Translation from French by A. James Arnold and Clayton Eshleman
[j.r.’s note. Earlier this year I began with Heriberto Yépez the exploration of a possible assemblage of a newly reconsidered “poetry of theAmericas .” The driving idea was to imagine a multilingual/multinational/multipoetic juxtaposition of poetries drawn from the work of poets engaged as natives andstrangers in the creation of a new & necessarily experimental poetry & poetics. Coincident with that has been the publication of Aimé Césaire’s original 1939 version of Notebook of a Return to the Native Land (Wesleyan University Press, April 2013), in a new English translation by A. James Arnold & Clayton Eshleman. The poem in that sense places Césaire in Martinique, a département of France but a coincidental part of the Americas all the same, and links him & us to the emergent negritudefor which it was, among other things, an early declaration, and he its major spokesman. The merging of all of that or its crude juxtaposition, for what we may finally make of it, is a key part of the assemblage we hope to compose. The following strophes, with their sense of “thisimpossiblydelicatetenuityseparatingoneAmerica fromtheother,” speak ineluctably to that vision.
The reader should also check an earlier posting on Poems and Poetics -- hereand here-- which includes in another context Arnold's & Eshleman's excellent note on the nature & context of the original Notebook.]
Yourlasttriumph,tenaciouscrowofTreason.
Whatismine,thesefewthousanddeathbearerswhomillinthecalabashofanislandandminetoothearchipelagoarchedwithananguisheddesiretonegateitself,asiffrommaternalanxietytoprotectthisimpossiblydelicatetenuityseparatingoneAmericafromtheother;andtheseloinswhichsecreteforEuropetheheartyliquorofaGulfStream,and one ofthe twoslopes ofincandescence betweenwhich theEquatortightropewalkstowardAfrica.Andmynonclosureisland,itsbraveaudacity standingatthesternofthisPolynesia,beforeit,Guadeloupesplitintwodownitsdorsallineandequalinpovertytous,Haitiwherenegrituderoseforthefirsttime*andstatedthatitbelievedinitshumanityandthefunnylittletailofFloridawherethestrangulationofaniggerisbeingcompleted,andAfricagiganticallycaterpillaringuptotheHispanicfootofEurope,itsnakednesswhereDeathscytheswidely.*
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New York and San Francisco
notaninchofthisworlddevoidofmyfingerprintand
my calcaneuson
Virginia .Tennessee .Georgia .Alabama .
Monstrousputrefactionsofrevoltsstymied,
marshesofputridblood
trumpetsabsurdlymuted
Landred,sanguineous,consanguineousland
Whatisalsomine:alittlecellintheJura,*alittlecell,
thesnowline
itwith whitebars
thesnowisawhitejailermountingguardbeforeaprison
Whatismine
aloneman imprisonedin whiteness
alonemandefyingthewhitescreamsofwhitedeath
(toussaint, toussaintlouverture)
amanwhomesmerizesthewhitesparrowhawk of
whitedeath
amanaloneinthesterileseaofwhitesand
anoldblackmanstandinguptothewatersofthesky
Deathtracesashiningcircleabovethisman
death starssoftlyabove hishead
deathbreathesintheripenedcaneofhisarms
deathgallopsintheprisonlikeawhitehorse
deathgleamsinthedarkliketheeyesofacat
deathhiccupslikewaterundertheKeys*
deathisastruckbird
deathwanes
deathvacillates
deathisashypatyura*
deathexpiresinawhitepoolofsilence.
Swellingsofnightinthefourcornersofthisfirstlight
convulsionsofcongealeddeath
tenaciousfate
screamserectfrommuteearth
thesplendorofthisbloodwillitnotblastforth?
Andnowalastraspberry:
tothesun(Notstrongenoughtoinebriatemyverytough
head)
tothemealynightwithitsgoldenhatchingsoferratic
fireflies
tothecheveluretremblingattheverytopofthecliff,
wherethe wind leapsin bursts ofsalty cavalries
clearlyIreadinmypulsethatformeexoticismisno
provender.
LeavingEurope utterlytwistedwithscreams
silentcurrentsofdespair
leavingtimidEurope whichcollectsandproudly
overratesitself
Isummonthisbeautifulegotismthatventuresforth
andmyploughingremindsmeofanimplacablecutwater.
Somuchbloodinmymemory!Inmymemoryare
lagoons.Theyare
coveredwithdeath’s-heads.Theyarenotcoveredwith
waterlilies.
Inmymemoryarelagoons.Nowomen’sloin-cloths
spreadoutontheirshores.
Mymemoryisencircledwithblood.Mymemoryhasa
beltofcorpses!
andmachinegunfireofrumbarrelsbrilliantlysprinkling
ourignominiousrevolts, amorousglancesswooning
fromhavingswiggedtoomuchferociousfreedom
[j.r.’s note. Earlier this year I began with Heriberto Yépez the exploration of a possible assemblage of a newly reconsidered “poetry of the
The reader should also check an earlier posting on Poems and Poetics -- hereand here-- which includes in another context Arnold's & Eshleman's excellent note on the nature & context of the original Notebook.]
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Whatismine,thesefewthousanddeathbearerswhomillinthecalabashofanislandandminetoothearchipelagoarchedwithananguisheddesiretonegateitself,asiffrommaternalanxietytoprotectthisimpossiblydelicatetenuityseparatingoneAmericafromtheother;andtheseloinswhichsecreteforEuropetheheartyliquorofaGulfStream,and one ofthe twoslopes ofincandescence betweenwhich theEquatortightropewalkstowardAfrica.Andmynonclosureisland,itsbraveaudacity standingatthesternofthisPolynesia,beforeit,Guadeloupesplitintwodownitsdorsallineandequalinpovertytous,Haitiwherenegrituderoseforthefirsttime*andstatedthatitbelievedinitshumanityandthefunnylittletailofFloridawherethestrangulationofaniggerisbeingcompleted,andAfricagiganticallycaterpillaringuptotheHispanicfootofEurope,itsnakednesswhereDeathscytheswidely.*
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AndIsaytomyselfBordeaux andNantes andLiverpool
and notaninchofthisworlddevoidofmyfingerprintand
my calcaneuson
thespinesofskyscrapersandmyfilthintheglitterof
gems!
WhocanboastofbeingbetteroffthanI?Monstrousputrefactionsofrevoltsstymied,
marshesofputridblood
trumpetsabsurdlymuted
Landred,sanguineous,consanguineousland
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thesnowline
itwith whitebars
thesnowisawhitejailermountingguardbeforeaprison
Whatismine
aloneman imprisonedin whiteness
alonemandefyingthewhitescreamsofwhitedeath
(toussaint, toussaintlouverture)
amanwhomesmerizesthewhitesparrowhawk of
whitedeath
amanaloneinthesterileseaofwhitesand
anoldblackmanstandinguptothewatersofthesky
Deathtracesashiningcircleabovethisman
death starssoftlyabove hishead
deathbreathesintheripenedcaneofhisarms
deathgallopsintheprisonlikeawhitehorse
deathgleamsinthedarkliketheeyesofacat
deathhiccupslikewaterundertheKeys*
deathisastruckbird
deathwanes
deathvacillates
deathisashypatyura*
deathexpiresinawhitepoolofsilence.
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convulsionsofcongealeddeath
tenaciousfate
screamserectfrommuteearth
thesplendorofthisbloodwillitnotblastforth?
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tothesun(Notstrongenoughtoinebriatemyverytough
head)
tothemealynightwithitsgoldenhatchingsoferratic
fireflies
tothecheveluretremblingattheverytopofthecliff,
wherethe wind leapsin bursts ofsalty cavalries
clearlyIreadinmypulsethatformeexoticismisno
provender.
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silentcurrentsofdespair
leavingtimid
overratesitself
Isummonthisbeautifulegotismthatventuresforth
andmyploughingremindsmeofanimplacablecutwater.
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lagoons.Theyare
coveredwithdeath’s-heads.Theyarenotcoveredwith
waterlilies.
Inmymemoryarelagoons.Nowomen’sloin-cloths
spreadoutontheirshores.
Mymemoryisencircledwithblood.Mymemoryhasa
beltofcorpses!
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ourignominiousrevolts, amorousglancesswooning
fromhavingswiggedtoomuchferociousfreedom