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Sunday, August 10, 2025
Prose Poems by David Booth
Monday, July 28, 2025
Note from Iceland by David Gilmour
Friday, March 15, 2024
Personal Essay by Rick Fordyce in the Seattle Times
Thursday, January 13, 2022
A letterof intent ___________________ koon woon
Statement of Purpose
MA
English
Koon
Woon
January
12, 2022
Statement of
Purpose
Today, at the age of seventy-two, what can
an advanced degree in English literature do for me? Surely the practical uses
of this advanced degree will be limited. So, I need to ask myself the purpose
of literature itself. For me, literature is the closest thing to a description
and guidebook to the human enterprise. Civilizations rise and fall, people are
displaced, blend together, and people start or abandon different social,
political, and aesthetic enterprises. What is touted in one era may be of
little regard in another. How a people and an empire be measured as great or as
pernicious depends on the point of view. But in its basic premises, literature
for me is more than a sociological or a biological study of humans in groups.
It is a record and sometimes a debate over vying thoughts, insights, and beauty
that capture all aspects of the human enterprise in literary forms, such as
novels, poems, plays, and other works
America, a relatively newcomer on world
stage as an empire and civilization, but no one refutes the fact that it is the
most powerful of nations the world as ever seen. The best descriptions of it is
a democracy, a land of many voices, harmonious as well as cacophonous. Its
spirit has been fair and generous. It has stood up to oppression of many kinds
for itself and for weaker entities. Its reach and projection by land, air, sea,
and space is truly remarkable. And that “policeman of the world” is never
asleep in advocating and defending democracies. Its adversaries ought to
tremble in his boots when he just think of a fleet of aircraft carriers. On the
other hand, power can be misused when its deployment is easier to be unleashed
rather than diplomacy or cooperation It can be like “a bull in a china shop”
breaking fragile things of value without even the conception of it.
I was born in a small village in China
that had no running water or electricity, I was in China as a small boy during
the Korean War and its aftermath when China was not a member of the UN and was
viewed as an enemy of the United States. When famine and bad governmental
policies ravaged China in the late 1950s, no one came to its aid and over 40
million Chinese starved to death. The excuse was simple enough. It was a
Communist country. Then in 1960, I immigrated alone to join my family who was
already in America. This oddity and inconvenience is a result of the
immigration and racial injustices done to the Chinese in this country. One only
needs to look up The Chinese Exclusion Act in US history.
But this is not the reason I want to study
American literature in UNO. I don’t want to embarrass anyone or myself to say
that I had my share of bad luck with mental illness and consequently been
homeless 3 times, locked up in psychiatric hospitals, and relegated to halfway
houses. Nor do I want to complain about living in a tenement for seven years in
a 10’ x 10’ room, wherein I cook, ate, slept, and studied for 7 years, and
wrote an award-winning book of poems that was used as instructional material in
college. And I washed my laundry by hand and hung it to dry in my room. The
reason I want to study American literature is to ground myself better in it and
hopefully contribute something of my own. If America is great, let’s keep it
great.
Friday, January 7, 2022
"The Warsaw Pact" by Koon Woon
The
Warsaw Pact
There
are losers from Eastern Europe living in this apartment building, as well as
Asians, and Blacks and a couple of indigenous people. We are sometimes a
conflicting community. But the Whites, albeit poor, rule. The Russian is seldom
home for this reason? I am China-born Chinese and my age should command
respect, but it doesn’t. Things are not like they are in the old country.
In
some ways, this is a Jean-Paul Sartre story. There are a few viable exits and so
we wait for Godot. Sometimes one can smell death coming on and sometimes one
can narrow it down to which of the nine floors. And when an occupant is not
seen for a prolonged period of time, their worried relatives will find a
putrefying mess in that room. And so it goes, Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
It
seems though that the formula 3% Chinese living here is both admired and
resented. According to Emily the Black lady with one functioning eye, the Whites
and the Chinese got all the money. It could be so, but the Chinese who don’t
play along with the white agenda remain in Chinatown, where massage parlors
mushroom in recent times when smuggled aliens are well hidden in the Chinatown conclave
where the police seldom assess unless it is horrendous enough of a crime such
as Wah Mee.
There
are all kinds of misconceptions here, of course. Approximately half of the people
here are disabled and of those, half are mentally ill, and the other half are
seniors enough they either don’t care or unable to care. But it is like Roethke’s
“Root Cellar,” the Congress of stink here struggles to survive.
(To
be continued…)
-
Koon Woon
January
7, 2022
Wednesday, December 29, 2021
Lewton Jones
Lewton
Thomas Jones
19th Century
American Poetry
Graduate Paper
Edgar Allen Poe and Emily
Dickinson wrote poems that explored the idea of death. Two poems that I will
discuss by these two poets are “Because I could Not Stop for Death” by Dickinson
and “Spirits of the Dead” by Poe. I will compare these two poems and hopefully
give insights in how these two poets used language in poetic form to try and
understand death. The poems will be examined line by line and commented upon.
Line
one in the poem “Because I Could not Stop for Death” begins;
“Because I could not stop for
Death, He kindly stopped for me.”
Poe’s
poem “Spirits of the Dead” begins with;
“Thy soul shall find itself
alone ‘Mid dark thoughts of the grey tomb-stone.”
The first line in Dickinson is a statement
that appears first person. Death is personified as a courteous being that
treats her kindly even though she would not stop for it. The word “because”
implies that she the speaker is in need of explaining why she could not stop
for death. Poe’s first line implies second person being addressed --probably
the reader. He writes that the soul shall find itself alone. The word soul
implies a spiritual difference to the body. (Biblically) The soul is alone and
has “deep thoughts of the grey tombstone” which assumes that the soul can
contemplate its own grave and is alone.
The
second lines of Dickinson’s poem continue;
“The carriage held but just
our selves And Immortality.”
She creates a view of a carriage which might
be a coffin or at least a metaphor for some transfer to somewhere. She uses the
word “held” which implies a secured state of being as well as “ourselves” which
seems to mean all people. Dickinson separates death from immortality, however,
and it appears to be a passenger. Poe’s second lines in “spirits of the Dead”
feel lonelier than Dickinson’s;
“Not one, of all the crowd,
to pry Into thine hour of secrecy.”
Poe
suggests that the soul is not privy to any clues of death as it is in a crowd
of other spirits who don’t have any knowledge of your death ,which is a
secret.
The
third line (2nd Stanza) in Dickinson’s poem continues;
“We slowly drove, he knew no haste, And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too, For his
civility.”
The
carriage on this journey is in no hurry-- in fact there is no indication of no
real urgency (“no haste”). We assume that death is the driver and is a civil
one, -- as the voice in the poem relaxes from earthly duties such as work into
more leisurely things in life. Death is
polite for Dickinson so far in the poem. Poe’s next lines - (2nd
stanza), seems to suggest a certain empathy from the other side as well;
“Be silent in that solitude,
which is not loneliness.”
To
be silent sounds like a suggestion to be patient or submissive to the soul’s
inevitable journey. The difference between Poe and Dickinson is that Poe’s
death so far is invisible and dreamlike whereas Dickinson’s seems to represent
real objects and real people we are more likely to encounter in our waking
reality. Poe suggests some ambiguous kindness in that the solitude presented is
not lonely. The next lines explain why;
“For then The Spirits of the
dead, who stood In life before thee,
are again In death around thee,
and their will Shall overshadow thee; be still.”
When Dickinson refers to others as ourselves,
Poe in these lines sees the other participants in this realm as spirits who
stood before him that could be people who are no longer living or other
strangers. The uniting of the dead surrounds the lone soul in Poe’s lines with
a will or power to put darkness around you (“overshadow) which tells you to be
still. Even when Poe suggests a natural connection with other spirits, his
images of death are more ominous than Dickinson’s so far in these two poems.
In
stanza three Dickinson writes;
“We passed the school, where
children strove At recess, in the ring;
We passed the fields of
grazing grain, We passed the setting sun.”
Dickinson appears to be looking at scenes of
her life, her childhood in regard to recess and being in a ring. The next line
could be about fruition or maturity such as the harvest of fields of wheat or
grain. The word “passing” suggests dying and is used in that way when someone
dies. The sun setting is the end of the day or the end of the speaker’s life .
In comparison, Poe’s first lines in the third stanza the poet say;
“The night, though clear,
shall frown, And the stars shall not look down
From their high thrones in
heaven.”
Poe’s
‘place in time’ is dark like the night, and even though you can then imagine
the night ‘frowning’ as if in an unfriendly look to the lonely soul. This soul
has come into a void which has no stars unlike the night which was heavenly
before death with stars shining down. Poe is describing death at this point of
the poem as an unsure deliverance to a strange place, whereby Dickinson has no
fear in her visions thus far.
The
fourth stanza of Dickinson continues the poem’s direction;
Or rather he passed
us; The dews grew quivering and chill,
For only gossamer
my gown, My tippet only tulle.”
Dickinson
now suggests a discomfort that is she is chilly because she is not warmly
dressed. Her garments are more appropriate for a wedding which could mean a new
beginning rather than a funeral or ending. She seems to welcome death as her
new life. The ’he’ in her line could be a male suitor who controls the action
in her passing or death in accordance with God. Poe using the word heaven
suggests the same sentiment. Both poets have a sense of providence. Poe’s next
lines from stanza four confer with this notion;
“With light like hope to
mortals given”
He
then darkens this providence with the next lines;
“ But their red orbs,
without beam,
To thy weariness shall
seem
As a burning and a fever
Which would cling to thee for ever.”
The red orbs (stars) could be the eyes of the
dead /spirits around the soul which are now very tired (rather than chilled
like Dickinson) rather hot like a burning (Hell?) “like a fever” which grabs
onto the soul forever. Poe might be describing death or the consequences which
wait for the soul after death. Poe’s death feels much more dramatic and
solitary than Dickinson’s at this point in the two poems.
The
fifth stanza of Dickinson’s poem on death says;
“We paused before a house
that seemed A swelling of the ground;
The roof
was scarcely visible, The cornice but a mound.”
Dickinson
seems comfortable with her death in these lines about where her new house or
grave is to be. She has personified
death and cannot stop him. It appears to be a sort of house that is seen from a
distance in relation to her unexpected death. She is unprepared and getting
closer which is a little frightening. The roof could be the grave stone over the
mound of earth. Dickinson however is much more stoic than Poe and less
dramatic. She accepts her plot in the earth. Poe seems to be a wandering spirit
in an unknown place.
The
fifth stanza in Poe’s poem on death concludes;
“Now are thoughts
though shalt not banish,
Now are visions
ne’er to vanish; from thy spirit shall they pass No more,
like dew-drop from
the grass.”
The
word “now” is in present tense, implying that the place is present, as well.
The thoughts of the soul continue forever as well as one’s visions-- which for
Poe were not very forgiving considering his tortured life. The things which you
bring from this life into the next are permanent for Poe. Unlike Dickinson’s final death home, his
version of death was one of no rest. Poe’s imagery, such as in the’ sparkle of
dew on the grass’ (stars) is poetic, and its poetic ‘beauty’ could also follow
the soul into the next world, although he continues with his ominous settings.
The
last stanza in Dickinson’s poem “Because I Could not Stop for Death concludes
with;
“Since then ‘tis
centuries, and yet each Feels shorter than the day
I first surmised the
horses’ heads Were toward eternity.”
Time
stands still in Dickinson’s death as centuries pass and she sleeps away. She also remembers the journey to death in
the carriage with the horses’ heads as a projection to where her soul was going
which was eternity. She seems to say that eternity is inevitable and defies
explaining anymore in earthly terms anymore
than the narrative description of directions that a horse in this
corporal life might take. When Dickinson uses the word “surmised” we assume
that a material brain was postulated something. If Dickinson is already dead
then the interior mind talking is really her soul which is really living in her
poem and its words. It is possible that she wrote the poem in speculation it
would be read after her death as a musing on where she will be. Her overall
theme seems to be that death is not to be feared which is quite different than
Poe’s. Dickinson sees death as a natural part of the endless cycle of nature.
Her personality and religious beliefs may also reflect her intentions in the
poem. Dickinson was a spinster-- reclusive and introspective --and tended to
write about her isolation and death, but she was also a Bible reader and a
Christian and that could explain her optimism about dying and seeing death as a
friend.
The
last stanza of Poe’s Poem “Spirits of the Dead” suggests a different view;
“The breeze, the
breath of god, is still, And the mist upon the hill
Shadowy,
shadowy, yet unbroken, Is a symbol and a token.
How it hangs
upon the trees, A mystery of mysteries.”
Once again we see Poe’s writing style as much
more dramatic than narrative as Dickinson’s, as well as his vision of death.
The description of the place of death for Poe is spooky and feels gothic but he
refers to God having a breath which presumes a life force like the Holy Spirit
which is Christian in context. Poe’s eternity is still—and, unlike Dickinson,
he was concerned with ,though natural, yet somewhat uncomfortable visuals
surrounding the actual grave, which embellishes the place where the dead are in
waiting. The “token” could be a symbol for the living to witness. Poe’s is
shadowy and with the repetition it underscores this gloomy place where trees
stand above graves. Poe used words for effect more than meaning so it is the poem
itself that holds the meaning.
The
last line “A mysteries of mysteries” is different than Dickinson’s conclusion
which states that she understands how time works and how she will feel in her
resting place. Poe compares the hell and heaven in this life as counterpoints
to what is to become and concludes that both are synonymous in meaning: “High
thrones in the heaven’ and “red orbs, without beam. “ The rest is imagery for
Poe, who unlike Dickinson, kept the poem independent of the didactic and the
philosophic truth construct. He felt poems should be short and build to a high
point and then end. Dickinson wrote her poems almost biographically. Death
could be the ultimate drama for Poe in his poem while Dickinson might have just
liked the word play using death as a gentleman coming to see her to take a ride
in his carriage and possibly marry.
Dickinson seems confessional in her view of
death while Poe is entertaining the reader with his vision of it because for
Poe only the spirits of the dead know the answers where as Dickinson seems
convinced that she can see through the veil of life’s question via her academic
intellectualism and poetic use of language. For Dickinson the contemplation
regarding death in the poem “Because I could not Stop for Death” is an experience
she is looking back on; “tis centuries”. Poe was pursuing death simply by his
lifestyle. His poetry was a livelihood as well as an art form. Dickinson used
poetry to imitate life and was free to write without it needing to provide her
sole financial source of survival. Poe
was in the public eye and his internal thoughts needed to be at least
entertaining. Dickinson had the interior privilege due to a secure life at
Amherst to muse upon life at a distance and keep her sensitivity in a drawer.
Death was a visitor for Emily but for Poe it was a continuation of his fight
with God and the suffering and fear of loss. Emily suffered from the death of
loved ones as well, but she was not in the trenches of everyday life in so much
the way Poe was.
In
conclusion, it is possible within these poems to get a glimpse of how people
like Poe and Dickinson viewed death. In the two poems discussed, we can surmise
that they both were poetically preoccupied with death personally and they
expressed it so in their work. Death was a suitor in a carriage for Dickinson
and for Poe it was a graveyard dark with spirits. In both poems death is
present in the here and after. They are interior poems, describing death in an
abstract way using nature and human made symbols as their metaphors.
In a letter Dickinson wrote; “A single thread
joins mighty to meek. Death, Exhilaration and the Perfidies of the Universe
make companions of housewife and statesman. Thought and Soul-Companions share a
solitary room. It’s a Window a mirror, its door defy the key no gate secure
it’s garden except Eternity.” (August 1, On the Death of Abraham Lincoln)
Bauldelaire said of Poe” It is this admirable, this immortal instinct of the
beautiful which makes us consider the earth and its spectacles as a revelation
as something in correspondence with heaven. The insatiable thirst for
everything that lies beyond, and that life reveals is the most living proof of
our immortality. It is at the same time by poetry and through poetry, by and
through music that the soul glimpses the splendors of the tomb. Edgar Allen Poe
was also absorbed by the idea of unity-a fond dream.” (Bauldelaire on Poe 1952
Pg 140-142))
Sunday, December 26, 2021
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