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 Winter 2004, Volume Four, Number One. First Edition
 
Copyright 2004 Kingfisher Press


 


I'd thought this delightful painting of stylized birds was by Morris Graves, but it isn't; it goes back to the days the Seattle-area painters had in common and strongly influenced each other. True, they were contentious rivals, but still occasionally spoke to each other.

 It is by Mark Tobey.  


Norman Sherry concludes his thirty-year crusade to pin down the elusive life of writer Graham Greene.

Norman Sherry, The Life of Graham Greene, Vol. III, 1955-1991, Viking Press, 2004. 825 pp. $39.95

How well did he do?

Pretty well, considering that he was getting tired and pretty loose, there toward the end, and tended to identify so much with Greene that he often seemingly spoke for Greene, and sometimes not so accurately. But it is a brilliant job and he is the man Greene picked for the tough job. The total page count is 2,251.

It was a long, tough job, but somebody had to do it, and the fact that Sherry elected himself to do it is to our benefit. And if one has to enter deeply into a life not his own, Greene's is about as interesting a life as one might encounter. Most writers live desperately quiet lives at their pen or typewriter (or computer keyboard), but Greene managed to get his daily 600-word stint in in the morning, which left the rest of the day free to travel, chase married women (for twenty years or so, it was mainly Catherine Walston, pictured below in one of those moody glamour shots of the time. She looks pretty good still.

Greene was her principal lover, one might say. And she was his, though both of them fooled around to a high degree. There were three or four women, besides his wife (long abandoned) whom Greene had ongoing relations with, including Anita Bjork, and for the last twenty years of his life, and through old age, Yvonne Cloetta--a petite, immaculate  Frenchwoman much younger than him.

Green was a major literary figure of the twentieth century. His novels and stories are gripping and well constructed. He wastes little time getting his story underway. His Catholicism was a prevailing yet sometimes thing; he was a great doubter and often described himself as an agnostic. A wishful agnostic, one might add.


Greene's Catherine

Green published 60 books, including 28 novels and 8 plays that had been performed. Countless short stories, as well. He had a wonderful knack with a story and created a laundry list of tormented male characters. The Heart of the Matter and The Power and Glory are two of the most memorable. He worked hardest, though, on A Burnt-Out Case, and it remains perhaps his most difficult to write.

He traveled the world over, particularly the countries to the South, and posited  his novels and stories where he had been, and where he found poverty, illness, and religious conflict imbedded in complex personalities..

The Nobel Prize eluded him. There are stories about the politics of the award and how many of the Swedish trustees disliked him for an injustice that was largely imaginary. But universities the world over lately awarded him honorary doctors of letters degrees, including his own , Oxford, plus Edinburgh and Cambridge.

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Before Sunrise (1995)


Julie Delpe and Ethan Hawke

They are just kids, he American, she French, who meet on a train in Vienna, and decide to spend the day and night together. Oh, yeah.

They talk and they talk, getting to know each other. A romance. Sure, but who of us is so old to be immune to the appeal of two attractive kids in their early twenties? Not I. I was young once, too. I remember, I remember . . . .

They part at dawn, after a night in the park, with a blanket and a bottle of wine. Each has a life to get on with. But they half-heartedly vow to get back together six months later. They don't. but after ten years--he a successful novelist, she an environmental worker--she seeks him out at a Paris book signing, and it starts all over again.

What starts? Ah, that is the story. But they are so fascinating in their fascination with each other that the old, withered heart in each of us begins to beat with hope again.

Okay, so this is a sappy movie review. But you've just got to see it. Both of them.

Before Sunset (2004)


Delpre and Hawke as Celine and Jesse, ten years later

 


She has aged a bit. Haven't we all? But is still beautiful


He has a wife and a kid now. He loves the kid. The wife? Well. . . .

He can't stand her. They live on the edge of dissolution. Celine has had lovers, of course, but nobody she is going to discuss. Her work interests her mostly.

She takes Jesse home and he gets a taste of French life in a crowded urban environment. Not bad for a tardy rendezvous. 

Of course the romantic mind wishes them to be together forever. And there is just a hint of this happening, enough to make viewers happy. But what we are left with is just a hint.

It is enough, just right.


What are the ten greatest movies of all time? Tell us and maybe we will publish your list. Or add to ours. But to start things off, here are a few that we think must be included:

1. Citizen Kane

2. Apocalypse Now Redux

3. The Godfather, part 1

4. Once Upon a Time in America

5. The Third Man

6. All That Jazz

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8.

9.

10.

 

We are open to suggestions and revisions. Send us your recommendation at the email address below  in the right-hand column.            

OTHER MOVIE REVIEWS
Once Upon a Time in America
Flesh and The Devil

Ingmar Bergman Revisited
The Past Recaptured

Dune Again?
Nora
Things You Can Tell

Lord of the Rings
House of Sand and Fog
Sylvia
The Hours

Return of the Lord of The Rings
Girl With a Pearl Earring

 

 

POETRY SECTION


Dust jacket from Robert Sund's hardcover edition of his collected poems.
 Book may be ordered by phoning 1-800-778-3123

Poems From Ish River Country,
Shoemaker & Hoard. December, 2004, $25
272 pages
 ISBN: 1-59376-042-6

Friends of Poet Robert Sund (saluted in the first issue of Kingfisher Journal, and dedicated to him) have published a fine, hardcover edition of what will be known widely as his Collected Poems. It combines his three earlier books, along with material garnered from various chapbooks Sund published up to his death in September 2001. They were often illustrated with a Sumi sketch or a short, personalized poem.

Tim McNulty, Jeff Winston, and Chip Hughes performed the editorial function, and Clearsnap Company provided to the funding. Shoemaker & Hoard of Washington D.C. are the publishers. It is available from the Poet's House, P.O. Box 1567, Anacortes, WA 98221 or from the publisher. Book may be ordered by phoning 1-800-778-3123 and charging it to a credit card.

Poems from Ish River Country collects the poems of poet, painter and calligrapher Robert Sund . His few published volumes of poetry and frequent public readings established his reputation as one of the most distinctive poetic voices of the Pacific Northwest, where he enjoyed a tremendous popularity. His short, imagistic poems are in the tradition of Williams Carlos Williams and Kenneth Rexroth. They  distill the essence of the Northwest landscape and in plain speech celebrate themes of family, friends, work and contemplation.


Sumi drawing by Robert Sund, to accompany a poem of his, which reads, "Somewhere in this ink bottle, There is a starry sky."

Included here are the poet's long out of print and award-winning collections, Bunch Grass, which gave literary voice to the rolling wheat country East of the Cascade Mountains in his native Washington state, and Ish River, which celebrated the misty, riverine landscape of the Puget Sound country, a place, in the poets words, "between two mountain ranges where/many rivers/run down to an inland sea."

[The above is taken from Tim McNulty's afterword and used as a publicity blurb by the publisher.]

The greater part of this collection, however, is poems unpublished during the poet's lifetime, or else published in very limited editions for friends. They have not been easily accessible and Sund didn't strive not to make them small. In a way, they were written for a close group of friends. And many include personal dedications:  "This poem is for . . . ."  And was perhaps written in repayment for a meal or two, and a bed for a night or for a week.

There is also  a selection of his translations from Zen writers Issa, Buson, Basho, and from the Swedish poet, Rabbe Enckell, with whom Sund felt a close affinity.

As time passes, and it has been three years since his death, my own opinion of Sund's literary importance has increased. To close friends I have referred to him (a bit apologetically) as a holy man.

A holy man, in my definition, is a blessed fool, a man whose talent may  exceed his human limitations (Sund could be difficult, a sponge, both kind and generous, and a bit cruel), but he had that rare talent of being narrowly admired and loved. When he made a friend, the friend remained one throughout life. He influenced regional poetry and did for poetry; what Ted Roethke did for him. Sund did this for many others.

They are  now returning the favor by subsidizing this book.

I find myself reading Sund again and again. Our intellectual lives began about the same time, in the same place, with the same friends, and it is ending (his did earlier) under similar circumstances.

He is dead, but then most good poets are. Their poems remain. They are his testimony and testament; they are his legacy. Their economy is wonderful. There are few wasted words and bad lines.

This book will make him known to many people who weren't fortunate enough to know him during his lifetime, and enjoy his myriad wit and idiosyncrasies.

His poems live. They will live on.

Robert C. Arnold, Editor


Robert Sund with autoharp,
 
picture
courtesy of Mary Randlett

Poets highlighted in past issues of Kingfisher Journal


Theodore Roethke

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Richard Hugo

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James Wright


W.S. Merwin


Poems by William Stafford


Stanley Kunitz


Sylvia Plath


Robert Sund

The Three Ms: Merwin, Heather McHugh [pictured], and Paul Muldoon


David Wagoner



 

NEWLY PUBLISHED POEMS BY ROBERT SUND

Five Oranges
for Mary Randlett

Nothing is lost.
One by one
the five big oranges
in a low bowl on the oak floor
disappeared
a five-petaled flower
missing a petal each day . . .
This morning
one orange
rests deep in its center,
and the bowl
       turns into a blossom.

How the Dancer is Carried into the  Hall of Light

1
I see this pen is
     full of ideas!
and this chair embraces
     heaven and earth.

The wide wide spaces
reach back
and the window celebrates,
bringing a feast of
light to the table.

This is the biggest gift!
The one I love most.
Makes ink flow out of
a pen, makes it say:

     "Everything that light
     touches
     you will speak of.

     You will
     bright up
     thoughts and scenes and
     memories,

     and you will
     lift them into
     poetry--

    the clearest light
     of all."

2
From the simple pen
that was only a while ago
lying on the table,

streaks of beam light
shoot out now--
as though each thing shone upon
suddenly lighted up
     from inside itself.

Tell the scoffers
and those who linger in
doubts
whether light
     prevails.

"My pen is powerful.
My poetry is
clear and true."

3
As long as there is light
my pen will
move across the page

and the whisper of its
tip moving on paper
will turn into a great
lavish sound
     in someone's heart.

Looking into the face
of someone
     touched this way,
you will be
swept into the streams
of light breaking from their eyes,

and you will come to rest
on the lips of this lover,

and there will be crowned
and carried into the
    hall of light,

break into dance,

things of the world
     behind you.

For this is the hall of light
and only the
dancer and the pure of heart
     find their way here.

And then some fine poems from a selection the editors entitled, "Bringing Friends Over, Versions of Issa, Buson, Basho, and Friends." These are famous Buddhist poets and monks. Sund may have read them in ancient Chinese, or in translations, and seems to have gotten the feeling just right--terse, easy, gentle, with not an extra word or syllable any place.

I quote from Basho, but my favorite is Issa, whom I dearly love.

Basho

Spring again--
  nameless foothills
    in the misty dawn.

Now that the damn cat
  has stopped yowling,
    I can see the moonlight in my        bedroom

If you have no rice
  to give,
    put a flower in the jar.

In the cool of autumn
  some peel eggplant,
    some cucumber.

Ah! wild roses
  in bloom along the road
    for my horse to eat

The best poetry is out in the country--
  farmers singing
    rice-planting songs.

Silly scarecrow,
  right by your wooden legs
    birds are getting the beans!
                                       Yay

The autumn wind--
  the first thing flattened
    is the scarecrow
                                         Kyoroku

In the pile of branches
  ready for burning,
    leaves begin to sprout.
                                             Bonch

The butterflies
  go back and forth
    stitching the rows of barley.
                                              Spora

A sudden rain,
  the newly opened leaves
    are singing with the tree frogs. 
                         Rogetsu      

  (c) Copyright 2004 by Poet's House Trust. Used by permission of the publisher                   


BACK ISSUES

Kingfisher Journal Vol.1, No. 1, Poet Robert Sund Issue;

Kingfisher Journal Vol.1, No. 2, Iridescent Light Issue

Kingfisher Journal Vol.1, No. 3, Sylvia Plath Issue
;

Kingfisher Journal Vol.1, No. 4, James Wright Issue

Kingfisher Journal Vol.2, No.1, Richard Hugo Issue

Kingfisher Journal, Vol.2, No. 1, Theodore Roethke Commemorative Issue

Kingfisher Journal, Vol. 2, No 3, W.S.Merwin/Richard Ford issue

Kingfisher Journal, Vol.2, No. 4, Fishtown Issue

Kingfisher Journal, Vol. 3, No. 1, William Stafford Issue

Kingfisher Journal, Vol 3, No. 2, David Wagoner Edition

Kingfisher Journal, Vol. 3, No. 3, Edna O'Brien Issue

Robert C. Arnold
Editor/Publisher,
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