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( 1 of 3 found this review helpful ) Posted: Jul 4 2006
If they're going to be reprinting this book, why not ask the author to update it a little. In "Taking Poetry Seriously," Scully addresses this issue only to dismiss it with the other hand, even as he admits that "Geopolitically and technologically, much has changed since these essays were written some 15-20 years ago. Upheavals on virtually every level have only made the aesthetic question less discrete, more implicated in just about everything, than it ever was supposed to be." And yet he does nothing about it, just releases the same eight essays which, if you're reading them through, all share the same dated air, some of them so dated as to be worthless for readers of the 21st century. Well, you're never going to convince me that Roque Dalton was the great poet of modernism anyhow. But as you can see in the sentences quoted above, Scully's prose is often an imprecise arena where accidents occur. Could anything be more vague than his use of "just about everything" above? Or, when was there a time when the "aesthetic question" was ever less than fully implicated, even if in a "noblesse oblige" way, in questions of social justice? Scully's influence is vast and it is owing to him, I think, that we have seen a gradual lessening of the "privilege of individual experience" around which so much of our lyric poetry was written. And yet it's all the sadder that he couldn't bestir himself to update his remarks, incidental and otherwise, on Cuba, Iraq, the geosphere, postcolonial implications of post-impressionism in art and writing, and the technological wonderland of the internet. Needed: one update.
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( 3 of 3 found this review helpful ) Posted: Aug 3 2005
Scully says that in the eight essays he means to question the "fetishes we find ourselves wearing like ankle bracelets...that enable cultural overseers to shut us up in a kind of house arrest." Adrienne Rich remarks in her "Foreword" on this poet's "fiercely demystifying intelligence." Yes, Scully fiercely, uncompromisingly, brings his hopes for a truly, thoroughly humane world into the light. Such hopes are often preceded by trenchant, riveting critiques on writings, ideas, and states of affairs; and sometimes the hopes are bound in with these in a struggle. Such struggling especially is the sign that besides having a cogent moral sense and articulated vision, Scully is a consummate realist. He does not abandon common, inevitable life for promises, visions, or programs of a heavenly life. What he surely does bring to light is the true notion that "ankle bracelets" need not be an inevitable or permanent part of life, nor be the defining attribute of it. The essays mostly and ostensibly about poetry, writing style, expression and all its sources and destinations are in a larger sense and ultimately about larger life than most are accustomed to, and than most can even conceive of. The essays packed with serious and reflective thought, earnest with teaching and persuasion, and buoyant with inspiration and possibility demonstrate once again that the best writing on politics, culture, and individual life and its choices usually comes from accomplished poets such as Scully. Essays of Seamus Heaney are another example.
