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Apac ppt 2011[1]

  1. 1. ILLUMINATING HISTORY Poetry of War and Reconstruction from Lincoln to Nixon
  2. 2. <ul><li>MICHAEL HOGAN </li></ul><ul><li>www.drmichaelhogan.com </li></ul>
  3. 3. THE LANGUAGE OF THE PRESS IN TIME OF WAR <ul><li>Mechanical </li></ul><ul><li>Facile </li></ul><ul><li>Manipulative </li></ul><ul><li>Externalized </li></ul><ul><li>Jingoistic </li></ul>
  4. 4. THE LANGUAGE OF POETRY IN TIME OF WAR <ul><li>Crafted </li></ul><ul><li>Searching </li></ul><ul><li>Tentative </li></ul><ul><li>Internalized </li></ul><ul><li>Questioning </li></ul>
  5. 5. <ul><li>A woman’s perspective. </li></ul><ul><li>View of a colonial or immigrant. </li></ul><ul><li>Returning soldiers as we see them. </li></ul><ul><li>Perspective of the losing army or country. </li></ul><ul><li>Personal view of the soldier. </li></ul>
  6. 6. <ul><li>WAR WITH MEXICO ( 1846-48) </li></ul><ul><li>James K. Polk </li></ul><ul><li>(Congressman Lincoln) </li></ul>
  7. 7. James Russell Lowell, “The Biglow Papers” <ul><li>Ez fer war, I call it murder,— </li></ul><ul><li>There you have it plain and flat. </li></ul><ul><li>They may talk of Freedom’s airy </li></ul><ul><li>Tell they’re purple in the face, — </li></ul><ul><li>It’s a grand, gret cemetery </li></ul><ul><li>For the barthrights of our race. </li></ul><ul><li>They just want this Californy </li></ul><ul><li>So’s to lug new slave states in </li></ul><ul><li>To abuse ye and to scorn ye </li></ul><ul><li>And to plunder ye like sin. </li></ul>
  8. 9. Manuel Capio, “Churubusco” <ul><li>Batalla tras batalla </li></ul><ul><li>Y derrota tras derrota </li></ul><ul><li>Palo Alto y Resaca de Palma, </li></ul><ul><li>Monterrey y la Angostura, </li></ul><ul><li>Vera Cruz y Puebla </li></ul><ul><li>Hasta el heróico Churubusco. </li></ul><ul><li>Churubusco! No existe en la historia humana </li></ul><ul><li>Otra página tan bella, </li></ul><ul><li>Tan brillante como aquella </li></ul><ul><li>De la historia mexicana. </li></ul>
  9. 10. <ul><li>(Description of the battle which the </li></ul><ul><li>Mexicans were winning until a spark </li></ul><ul><li>blew up the ammunition. The Mexicans </li></ul><ul><li>fought with bayonets until finally the </li></ul><ul><li>Americans raised the white flag to stop the </li></ul><ul><li>slaughter.) </li></ul>
  10. 11. <ul><li>Llega Twiggs al convento rendido y allí </li></ul><ul><li>Pide el parque. “Si lo hubiera,” </li></ul><ul><li>Dice Anaya, “aquí usted no estuviera </li></ul><ul><li>Valiente respuesta! Digna </li></ul><ul><li>De un general espartano. </li></ul><ul><li>De qué pueblo americano </li></ul><ul><li>La historia otra igual consigna? </li></ul>
  11. 12. WAR BETWEEN THE STATES (1861-65) Abraham Lincoln
  12. 14. Emily Dickinson “Success Is Counted Sweetest” <ul><li>Success is counted sweetest </li></ul><ul><li>By those who ne’er succeed. </li></ul><ul><li>To comprehend the Nectar </li></ul><ul><li>Requires sorest need. </li></ul><ul><li>Not one of all the purple Host </li></ul><ul><li>Who took the Flag today </li></ul><ul><li>Can Tell the definition </li></ul><ul><li>So clear of Victory </li></ul><ul><li>As he defeated—dying— </li></ul><ul><li>On whose forbidden ear </li></ul><ul><li>The distant strains of triumph </li></ul><ul><li>Burst agonized and clear! </li></ul>
  13. 15. SPANISH AMERICAN WAR April 25 – August 12, 1898
  14. 17. Stephen Crane, “War Is Kind” <ul><li>Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind. </li></ul><ul><li>Because your lover threw wild hands toward the sky </li></ul><ul><li>And the affrighted steed ran on alone, </li></ul><ul><li>Do not weep. </li></ul><ul><li>War is kind. </li></ul><ul><li>Hoarse, booming drums of the regiment, </li></ul><ul><li>Little souls who thirst for fight, </li></ul><ul><li>These men were born to drill and die. </li></ul><ul><li>The unexplained glory flies above them, </li></ul><ul><li>Great is the battle-god, great, and his kingdom – </li></ul><ul><li>A field where a thousand corpses lie. </li></ul>
  15. 18. Stephen Crane, “War Is Kind,” cont. <ul><li>Do not weep, babe, for war is kind. </li></ul><ul><li>Because your father tumbled in the yellow trenches, </li></ul><ul><li>Raged at his breast, gulped and died, </li></ul><ul><li>Do not weep. </li></ul><ul><li>War is kind. </li></ul><ul><li>Swift blazing flag of the regiment, </li></ul><ul><li>Eagle with crest of red and gold, </li></ul><ul><li>These men were born to drill and die. </li></ul><ul><li>Point for them the virtue of slaughter, </li></ul><ul><li>Make plain to them the excellence of killing </li></ul><ul><li>And a field where a thousand corpses lie. </li></ul>
  16. 19. Stephen Crane, “War Is Kind,” cont. <ul><li>Mother whose heart hung humble as a button </li></ul><ul><li>On the bright splendid shroud of your son, </li></ul><ul><li>Do not weep. </li></ul><ul><li>War is kind. </li></ul>
  17. 20. WORLD WAR I (1914-1918) Woodrow Wilson
  18. 22. William Butler Yeats “An Irish Airman Foresees His Death” <ul><li>I know that I shall meet my fate </li></ul><ul><li>Somewhere among the clouds above; </li></ul><ul><li>Those that I fight I do not hate, </li></ul><ul><li>Those that I guard I do not love; </li></ul><ul><li>My country is Kiltartan Cross, </li></ul><ul><li>My countrymen Kiltartan's poor, </li></ul><ul><li>No likely end could bring them loss </li></ul><ul><li>Or leave them happier than before. </li></ul>
  19. 23. “ An Irish Airman Foresees His Death,” cont. <ul><li>Nor law, nor duty bade me fight, </li></ul><ul><li>Nor public men, nor cheering crowds, </li></ul><ul><li>A lonely impulse of delight </li></ul><ul><li>Drove to this tumult in the clouds; </li></ul><ul><li>I balanced all, brought all to mind, </li></ul><ul><li>The years to come seemed waste of breath, </li></ul><ul><li>A waste of breath the years behind </li></ul><ul><li>In balance with this life, this death. </li></ul>
  20. 24. WORLD WAR II ( 1939-45) Franklin D. Roosevelt
  21. 26. Henry Reed, “Naming of Parts” <ul><li>Today we have naming of parts. Yesterday, </li></ul><ul><li>We had daily cleaning. And tomorrow morning, </li></ul><ul><li>We shall have what to do after firing. But today, </li></ul><ul><li>Today we have naming of parts. Japonica </li></ul><ul><li>Glistens like coral in all of the neighboring gardens, </li></ul><ul><li>And today we have naming of parts. </li></ul>
  22. 27. “ Naming of Parts,” cont. <ul><li>This is the lower sling swivel. And this </li></ul><ul><li>Is the upper sling swivel, whose use you will see, </li></ul><ul><li>When you are given your slings. And this is the </li></ul><ul><li>piling swivel, </li></ul><ul><li>Which in your case you have not got. The </li></ul><ul><li>Branches </li></ul><ul><li>Hold in the gardens their silent, eloquent gestures, </li></ul><ul><li>Which in our case we have not got. </li></ul>
  23. 28. “ Naming of Parts,” cont. <ul><li>This is the safety-catch, which is always released </li></ul><ul><li>With an easy flick of the thumb. And please do not </li></ul><ul><li>let me </li></ul><ul><li>See anyone using his finger. You can do it quite </li></ul><ul><li>Easy </li></ul><ul><li>If you have any strength in your thumb. The </li></ul><ul><li>Blossoms </li></ul><ul><li>Are fragile and motionless, never letting anyone </li></ul><ul><li>See </li></ul><ul><li>Any of them using their finger. </li></ul>
  24. 29. “ Naming of Parts,” cont. <ul><li>And this you can see is the bolt. The purpose of </li></ul><ul><li>this </li></ul><ul><li>Is to open the breech, as you see. We can slide it </li></ul><ul><li>Rapidly backwards and forwards: we call this </li></ul><ul><li>Easing the spring. And rapidly backwards and </li></ul><ul><li>forwards </li></ul><ul><li>The early bees are assaulting and fumbling the </li></ul><ul><li>flowers </li></ul><ul><li>They call it easing the Spring. </li></ul>
  25. 30. “ Naming of Parts,” cont . <ul><li>They call it easing the Spring: it is perfectly easy </li></ul><ul><li>If you have any strength in your thumb: like the </li></ul><ul><li>bolt, </li></ul><ul><li>And the breech, and the cocking-piece, and the </li></ul><ul><li>point of balance, </li></ul><ul><li>Which in our case we have not got; and the </li></ul><ul><li>almond-blossom </li></ul><ul><li>Silent in all of the gardens and the bees going </li></ul><ul><li>backwards and forwards, </li></ul><ul><li>For today we have naming of parts. </li></ul>
  26. 31. KOREAN CONFLICT (1950-53) Harry Truman
  27. 33. William Stafford, “Aunt Mabel” <ul><li>This town is haunted by some good deed </li></ul><ul><li>that reappears like a country cousin, </li></ul><ul><li>or truth when language falters these days trying to lie, </li></ul><ul><li>because Aunt Mabel, an old lady gone now, </li></ul><ul><li>would accost even strangers to give bright flowers away, </li></ul><ul><li>quick as a striking snake. </li></ul><ul><li>It’s deeds like this have weakened me, </li></ul><ul><li>shaken by intermittent trust, stricken with friendliness. </li></ul>
  28. 34. William Stafford, “Aunt Mabel,” cont. <ul><li>Our Senator talked like war, and Aunt Mabel said, </li></ul><ul><li>“ He’s a brilliant man, </li></ul><ul><li>but we didn’t elect him that much.” </li></ul><ul><li>Everyone’s resolve weakens toward evening </li></ul><ul><li>or in a flash when a face melds— a stranger’s even— </li></ul><ul><li>reminded for an instant between menace and fear: </li></ul><ul><li>There are Aunt Mabels all over the world </li></ul><ul><li>Or their graves in the rain. </li></ul>
  29. 35. VIET NAM CONFLICT (1962-1972) JFK, LBJ and Nixon
  30. 37. Michael Hogan, “Telegram” <ul><li>During the War everyone on our street </li></ul><ul><li>was afraid of Western Union </li></ul><ul><li>how the Gold Star always followed. </li></ul><ul><li>We saw curtains drawn, Venetian blinds </li></ul><ul><li>collapse in grief, the children stand </li></ul><ul><li>soberly as old men talking. </li></ul><ul><li>At the Bulge. A forest in Belgium. </li></ul><ul><li>So close to victory, the paper said. </li></ul>
  31. 38. “ Telegram,” cont . <ul><li>When Sammy came home from Nam </li></ul><ul><li>he had an oil burner </li></ul><ul><li>five dime bags a day but he cleaned up </li></ul><ul><li>got a job driving for Holsum Bakery. </li></ul><ul><li>Then he quit to write his novel. </li></ul><ul><li>Sammy’s mother told me </li></ul><ul><li>when I saw her in the local market </li></ul><ul><li>that I got better looking every day. </li></ul>
  32. 39. “ Telegram, cont.” <ul><li>She said, “You’re such a handsome boy!” </li></ul><ul><li>and hugged me. </li></ul><ul><li>So I didn’t ask about the novel. </li></ul><ul><li>When someone is speaking to me of loss, </li></ul><ul><li>in the way they stand </li></ul><ul><li>is the sound of a doorbell ringing </li></ul><ul><li>in a corner house with green shingles </li></ul><ul><li>as all the neighbors watch </li></ul><ul><li>grateful it is not them. </li></ul>
  33. 40. One of the most popular of all war poems <ul><li>Why? </li></ul>
  34. 41. Alan Seeger, “I have a rendezvous with Death” <ul><li>I have a rendezvous with Death </li></ul><ul><li>At some disputed barricade, </li></ul><ul><li>When Spring comes back with rustling shade </li></ul><ul><li>And apple-blossoms fill the air- </li></ul><ul><li>I have a rendezvous with Death </li></ul><ul><li>When Spring brings back blue days and fair. </li></ul>
  35. 42. “… Rendezvous with Death,” cont. <ul><li>It may be he shall take my hand </li></ul><ul><li>And lead me into his dark land </li></ul><ul><li>And close my eyes and quench my breath- </li></ul><ul><li>It may be I shall pass him still. </li></ul><ul><li>I have a rendezvous with Death </li></ul><ul><li>On some scarred slope of battered hill, </li></ul><ul><li>When Spring comes round again this year </li></ul><ul><li>And the first meadow-flowers appear. </li></ul>
  36. 43. “… Rendezvous with Death,” cont. <ul><li>God knows 'twere better to be deep </li></ul><ul><li>Pillowed in silk and scented down, </li></ul><ul><li>Where love throbs out in blissful sleep, </li></ul><ul><li>Pulse nigh to pulse, and breath to breath, </li></ul><ul><li>Where hushed awakenings are dear... </li></ul><ul><li>But I've a rendezvous with Death </li></ul><ul><li>At midnight in some flaming town, </li></ul><ul><li>When Spring trips north again this year, </li></ul><ul><li>And I to my pledged word am true, </li></ul><ul><li>I shall not fail that rendezvous. </li></ul>
  37. 44. THANKS EVERYBODY! <ul><li>PEACE! </li></ul>
  38. 45. <ul><li>MICHAEL HOGAN </li></ul><ul><li>www.drmichaelhogan.com </li></ul>

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