{"id":715,"date":"2009-01-17T06:49:00","date_gmt":"2009-01-17T14:49:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/?p=715"},"modified":"2009-01-17T06:49:00","modified_gmt":"2009-01-17T14:49:00","slug":"douglas-oliver-on-kindness","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/douglas-oliver-on-kindness\/","title":{"rendered":"Douglas Oliver on Kindness"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a onblur=\"try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}\" href=\"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/_IwnSQPl-J_I\/SXH5ROJkmLI\/AAAAAAAABLc\/8mbzmeJJpg4\/s1600-h\/gaza_lead_1.1696835.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 208px;\" data-src=\"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/_IwnSQPl-J_I\/SXH5ROJkmLI\/AAAAAAAABLc\/8mbzmeJJpg4\/s400\/gaza_lead_1.1696835.jpg\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292285111388379314\" border=\"0\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" class=\"lazyload\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">On this very cold Saturday morning in Albany, as death continues to  rain on \/ reign over Gaza, I am correcting the proofs of a book of essays, <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Justifying the Margins, <\/span>to be published in April by <a href=\"http:\/\/www.saltpublishing.com\/books\/rec\/rec.php\">SALT<\/a> Publishing in Cambridge, UK. And in an homage piece for the English poet Douglas Oliver I come across the following reflections on &#8220;kindness,&#8221; ending on another, earlier war in the same region. <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Plus \u00e7a change<\/span>&#8230;<\/div>\n<p><\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><\/div>\n<blockquote>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">Paris, July 12, 2006<\/span>\u2014Driving south today, all the way to the Pyrenees. Oliver\u2019s books are with me, but not sure when I\u2019ll get back to them. As Paris disappears in back of me, Doug stays with me. Again I cannot separate the man from his work, and the best way I have to speak of them is to say that core to both is a practice of ethics that with great courage, integrity, and lucidity refuses all (either old-fashioned conservative humanistic or new-fangled modish hip) strategies and solutions. This means, for both the politics of his poetics and the poetics of his politics, a continual self-scrutiny and an assiduous involvement in and analysis of the world around him. As he wrote in <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Whisper \u201cLouise,\u201d<\/span> \u201cIt will be seen eventually that this whole memoir, with its talk of communes and revolutions, will be about integrity, that is political, philosophical, social,poetic, and spiritual integrity, for they are all intertwined, and all will have to incorporate a vivid sense of what our own death will mean to our ideals\u2014how rich a story it makes.\u201d How rich indeed! He entitled an early novel <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">The Harmless Building<\/span>, and a Selected Poems <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Kind<\/span>: these are core concepts with which he queried his actions and the world. The aim is to remain kind despite the anger and frustration that drives one\u2019s desire to change the harmful aspects of this world. How to effect radical yet harmless change. This is not easy, for even kindness is unnatural, as Oliver meditates on the matter in the poem \u201cFor Kind\u201d:<\/p>\n<p>Kindness acts idly or unnaturally,<br \/>leads us into fear. Act in kindness.<br \/>Kindness makes you idle, worse, unnatural.<br \/>Don\u2019t be afraid of the darkness of kind;<br \/>for it\u2019s the birth darkness, vertical twist<br \/>of opening lips in the night: life that follows<br \/>belongs to you in kind.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">Doug had a helping angel (terrible as all angels are) that he returns to again and again: his Down syndrome son Tom, dead at two in a crib accident. And who comes back, or is present in his last book as a deer spirit, gentle animal, incarnation of kindness and harmlessness. From it emanates what in Whisper \u201cLouise\u201d he calls \u201cthe tea-brown light of kindness.\u201d A halo I feel suffusing the poems and the man I knew, a light of dawn or dusk, not of the high-noon sun of Cartesian false-clarity or revolutionary absoluteness.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">Luchon, July 18, 2006<\/span>\u2014Bombs tear apart Beirut and the Gaza strip. Harmless civilians killed by the hundreds. Another Mid-East war in progress. As if this species was incapable of kindness, caught in an unending spiral of harm upon harm inflicted on its own kind. I feel like screaming under this harsh and scorching sun. I miss the kindness of Doug Oliver\u2019s presence; my world is darker now, sadder\u2014but the books, the books, the poems and the prose Doug wrote is there for all to see and read. Do so.<\/div>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p><\/p>\n<div style=\"margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;\" class=\"zemanta-pixie\"><a class=\"zemanta-pixie-a\" href=\"http:\/\/reblog.zemanta.com\/zemified\/e2a0b924-4ea8-4020-87e0-a827ba0ea8b1\/\" title=\"Zemified by Zemanta\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"border: medium none ; float: right;\" class=\"zemanta-pixie-img lazyload\" data-src=\"http:\/\/img.zemanta.com\/reblog_e.png?x-id=e2a0b924-4ea8-4020-87e0-a827ba0ea8b1\" alt=\"Reblog this post [with Zemanta]\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>On this very cold Saturday morning in Albany, as death continues to rain on \/ reign over Gaza, I am correcting the proofs of a book of essays, Justifying the Margins, to be published&#46;&#46;&#46;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[48],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-715","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-gaza-strip"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/715","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=715"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/715\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=715"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=715"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=715"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}