Haunted by History by Veronica Golos

“The past is not dead. It’s not even past.” – William
Faulkner

I have just had the pleasure of writing an introduction to
poet Eleanor Swanson’s Trembling in the Bones, to be re-issued by 3: A Taos Press.  Swanson utilizes documentary evidence of the Ludlow  Mine Massacre of 1914 for her
poems. 

I raise this because as a poet, I am haunted by
history.  In particular, the
history of America.  According to
Joseph Harrington in Docupoetry and Archive Desire, “we are in the midst of something of a flourishing
of documentary literary forms.”

 Frankly, I hope this is the case. 

If we look at second-term Poet Laureate Natasha Trethewey’s Native
Guard
, for example, the second section of
the book relates, in a kind of fierce lyric, the history of a Black regiment
during the Civil War.  Her long
poem,
Native Guard, is divided by
dates in history,  in crown sonnets no less, in the voice of a former
slave now in the Native Guard. 
The section is lit with a quote from Frederick Douglas
: If
this war is to be forgotten, I ask in the name of all things sacred what shall
men remember?

I think Douglas’s thought is relevant for us today.  And Trethewey’s book reminds us again
and again…”every lost limb, and what remains…beneath battlefields, green
again,/the dead molder—a scaffolding of bone/we tread upon,
forgetting. Truth be told.”

I guess what I’m getting at is what poetry can do.  And what I hope to do in Root Work, the manuscript I’m working on. Using the epistolary
and persona poetry forms, as well as fragment, collage and other forms, I hope to “save history” and to reexamine both the historical figure of John
Brown, but perhaps equally pressing, the imaged voice of his wife, Mary Day
Brown.  I am attempting to use
these poems to speak about slavery, race, class and gender through the voices of
the Browns, but also inside “ghost codes” and the taken-down voices of
runaways. As Swanson does with miners and theirs wives, and Threthewey does
with the voices of Black soldiers, that is, a re imagine them as individuals, based on documented
history and fact, I am trying to bring to life, again, John and Mary Brown. I think we need them.

 Docupoetry
and archive desire

by Joseph Harrington, Jacket 2: www.Jacket2.org/article/docupoetry-and-archive-desire.