Claire Peterson
25 April 2017
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Table of Contents
I. Preface
II. Quetzltepek
Quetzltepek
House Visit
Renovation
Southern Hospitality
Real Estate
Act
Last Homily
Top Comments
Dead Metaphor
Diversion
Chairs
Casa de La Mujer
Return
Preface
where I took classes in Salvadoran literature, theology, history, and sociology at the Central
American University in partnership with the Casa de la Solidaridad. I spent two days a week in
field praxis accompanying people in marginalized communities on the skirt of a volcano, making
house visits, participating in a womens group, and meeting with adolescents of the area. Since
this time, I have developed key friendships, translated work, and researched the countrys
history, but struggled with writing poetry about El Salvador. As an educated upper-middle class
white woman, I am concerned about the appropriation of marginalized voices. I have questioned
the ways in which well-meaning projects can end up working against the people they are
supposed to uplift, and how my telling of others suffering could be another form of oppression.
In addition, upon my return I have remained active in thinking about my position as witness and
poet in the context of prisons in Los Angeles. I visited the California Institution for Women in
Chino and the California Rehabilitation Center in Norco, spending three days inside the prisons
meeting with inmates. This immersive trip was focused on learning about restorative justice
through hearing the stories of others and encountering organizations and institutions that are
practicing it, such as the Jesuit Restorative Justice Initiative, the Anti-Recidivism Coalition,
questions, this Research Intensive English project is two-fold: it includes poems based on my
time in El Salvador, and builds upon the existing scholarship on the poetry of witness in a
critical essay.
Poet and critic Carolyn Forch describes poems of witness as those in which the poet
bears witness to forms of violence, atrocity, war or persecution. For Forch, a poem of witness
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reclaims the social from the political and in so doing defends the individual against illegitimate
forms of coercion (Against Forgetting 45). In order to practically explore the implications of
writing a poetry of witness, I will use El Salvador, its history, and its current circumstances, as a
case study. I want to question what factors may have changed since Forch herself spent time in
The history of El Salvador is violent and cyclical. The United Nations Truth Commission
Report From Madness to Hope: The Twelve Year War in El Salvador recounts, Between 1980
and 1991, the Republic of El Salvador in Central America was engulfed in a war which plunged
Salvadorian society into violence, left it with thousands and thousands of people dead and
exposed it to appalling crimes (UN Security Council 3). Fought between the military
government of the right and leftist guerilla forces, the war was marked by brutal massacres,
human rights violations, and the martyrdom of figures like Oscar Romero and four American
missionary women who were raped and murdered by members of the Salvadoran National
Guard. The war continued until the day - 16 January 1992 - when the parties, reconciled, signed
the Peace Agreement (3). But the conflict persists. Cultural trauma has been passed down from
generation to generation in a myriad of forms. The current economic, social, political, sexual,
and gender injustice in the country is, in many ways, a function of untreated wounds.
The United States is also deeply implicated in this conflict. In addition to funding the
Civil War, the Salvadoran National Guards deadliest Atlacatl Battalion was trained at U.S.
Armys School of the Americas. Atlacatl was responsible for two of the most brutal massacres of
the war and the murder of six Jesuit priests and their housekeeper and her daughter who were
killed at the Central American University (UN Security Council 22). In addition, many migrants
who came to the United States during and after the war became involved in gang activity. In
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response to surging violence in Los Angeles in the 1990s, the United States began deporting
gang members back to El Salvador, where they have spread violence throughout the country.
Among its population of 6 million, El Salvadors 2015 murder rate of about 104 homicides per
100,000 people, an increase of about 70 percent from the year before, is estimated to be among
the highest in the world for countries not at war (Partlow). In addition, a generally misogynist
and homophobic culture oppresses women and queer people, through politics, social structures,
and religion. These forms of war and the changing nature of new media consequently challenge
what the poetry of witness means when methods of perpetrating and viewing violence are
changing. This project aims to witness the suffering, joy, violence, and beauty of El Salvador and
its people, while interrogating my position of privilege as a witness, a poet, and a United States
citizen.
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Quetzltepek
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Quetzltepek
I collect like
we collect obsidian glass
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I smuggle us a jagged
chunk of black glass in the mesh
House Visit
Renovation
Dust motes
plume from cinderblocks
being leveled. A blue flash
of metal against flame.
Behind the steel grate,
Southern Hospitality
A group of students
in a delegation
I tell Blanca
the boy is tired,
Real Estate
Act
dysphoria.
Jorgelina the playwright
tells us, Green
is the color of death.
I dont see
and childbearing
and murder
are not, it is still
political, this act,
to name.
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Last Homily
We want the government to face the fact
that reforms are valueless if they are carried
out at the cost of so much blood.
-Oscar Romero
be sutured, to be
dressed. Julio opens a round of cheese he carried,
realizes he accidentally stole it from Mara the ex-guerrilla. Out
at the circle of tree stumps we stop for lunch, at
the massacre monument. We chuckle before moving on in the
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Dead Metaphor
Caminante, no hay camino
Se hace camino al andar.
- Antonio Machado
Diversion
Many juveniles referred to juvenile court are first or second time offenders who commit offenses
such as shoplifting, malicious mischief, fare evasion, or possession of alcohol. These
youth may be eligible for an alternative to formal involvement with the court process
known as diversion.
I am not going to prison to write about it. This is not the exposition.
I am going because I know about L.A. because of El Salvador because of the U.S. because of the
Civil War because I am a privileged gringa whose Spanish is so white you could paint the
walls with it.
But also because of red-shirted, stud-earringed, and hard-parted boys who ran down the hill, into
the game life, tryna come up.
Because I wake up at four a.m. and remember to check the clock because four a.m. is four
weeks, four months, and four years from now is Jaimes date of release.
Diversion is provided by the Los Angeles County Probation Department. After a probation
officer reviews the case and determines that the youth is eligible for diversion.
Before I left, Henry sat on the porch and played Murder in the City. His fingers pluck, miss,
fall behind the time.
The youth will enter into a written agreement about what consequences will be imposed for the
youth's behavior.
His eyelashes are longer than mine. They flick up when he peeks ahead to the next chords. One
person dead from such is plenty. No need to go get locked away.
I wonder if Gama, Erick, or Alejandro back in Salvador know anyone at the facility.
The agreement may include community restitution work (i.e. community service), a fine,
counseling, informational or educational classes, and other options. State law defines
The warden says, I know you guys have good hearts, but they dont necessarily, and reminds
us Tyrone, Carlos, Johnny, and Reggie are property of the state, dangers of exposing their
genitals, and thats just being honest.
the types and extent of consequences that that may be imposed. If the youth does not want to
participate in diversion or fails to comply with the agreement,
John diagrams the prison showers, and Betty smuggles the paper out in Chaplain Teddys
backpack, to illustrate how shower sharks operate.
Jimmy and I sing Rivers and Roads in the prison talent show. Been talking bout the way
things change, my family lives in a different state.
the youths case may be referred to a hearing officer who will meet with the youth and parent or,
in formal diversion the matter could be submitted to the District Attorney
Tyrone raps, I pray for the day love replaces all my sorrows. Now hes out of General Pop, the
yard where the brothers he ratted out would take him out if given the chance. Back there,
the homie next to you is going to look down on you for doing homework.
for petition where the youth and parent would have to attend court and meet with a judge. The
youth
Tyrone is a poet who chose not to tattoo so he wouldnt be marked, an easy catch for the gang
files.
would require an attorney; one could be provided by the court if the family could not afford an
attorney for the youth.
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I say vulnerability, and Johnny says, Your testimony can mean everything, and Kristian
says, That shits real!
Most Requested Information:
Job Opportunities
Sworn Peace Officer Instructions/Application
Area Offices & Hours
Camp and Hall Locations & Visiting Hours
Online Payment
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Dont lose
that visitors ID.
Thats your guyss
way out. Seriously.
to the chapel,
crushed purple
petals, juicy
bursting succulents,
block letters
down the right pant leg,
You guys the college people?
Mostly nods.
respectfully stay
where you are.
Thats all you need
to know.
First an ice-breaker,
a game Zip, Zap, Zop,
often used as a theatre exercise
or elimination game.
Objective: Warm-up
Materials: No Materials Necessary
Set Up: None
Directions:
The rules
have many variations.
The most basic form
involves a circle of people
to another person
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Chairs
The stone bench where Mara Tomacita tells us to chill our nalgas on a hot day
The wooden pews in the California Rehabilitation Center
Chairs that my skin clings to because of the sweat from my thighs
The carpet where I decide to spend four months in Central America
The living room floor of Kevin and Trenas, my swollen feet stink, I try to tuck them underneath
me to mask the stench
A tree stump, listening to Gustavo sing Imagine with his guitar
Steps on the path to Green Peak, alone, the humidity
The bunk beds
Hammock at Davds house, his father dying, stomach cancer, the plastic quality of his skin, his
smile, they tell us, he is deaf, he is mute, when we return two weeks later, he is gone
The ratty cloth cushions and wicker couches in the sala
The sofa outside Martas house where five-year-old sassy Erika sits, makes fun of my drawings,
and winks when she eats her boogers
Microbus seats, my backpack next to me, to say, not ready for talking yet
The pile of rocks at the summit of Santa Ana, the aqua of the crater lake, the clouds swallowing
the Izalco volcano to the south
Women who sit in two chairs, three, how their short legs swing
The phone chair where I fumble to ask Anita if I can stay at her house instead of walking up the
volcano
Seats under the tent watching the sun recede into itself
Wrought iron chairs on the patio of Casa Romero, where I tell Abi and Rose about the washing,
my feet throb in a jumbo purple bucket with an inch of ice water
The dirt where we all sit, too close to the fire ant nest
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Casa de la Mujer
Return
I have lice.
My words, trapped in my journal,
are bound in cloth, buried in
my backpack wrapped in a
black Hefty cinch sack, zip-
tied in the basement, where theyll stay
until all possible hitch-hikers die.
This essay interrogates what poet and critic Carolyn Forch calls a poetry of witness.
Adopting a term first coined by Czesaw Miosz, Forch describes poems of witness as those in
which the poet bears witness to forms of violence, atrocity, war or persecution. This twentieth-
century movement, according to Forch, is born in extremity, fights against forgetfulness, and
reclaims the social from the political and in so doing defends the individual against illegitimate
forms of coercion (Against Forgetting 45). At its core, poetry of witness claims political
efficacy for poetry, and thus raises important questions about the relationship between aesthetic
production and social change. In the introduction to her anthology Against Forgetting:
Twentieth-Century Poetry of Witness, Forch writes, In attempting to come to terms with the
question of poetry and politics, and seeking the solace of poetic camaraderie, I turned to the
works of Anna Akhmatova, Yannis Ritsos, Paul Celan, Federico Garca Lorca, Nazim Hikmet,
and others (30). Through collecting their poetic works, Forch found a repository of what
began to be called the poetry of witness, in which, the arguments about poetry and politics
had been too narrowly defined. Regardless of subject matter, these poems bear the trace of
extremity within them, and they are, as such, evidence of what occurred (30).
In order to investigate contemporary poems of witness, I will use Jill Magis Poetry in
Light of Documentary, Susan Sontags Regarding the Pain of Others, and Alicia Ostrikers
Dancing at the Devils Party as a theoretical apparatus, and I undertake close readings of poets
Carolyn Forch, C. D. Wright, and Solmaz Sharif. Building upon the existing scholarship on the
poetry of witness, my own poetic production, and my time in El Salvador and prisons in
California, I question what a poetry of witness looks like today. In light of new media forms of
witnessing and the changing nature of transnational conflict, I argue that the poem of witness
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ceases to be a purely evidentiary poem of the suffering of others, but instead becomes a highly
self-aware interaction between the poet and her subject matter. Because of new forms of war and
a hyper-saturated media environment, the poem of witness is often not the only evidence of an
events occurrence, but rather one means of negotiating a vast body of information in which
The goal of this paper is not to prescribe modes or subjectivities that evade the problems
of witnessing in poetry. I do not believe that those modes exist. Rather, I seek to probe new
ethical quandaries about the limitations and elasticities of writing to witness, and how careful
attention to the lyric I results in a new avenue for poetry of witness as social practice. The
poem then becomes less about declaring truth about some outside reality, but rather the
dynamic between lyric self and the violent other. In the words of poet and critic Alicia
Ostriker, I am arguing for the smallness of argument as a poetic position, and I seek an
While Forch may have found that poetry and politics were too narrowly defined, her
own stipulations about a poetry of witness bears its own narrowness. Forchs criteria for
inclusion [in the anthology] were these: poets must have personally endured such conditions;
they must be considered important to their national literatures; and their work, if not in English,
must be available in a quality translation (30). Poems that bear the trace of extremity are, she
states, both evidence of what occurred and find their authority in the identity of the poet.
According to Forchs definition, the poetry of witness serves the purpose of recording or
capturing the extremity and injustice of the world at a particular technological and cultural
moment. But in the contemporary context, poems that function as evidence for what has
occurred seems to either undersell poetry or to operate as a bad form of journalism. I want to
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suggest that given the changing dynamics of violent conflict and the revolution in the media
environment that has taken place since Against Forgetting, we need a new understanding of
poetics of witness. I seek to answer what Ostriker calls questions about the myriad ways poems
can grapple with political and social issues without collapsing into propaganda (ix). Amidst a
hyper-saturated media environment, different from that of Forchs time, the poem of witness is
no longer the only evidence, and the poets role is instead to navigate the profusion of
To understand this transition, it is necessary to evaluate the structure upon which media,
war, and truth have operated. In Forchs framework, the poem is the evidence that suffering has
occurred. The poet is a witness to this, and consequently offers a testimony in the form of the
poem. This interaction creates a courtroom drama in which the poet-witness is the gatekeeper to
truth. This, in turn, places emphasis on the believability of the witness. While the social and
political motivations of the poetry of witness are honorable, the movement stumbles in this
metaphorical framing. The poetry of witness relies upon the poem as evidence: In fact, the
poem might be our only evidence than an event has occurred: it exists for us as the sole trace of
an occurrence (Forch 31). The subjectivity of the poet is as witness, to the injustices, pain,
death, and extreme conditions endured by human beings. In this interplay, the reader is expected
to play the role of jury, the supposedly neutral party that decides whether the content of the poem
is innocent, guilty, or if there is not enough evidence to declare either way. The poetry of witness
is structured in assumptions of truth, one that is accessible to the reader, discernable, and
definitive. An example of the function of this approach to the poetry of witness is Forchs own
The Colonel, published in The Country Between Us in 1981. Written in May of 1978 during
the early parts of the Salvadoran Civil War, the prose poem opens its testimony with the
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declaration of the speaker, What you have heard is true. I was in his house (16). The poem
exists in a space between documentary and lyric. While it claims to document the speakers visit
to a colonels home, with careful observations of the daily papers, pet dogs, a pistol on the
cushion beside him, the poems claim of objectivity clashes with its metaphorical imagery, such
as when the speaker describes how The moon swung bare on its black cord (16). After dinner
with the speaker, The colonel returned with a sack used to bring groceries home. He spilled
many human ears on the table. They were like dried peach halves (16). The speaker continues,
There is no other way to say this. After the colonel says, As for the rights of anyone, tell your
people they can go fuck themselves, he sweeps the ears off of the table, and the ears on the
Forchs approach in The Colonel raises several problems. In the context of the
twentieth-century movement toward a poetry of witness, the colonels guilt is clear, and the
reader has no room to entertain his humanity, for There is no other way to say this. In addition,
the prose poem form offers us the false journalistic integrity of the prose block that reports the
truth. The Colonel ultimately relies heavily on a single image, the ears. This image functions
as a snapshot, a war photograph of the brutality of the oppressor, which makes the poem
memorable. For this reason, I turn to Susan Sontags essay on war and photography in Regarding
the Pain of Others as a thorough criticism of the ways in which photography frames war and
human suffering for public consumption. As Sontag writes, In an era of information overload,
the photograph provides a quick way of apprehending something and a compact form for
memorizing it (Sontag 22). After reading The Colonel, who could forget the image of the ears
smashed to the ground? The difficulty then becomes a question of who is the witness? Perhaps
Forch is the ideal poet-witness for the job: In a system based on the maximal reproduction and
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diffusion of images, Sontag continues, witnessing requires the creation of star witnesses,
renowned for their bravery and zeal in procuring important, disturbing photographs (33). The
role of violence in the poem then becomes a commodity, no longer controlled by the victims, but
rather for the purpose of making the poem memorable in the eyes of non-ideal witnesses.
In addition, the poem erects a wall between the jury and the defendant. For us, the reader-
jurors, the truth is pre-determined: looking at the colonel, Sontag reminds us, It is easier to
think of the enemy as just a savage who kills, then holds up the head of his prey for all to see,
rather than the man with a wife who carried a tray of coffee and sugar. His daughter filed her
nails, his son went out for the night (Sontag 70, Forch 16). This serves a very specific purpose,
one that, I argue, is near collapse into propaganda, or sensationalist war porn. In her essay
Dancing at the Devils Party: Some Notes on Politics and Poetry, poet and critic Alicia
Ostriker explains the margin between political poetry and propaganda, reminding us that we
love what is on our side (5). She continues, Any poetry that is merely politicaland nothing
elseis shallow poetry, although it may serve a valuable temporary purpose. This is the
difference between poetry and propaganda (8). Although The Colonel served a valuable
temporary purpose of bringing awareness to the atrocity of the Salvadoran Civil War and its
perpetrators, it fails to engage the reader in the ethical questions it wants to, fails to make us truly
entertain the colonels challenge: As for the rights of anyone, tell your people they can go fuck
themselves (16). In this poem, there is no room for the reader to recognize the similarities
between herself and the colonel; the verdict of his guilt is already decided. Ostriker uses Shelley
writes, The great secret of morals is love; or a going out of our own nature.A man, to be
greatly good, must imagine intensely and comprehensively; he must put himself in the place of
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another and of many others. I take this to mean, Ostriker explains, that we first crack the
wall between ourselves and our enemy, discovering the foe within the self. Then we find that we
and the world are neither single nor double but multiple (5). This democratic impulse, which
Ostriker finds in Whitman and others, is the mode in which the role of the poet is objective
multiplicity, not truth or guilt. Poetry does not operate on the rules of a courtroom. The
Colonel reinforces the wall between the reader and the man and inhibits the opportunity of
discovering multiplicity within, again confirming for the reader, What you have heard is true.
Sontag again reinforces that pictures (and in the case of poetry, images) speak for
themselves: Nor should there be a need to speak for the photograph in the photographers voice,
offering assurances of the images authenticity, as Goya does in The Disasters of War, writing
beneath one image: I saw this (Yo lo v). And beneath another: This is the truth (Esto es lo
verdadero). Of course the photographer saw it. And unless theres been some tampering or
misrepresenting, it is the truth (45-46). Goyas captions sound nearly identical to the utterances
of the speaker in The Colonel, that What you have heard is true. I was in his house. The
speaker affirms worn out notions that Esto es lo verdadero and Yo lo v. Left glaring in the poem
is the impossibility (and unconvincing quality) of such statements, and their inability to speak to
the suffering of the individuals described. The more Forchs speaker tries to remove herself by
asserting the veracity of the poems information, the more she overshadows the real victims of
suffering. Forchs poem is evidence of the colonizing impulse of white America. Sontag
reminds us that The exhibition of photographs of cruelties inflicted on those with darker
complexions in exotic countries continues this offering, oblivious to the considerations that deter
such displays of our own victims of violence; for the other, even when not an enemy, is regarded
only as someone to be seen, not someone (like us) who also sees (72). As a poem of witness,
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The Colonel reinforces the division between the enemy and the lyric I, collapsing into the
So what does a contemporary poetry of witness mean for the lyric subject? And if the
claims of a twentieth-century poetry of witness are not useful in a contemporary context, what
Sontag raises the idea that public attention is steered by the attentions of the media
which means, most decisively, images. When there are photographs, a war becomes real
(104). We believe that war and suffering are true when there is evidence for them. But with the
introduction of media outlets like Twitter and Facebook Live, New technology provides a
nonstop feed: as many images of disaster and atrocity as we can make time to look at (108).
Online newsfeeds are flooded with not only photographs of atrocity, but also videos. Now, live-
streamed violence and death is readily accessible: Every picture is seen in some setting. And the
settings have multiplied (120). This creates an overloaded media environment in which
witnesses to violence are compelled to navigate a vast sea of information, with frequently
In addition to the ways in which the media has changed since the conception of a poetry
of witness, the manner in which war is fought and captured by those media has changed. In the
case of El Salvador, although the Civil War officially ended in 1992 with the Peace Accords,
many Salvadoran citizens say that the conflict persists, to the point where author Horacio
Castellanos Moya has called violence part of Salvadoran-ness (Moya). The trauma from the
war, and from an already violent history, does not dissipate, but rather is passed from generation
to generation. Additionally, the government now works with the gangs, or stays out of their way,
rendering a new form of war disguised as merely violent crime. Below the surface, however,
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are networks of extortion, coercion, and repression that keep gangs in power. Immigration is also
a factor in how U.S. policy has affected El Salvador through the relationships of deportation
from Los Angeles to El Salvador. Gangs prey on young boys and girls, often missing parental
figures, who seek status, power, identity, and family and hope to find it in the gangs hierarchy.
New media forms also facilitate gang activity. With smart phones and social media,
communication happens faster. In the article Salvadoran gangs use Facebook to track down
victims, Joyce Hackel of Public Radio International reports, Social media and the prevalence
of cell phones have allowed gang networks to communicate in real time (Hackel). In the
piece, Salvadoran American Susan Cruz relays, I had a situation with a young man who stayed
in communication with his younger sister, and through her friends at school [the gangs] found
him here in the United States, and they attempted to extort him again (Hackel). Even across
national borders, Salvadoran gang members are able to operate through and with the use of social
media. Cruz elaborates, Gangs take the place of family, and gangs fill society's voids and
Until [governments] provide those opportunities to those kids who need them, and they treat
them like family, and they give them the hope and sense of safety and belonging those kids need,
the gangs are going to continue filling those voids (Hackel). In the case of El Salvador and its
immigration relationship with the United States, gangs crime and media activity has become its
This other face of war still operates in the sphere of the visual, but now the images are
not just print, they are also posted on Facebook and Twitter. Sontag argues that the experience of
witnessing (or consuming) this media is always changing: The Spanish Civil War (1936-39)
was the first war to be witnessed (covered) in the modern sense: by a corps of professional
photographers at the lines of military engagement and in towns under bombardment, whose work
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was immediately seen in newspapers and magazines in Spain and abroad (21). She continues,
The war America waged in Vietnam, the first to be witnessed day after day by television
cameras, introduced the home front to new tele-intimacy with death and destruction. Ever since,
battles and massacres filmed as they unfold have been a routine ingredient of the ceaseless flow
of domestic, small-screen entertainment (21). This effect is exaggerated with the proliferation of
laptops and smart phones, increasing the perch for a particular conflict in the consciousness of
viewers exposed to dramas from everywhere [which] requires the daily diffusion and rediffusion
of snippets of footage about the conflict. The understanding of war among people who have not
experienced war is now chiefly a product of the impact of these images (Sontag 21). The danger
of such diffusion and rediffusion, of course, is the idea that there is no real suffering
signified behind the images and videos of violence and extremity. This is a deeply problematic
notion, one that further commodifies victims of violence and leaves no room for any kind of
authentic relationship or reflexivity. If poetry, photography, and state-based war rely upon a
twentieth-century version of truth that can be litigated in the court of literature, todays hyper-
saturated media environment and changing dynamics of violence no longer require the poem as
evidence. Because there are so many evidentiary media, we need art that does not to show us
another perspective on an event, but rather poetry that asks us to negotiate the vast information
information overload and new forms of war. From here there appear to be two approaches. We
can surrender to the bewildering profusion of imagery with our hands up and say, There are too
many images, too many texts. Or we can continue to pursue some form of the poetry of witness
in which the poet tries to navigate this sea of information. In the first approach, the poem of
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witness is simply one reality among many. Sontag describes the contribution of Jean Baudrillard
to this line of thinking: This view is associated in particular with the writings of the late Guy
Debord, who thought he was describing an illusion, a hoax, and of Jean Baudrillard, who claims
to believe that images, simulated realities, are all that exist now (109-110). To Baudrillard,
whose provocative 1991 book was titled The Gulf War Did Not Take Place, Sontag responds that
this is merely Fancy rhetoric, and, something of a French specialty which is very persuasive
to many, because one of the characteristics of modernity is that people like to feel they can
anticipate their own experience. [] It is common to say that war, like everything else that
appears to be real, is mdiatique (110). The notion of Baudrillards hyperreality is for Sontag
a gross misunderstanding of the gravity of the role witness. It is symptomatic of the viewing
habits of a small, educated population living in the rich part of the world, where news has been
converted into entertainmentthat mature style of viewing which is a prime acquisition of the
modern, and a prerequisite for dismantling traditional forms of party-based politics that offer
real disagreement and debate (110). Sontag continues, It assumes that everyone is a spectator.
It suggests, perversely, unseriously, that there is no real suffering in the world (110). Later,
Sontag condemns this perverse standpoint, deriding, No one after a certain age has the right to
conceptualism, the practice of pure transcription and reproduction of pre-existing texts into new
contexts, often with little or no alteration. In Poetry in Light of Documentary, critic Jill Magi
uses film theorist Bill Nichols work on documentary cinema to explore conceptualism and other
she delineates is observational. The observational mode, sometimes called cinema vrit, or
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direct cinema, is the mode in which the filmmaker sets the camera down and walks away,
mode paradoxically reflects attention back on the poet, even though it claims to be an authorless
response. Of all the modes of documentary, Magi states, the observational brings ethical
questions undeniably to the fore and while filmmakers 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 (255). The observational mode is even more problematic when the poets subject
matter is violent. For example, Goldsmith, a white poet, performed a reading of the St. Louis
County autopsy report of Michael Brown, a young black man shot and killed by police in
Ferguson, Missouri on August 9th, 2014. During a poetry conference at Brown University, the
performance of The Body of Michael Brown, was one in which Goldsmith stood beneath a
would read a poem about the quantified self, meaning one that catalogued the evidence obtained
from the close examination of a body. He ended the reading with the doctors observation that
Browns genitals were unremarkable, which is not the way the autopsy report ends
(Wilkinson). Goldsmiths poem is in the authorless observational mode, but Magi criticizes,
With access so direct, we contemplate almost nothing other than Goldsmith himselfNicholss
idea that observational mode in documentary centers on the missing and appearing filmmaker
holds up (255). This pure frame, in which the poet claims to objectively capture the subject
matter without intervening, consequently creates a mirror in which the poets image is reflected
and virtually nothing else. It is both the lazy appropriation of proliferated text and a spectacle
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that operates at the expense of others pain. This mode does not make an argument, and as
witness, it is possible to practice some version of documentary work that tries to negotiate the
media environment. The observational mode starkly contrasts the mode Magi calls expository,
which According to Nichols, [] addresses the viewer directly, with titles or voices that
advance an argument about the historical world (251). In addition, a poetic approach may
also be expository in that it sets out to describe, to attempt a portrait, a snapshot of a situation
(250). In this sense, the whole film or whole poem is evidentiary, but the expository mode also
acknowledges the influence of authorship by allowing for the insertion of the self.
This is the mode of poet C. D. Wright in One Big Self: An Investigation, a work in which
the poet travels to prisons in Louisiana with photographer Deborah Luster. The poems center
around the multitude of voices, including the inmates and the poet herself, swirling in a unit,
without quotation marks to denote speech. The authors awareness of the overabundance of
information accessible in the media is made clear when Wright states that she is Trying to
remember how I hoped to add one true and lonely word to the host of texts that bear upon
incarceration (ix). Wright is clearly aware of the proliferation of texts and the changing role of
the poet-witness, from journalist to navigator. The hyperrealism of Baudrillard directly contrasts
with this other approach, the extra-realism of C. D. Wright in One Big Self. In the preface, she
states, Something about the extra-realism of that peculiar institution caused me to balk, also the
resistance of poetry to the conventions of evidentiary writing (ix). The term extra-realism
sounds related to Baudrillards hyperrealism, but in fact functions oppositely in passages such
as in lockdown, you will relinquish your things: / plastic soapdish, jar of vaseline, comb or
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hairpick, paperback (4). This banality is set in a collage with voices like Juanita, who says, I
wont say I like being in prison, but I have learned a lot, and I like experiences. The terriblest
part is being away from your families (5). The resulting effect is that the prison feels too real,
too familiar to those who have not encountered life on the inside. Thus, Wright continues, I
In addition, the notion of multiplicity is made very clear in the images and language of
the poems of One Big Self. Particularly in On the Lessening of Free-World Ties, in which we
learn, The men like The Young and the Restless. / Some of us be rootin for the bad guys; some
of us be rootin for the good. George / And some of us just be rootin (22). Here, the poetic
position of plurality is clear. In Wrights work, especially when it addresses us directly, (Ladies
and Gentlemen of the Jury / Is this your true verdict / What you say one and all) we are
reminded that As Nichols points out, knowing is not neutral; neither, I would argue, is the
ability to look away, to not have to know. (Wright 71, Magi 250). This, in combination with the
statement that, Ladies and Gentlemen of the Jury, the warp in the mirror is of our making
creates a deeply reflexive experience of the voices in the prison while still remaining rooted in
the notion of the underlying media and power structures that have created such an environment
(ixv). Though her work, unlike Lusters [photographs], proposes no particular solutions,
Wrights remains expository in that it points to a problem, a social ill (Magi 253). While This
empathy is the flipside of othering inherent in a project where the one who makes the work is
on the outside the danger of this expository mode is that the individual identities are more or
less subsumed into a larger argument and thus lose something of their individuality (253).
While Wright acknowledges the particularity of each inmates subjectivity in One Big
Self, Behind every anonymous number, a very specific face, Magi criticizes, Though it is
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clear that as author Wright stands against prison proliferation, her expository approach
privileges, ever so slightly, the one who knows, who writes, who sees and arranges, and possibly
reinscribes the inmate as the one without the totalizing view, without the power to arrange this
While Wrights and Goldsmiths two approaches are different, the goal for Magi, who
cites Nichols, is not prescription: Rather than relying on ethics as the means whereby we can
evaluate and rank documentary film 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 it (250). Magi
pushes this theory into the realm of poetry, arguing that ethics is only useful for a poetics if we
are conscious of the limitations of the good-versus-bad binary, and willing to consider the
political and ideological contextsBeyond good and evil lie the dialectics of a social practice
grounded in differences that do not coalesce into Them and Us, Self and Other (250).
Similarly, Ostriker is a proponent of this type of dialectical plurality, stating, Beyond the
dualities, however excitingly charged and contradictory? Of course: plurality. The world remains
a continuum, infinite in all directions, and the artist defies (our, his, her) impulse to interpret
everything dualistically, first by containing both halves of any argument and then by the attempt
to imitate the continuum (4). Ostriker continues that, while we can draw evidence of specific
ideologies from pieces of art, looking at arts plurality offers us a different conclusion: From
The Merchant of Venice we can argue pro and con anti-Semitism, from Lear pro and con
patriarchal absolutism, from Antony and Cleopatra the claims of the state against those of eros
but The Complete Plays of Shakespeare argues the smallness of argument (4). Further, she
believes that the plenteousness of great writers is always their most radical quality, in that it
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implicitly defies category and authority. Exuberance, says Blake, is beauty. In whatever age, and
whatever the writers ostensible political positions, plenitude and exuberance signal the
one thing, but to pursue transformation through the poetic implication of the self is another
(16). A contemporary poet of witness who does exactly this is Solmaz Sharif.
Regardless of the impasse, or perhaps in response to it, poet Solmaz Sharif embraces the
questions of a proliferated media environment and new forms of war in her collection Look, in
which she adopts terms from the United States Department of Defenses Dictionary of Military
and Associated Terms to interrogate her position as an educated American citizen with Iranian
descent. In a poem titled Personal Effects Sharif investigates the experience of the Iraq-Iran
conflict while probing the question of poet-witness subjectivity and the lyric I: I wasnt there
/ so I cant know, can I? (67). Along with voices questioning, How can she write that? / She
doesnt know, a friend, a daughter / of a Vietnam vet, told another friend, Sharifs speaker
super-imposes media advances in the poems, drawing attention to simple bulleted lists, captions
without photos, and a Wikipedia page entry describing Operation Ramadan, a page in which a
footnote leads to a [dead link] (62). The speaker of the prose poem that opens the series is aware
of the proliferation of images of war when she relays, I place a photograph of my uncle on my
computer desktop, which means I learn to ignore it (56). The poem then unfolds to intertwine
together a wound. Alive the hand brings up a cigarette we wont see him taste.
Last night I smoked one on the steps outside my barn apartment. A promise I
and I am smelling his. Hands of smoke and gunpowder. Hands that promised they
In this inquiry, the speakers position is implicated with the subjects. By the end, the
poem further interweaves the speakers hands and her uncles, to the point where we no longer
know whose are of smoke and gunpowder [] that promised they wouldnt, but did. Sharifs
Personal Effects remains highly conscious of the limitations of the good-versus-bad binary
by knitting speakers and subjects together in a way that starkly contrasts Forchs The Colonel
in which What you have heard is true and the reader-juror is already given the verdict (Magi
250, Forch 16). Sharifs speaker and uncle are declared neither guilty nor innocent, and the
limitations of the self are muted: I smell my fingers and I am smelling his. In this sense, the
poem acts against the propagandistic impulse towards the declaration of truth and instead
inhabits a social practice of poetry, in which the divisions between good and bad poets, subjects,
and witnesses are further demolished. The result is neither a falsely apolitical poem, nor a piece
of propaganda, but rather one that argues the smallness of argument. The poetic resonance is
achieved in the image of the hands, which are not apart, but rather a part of. Consequently, we
are reminded that all have Hands that promised they wouldnt, but did. Despite this syntactic
fluidity, the individuality of the speakers uncle is kept in tact without being swallowed by a
What we are left with is The obvious truth, people are people. Equally, the damage is
never limited to perpetrator and victim. Also, that the crimes are not the sum of the criminal any
more than anyone is entirely separable from their acts (Wright xi). Neither are poets entirely
separable from their poetics, their forms of witnessing, their understanding of war, their political
ideologies, and their modes of documenting. While the expository mode is limited, poets like
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Sharif and Wright who counteract the popular perception is that art is apart, this mode is a
frame that argues the smallness of argument (xi). Wrights insists that poetry it is a part of.
Something not in dispute is that people in prison are apart from. If you can acceptwhatever
level of discipline and punishment you adhere to momentarily asidethat the ultimate goal
should be to reunite the separated with the larger human enterprise, it might behoove us to see
prisoners, among others, as they elect to be seen, in their larger selves (xi). And in Wrights
words, If we go there, if not with our bodies then at least with our minds, we are more likely to
register the implications of entwining our juror-selves with the defendants rather than holding
them at a distance to decide their fates (xi). At the end is neither a collapse of self into other, nor
other into the lyric I, but rather a clear acknowledgement of the enemy within the self and the
self within the people we are taught to see as enemy. A contemporary poetics of witness that
responds to the ethical implications of inserting, imposing, and removing the lyric I from the
poem is one that acknowledges the poem and poet as a part of a larger system of politics and
aesthetics. The poem of witness then transforms into a social practice of witness. Not evidence
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