April 2, 2024 Film “Paterson” & Poetry Everywhere, Every Day (Not to Mention Poets William Carlos Williams and Ron Padgett!)

If you have already seen this gentle, luminous, poetry-filled fillm, then you know. This riveting “Week in the Life” of two young married people, working class artists living in Paterson, New Jersey, is a small miracle. Or maybe not so small. The main character is a bus driver who writes poems inspired by the people, places, and things around him–anything he notices and responds to in his daily round might spark a poem that he writes into a notebook he carries everywhere. His wife overflows with artistic impulses and dreams–to make astonishing cupcakes, to paint, to learn to play the guitar and become a country western star. Their English bulldog, Marvin, plays a quiet but key role, and is a sly scene stealer.

The Great Falls of the Passaic River in Paterson, New Jersey

The backdrops for this astonishing film, which blends poetry into the action at each turn seemlessly and believably, is the working class city of Paterson and the eponymous five-volume epic poem, Paterson, written by a dean of American modernist poetry, William Carlos Williams. Williams grew up in Rutherford, a small town near Paterson, and returned to it after his schooling to live there and practice medicine while writing poetry and raising a family.

If you haven’t seen the film and would like an intelligent blow-by-blow, this review by “Film Guy Stash” does a brilliant job.

If you do take the plunge and watch the film, you might want to learn more about the poems featured in the film. Each poem is treated almost like a character, with a form on screen in typeface and a voice, too, usually the main character, also named Paterson, reads them. One of the poems, attributed to a young girl, was written by the film’s director, Jim Jarmusch. Another is a frequently anthologized and justly famous short lyric, “This Is Just To Say,” written by William Carlos Williams. The remaining poems (most commissioned for the film) were written by contemporary poet, Ron Padgett, whose strong and sinuglar voice holds echoes of Williams’ cadences and images draw from daily life.

William Carlos Williams (1883-1963)

William Carlos Williams

Paterson by Williams is an epic amalgamation of the poet and the city. Memorable quotes include “No ideas but in things”; “The City is a man”; “The Falls are sprinkled partridges, outspread, spotted with white specks.” (In the spirit of full disclosure, I confess that, while I am drawn to Williams’ short lyrics I have never been able to go beyond Book I of his Paterson. If you have read this epic in its entirety, hat’s off to you!”

Ron Padgett (1942-present) (legacy of French symbolish and Dadaist writing)

Ron Padgett

Years ago, another Northfield poet, D.E. Green, referred me to the work of Ron Padgett, and two of his many titles have a permanent place on my bookshelf:

When I think about the rich cinematic experience of this quiet movie, it is the themes I see that move me most: “Bloom where you are planted. Be brave enough to risk doing the work, and share it with the world. Look anywhere, and you will find love and beauty and art looking right back.

LESLIE

Bridge, Winona Minnesota

News Flash! “We Were Down in the Basement” (Poem) is Published in the Newest Issue of THIRD WEDNESDAY

The Summer 2019 issue of Third Wednesday is out now, and it is again full of the depth and variety for which it is known.

I was delighted by the elegantly icy concrete (or shaped) poem by Northfield’s own Rob Hardy titled “Icicles,” and I was intrigued by a four-sonnet sequence by Jennifer A. McGowan, the feature poet for this issue who is based in the U.K.

And–because I had submitted to their third “One-Sentence Poetry Contest”–I was especially interested to read the winning entries. My submission did not win, but I would not have written it without the impetus of the contest. It sprang from a childhood memory, discussing Shakespeare, very briefly, with my computer-scientist father. I was honored that Third Wednesday included it in their group of “considerable merit.”

As I have come to expect, this issue has me thinking outside my usual boxes about poetry, prose, and images. Just to share a bit of that, here are some of my favorite classic poems–quite different poets, subjects, moods, and diction–that I am now viewing through the lens of one-sentence construction–why didn’t I notice this aspect before?

“The Snow Man” by Wallace Stevens

“The New Dog” by Linda Pastan

“The Red Wheelbarrow” by William Carlos Williams (shorter than some modern tweets)

“Bright star, would I were steadfast…” by John Keats (a bravura one-sentence performance arcing out over the fourteen lines of a Shakespearean sonnet!)

Now, I suspect, I will look for that single full-stop–in terms of sense and punctuation–as I read the work of others. I know that I shall be consciously considering the limits of the sentence as I construct new poems.

Do you have a favorite one-sentence poem? If so, please let me know! If not, do consider trying your hand at one this summer!

Happy summer reading!

Happy Summer writing!