After reading poems in Ken Fontenot's book, In A Kingdom of Birds, a young poet decided to use some lines from his poetry that
inspired her to create a "found poem"—one in which
she repeated words from lines of Fontenot's work that had carried a certain
charge for her, then added her own lines to create a new poem. However, when I finished reading
Fontenot's In A Kingdom of Birds and Just A Trace of Moon, Selected Poems 2006-2013, I felt that I couldn't possibly
be among those who wrote "found poetry." I'd be unable to incise any
of his wonderful poems and create a new poem for fear that I'd lose some of the
wisdom and delight Robert Frost says is inherent in a complete poem.
In Just A Trace of Moon, Fontenot deftly shows readers a wide range of subjects from a poem
capturing the energy and capers of young boys in "Friends, 1956" to a
profound piece entitled "Things Both Practical and Sublime." Through
his investigations into memory and speculations about a "good life"—sometimes
cryptic, other times, philosophical—readers experience "just a trace of
moon" that provides new and translucent approaches to the real world.
I loved the opening lines of "Friends, 1956," which
aptly characterizes young boys about to enter puberty who're filled with
"...pure energy without wisdom." Although the time is set in 1956,
the poem elicited investigations into my own memory of boys in the mid-forties—"the
embarrassment of short pants/and short hair./ We were dust creased in the
neck,/fingers around a baseball bat..." and a line not confined to boys of
that time (every young person had dirty knees!): "We had green knees
forever..." In his relaxed style, Fontenot captures the tone of past time
in this piece about a halcyon period in American history, taking his readers
back as "lovers of lost time."
Fontenot inserts classical musicians and writers into his
work, giving readers a taste of Beethoven and Mahler and quoting lines from
Goethe in "That Is the Way" to achieve the idea of the sense of
balance needed for old age: "When Goethe said, 'Two souls live in me,' he
must have/meant the angelic and the demoniac And he/lived the balance: he could
take both into old age. /But the snake sheds its skin. That is the way/There
is/no other."
My favorite in this new volume of selected poems is a
nostalgic piece entitled "Back Then," in which Fontenot reveals his
family's Cajun background and describes his mother's occupation as a
"housewife" or "homemaker," relating how she crisscrossed
the country with Western Union and "teletyped her way into marriage and
1946." The poem culminates in a touching picture of Fontenot's father
ministering to his wife, getting her drunk for a toothache and later making
iced tea because she felt "too bad to make it herself." Fontenot
closes with the poignant end lines: "I know it was my father. /I know he
would/have fought the whole terrible War (WWII) just for her." Some
readers might consider this condensed sentimentality, but I read it as a tender
portrait of married love.
In "Winter," Fontenot moves from the concrete to a
larger, transformative context, describing the need for warmth on a winter
night where he invites his mate to "relearn the tenderness of clouds, /how
once long ago only the angels/could see whatever it is we see now."
Here is a poet who has come to terms with life as revealed
in "Things Both Practical and Sublime," showing his deep
philosophical bent when he combines poetry and enlightenment in a concluding
verse: "The best we can bargain for is authenticity/and gratitude (even
more than love?), /for the cow is grateful to the grass, each/showing its true
self. So remind me to serve up/a meal of life, the main course of which is
grace."
Fontenot reminds me of William Blake's wife's description of
her husband as having one foot in this world and one foot in the next!
Although Fontenot's finest contribution to literature is his
poetry, he donated his personal collection of hundreds of volumes of poetry by
renowned writers to the Ruth Stephan Poetry Collection at the University of
Texas. Fontenot, a native New Orleanian, now lives and works in Austin, Texas.
His third book of poetry, In A Kingdom of Birds, won the 2013 Texas Institute of Letters award for best poetry book
of Texas. Both In A Kingdom of Birds and
Just A Trace of Moon were published
by Pinyon Publishing in Montrose, Colorado, an independent press on the rise in
the "world of letters."
Available from Pinyon Publishing, 23847 V66 Trail, Montrose,
Colorado 81403.
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