do. Frustrated, I grumpily put the poem aside.
     And then, almost precisely a year later, the pandemic struck the United States with its full force, and it is impossible to imagine how the coronavirus onslaught could have been bungled more spectacularly than it was by Trump and his associates—at, of course, incalculable human cost. So at the beginning of April 2020 I suddenly had the idea to revisit the poem I had abandoned twelve months earlier, recasting it first as a “poem of the pandemic” and numbering its three stanzas into sections, although the poem’s voice now was uncertain and nebulous—and then it hit me: the voice of the poem should be Trump’s own. Once I’d had that realization, all there was left to do was tidy up and give the poem a fitting title.

Where were you when you started to actually write the poem?  And please describe the place in great detail. My dining/living room of my home, a suburban, two-bedroom, fourth (and top)-floor condo in South Burlington, Vermont, sitting facing west at the dining table where I do nearly all of my writing. The walls are a battleship grey, the ceiling an off-white, and to my right the entire north-facing wall of the space consists of bay windows that are over eleven feet wide and five feet high. On the windowsill is a lovely and detailed figurine of Ganesh Chaturthi, the elephant-headed “remover of obstacles” in the Hindu tradition, and a fired clay, hand-thrown vase made by my late mother. My view through those windows: another four-story apartment building, perhaps 150 feet away, with bands of greenspace hugging each structure and a street with right-angle parking on the far side, and parallel parking at the curb on my side. I do have a very nice view of the sky over the building across from me, and standing at the windows looking to the west, over the tops of distant trees I can see the Adirondacks rising on the New York side of Lake Champlain. To my left from my writing chair: the kitchen, with a barstool-countertop divider separating the two areas.

How many drafts of this poem did you write before going to the final? The poem went through five definitive drafts: March 14, 15, and 17-18, 2019, and April 3 and 4, 2020. It was composed entirely on the computer, so there were no handwritten versions.

Were there any lines in any of your rough drafts of this poem that were not in the final version?  And can you share them with us? Yes. In the earliest versions where I still thought the poem’s voice was my own, I had the lines “There were so many choices”; “Can you forgive me, / …even as I attempt / to forgive myself”; and “Addled and spent, / terrified, unable / to distinguish my fate / from your own—.” Those lines had to go, or be changed, once I knew the speaker of the poem was Trump himself.

What do you want readers of this poem to take from this poem? That, in all too real a way, the man currently occupying the White House is one embodiment (of many) of evil that has truly harmed ushis own people, fellow-citizens he took an oath to protect.

Which part of the poem was the most emotional of you to write and why? Part three of the poem, because it was there that I understood Trump would show no repentance for his narcissistic mercilessness. He really has willfully and, in some respects, gladly and casually accepted his own damnation.

Has this poem been published before?  And if so where?
Published online at “The New Verse News” on Sunday, May 17, 2020.


“Threnody by the President for Victims of COVID-19, Beginning with a Line from Milosz”

1

You whom I could not save,
can we make our peace?
There were so many of you.
And one body
after all
is very like another.
One life is like another,
in spite of  
what you want to believe.
The dead in any language
are still the dead.
It’s clear that I was confused,
lost in the cool, deep grave of my skull
as the heat of the day
made corpses in the street
sit up and roll away from the sun.
Addled and jaded, peremptory,
determined to dissociate 
your fate from my own—
that was my first test
and my first failing.

2

You whom I did not save,
can you forgive me?
Of course, if it were up to you,
I have convinced myself
you would have made
the same choice.
It occurs to me,
not for the first time,
that our days here
are spent entangled in fables,
making our excuses, one
after another—
that I have become
so proficient,
so adept,
at evading the truth
that I would pronounce myself blameless
for every death,
including my own.

3

You who would not be saved,
that army of one who bears my name,
I give you thanks
for ignoring the pleas of the others
and accepting
your own damnation
in exchange for what now passes for my life.

Ralph Culver was born in Champaign, Illinois in 1952 and grew up in Pittsburgh. Since 1970, apart from a couple of years in New York City, he has lived in Vermont. He studied creative writing and literature at Goddard College, the New School, and the MFA Program for Writers at Warren Wilson College. 
     His poetry, fiction, and criticism have appeared in numerous publications, and he is a past grantee in poetry of the Vermont Arts Council and multiple nominee for the Pushcart Prize. In 2012, he received the Anabiosis Press Chapbook Prize for his highly praised collection "Both Distances" (Anabiosis Press, 2013).  

     His most recent collection, "So Be It" (WolfGang Press), was published in 2018. His first full-length collection of poems, "A Passible Man," is forthcoming from MadHat Press in the spring of 2020. Culver is a popular lecturer and reader of his work, and has given many poetry readings in public spaces over the years. He is owner and principal of Letter-perfect Writing and Editorial Services, working with commercial businesses and nonprofits throughout North America on their writing needs.

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004 January 22, 2018
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006 February 03, 2018
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014 March 31, 2018
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032  October 04, 2018
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036  October 30, 2018
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042 November 22, 2018
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043  November 27, 2018
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044 November 30, 2018
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045  December 03, 2018
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046 December 06, 2018
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047 December 11, 2018
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#179 Backstory of the Poem/ June 15, 2020
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#180 Backstory of the Poem/ June 20, 2020
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#181 Backstory of the Poem/ June 23, 2020
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#182 Backstory of the Poem
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#183 Backstory of the Poem
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#184 Backstory of the Poem
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#185 Backstory of the Poem
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#186 Backstory of the Poem
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#186 Backstory of the Poem
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#187 Backstory of the Poem
July 7, 2020
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#188 Backstory of the Poem
July 11, 2020
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#189 Backstory of the Poem
July 13, 2020
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#190 Backstory of the Poem
July 14, 2020
ΜΕΡΕΣ  ΥΠΟΜΟΝΗΣ/ Days
of patience” 
by Eftichia Kapardell’

#191 Backstory of the Poem
July 15, 2020
Threnody by the President for Victims of COVID-19, Beginning with a Line from Milosz”
by Ralph Culver

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