Short stories ranging from slaughter house tales to baseball stories to fantasy and historical tie ins. I number a Pushcart Award nomination, two "Stories of the Week" awards from the English website ABC Tales, as well as several "Cherry-Picked" by the editors for recommended reading.

Sunday, October 26, 2014

Food Science a Standout Course for Former Poet Laureate


FOOD SCIENCE A STANDOUT COURSE FOR FORMER POET LAUREATE

By Rich Hanson

     In June I went to Knox College in Galesburg Illinois to attend their graduation ceremonies.  The impetus was an opportunity to hear the Nation’s 19th Poet Laureate, Natasha Trethewey, give the commencement address.  I’ve admired Ms. Trethewey’s work since reading her Native Guard, a book of poetry that tells the story of the Louisiana State Guards, an all-black Union regiment that was made up mostly of former slaves.  Ironically, they were given the assignment of guarding Confederate prisoners of war.  This book, Ms. Trethewey’s third, earned her critical acclaim and the 2007 Pulitzer Prize in Poetry.  In 2012 she was chosen as the Poet Laureate of the United States.  She is also Mississippi’s Poet Laureate.  In choosing her to represent the Nation as its poet, James Billington, the Librarian of Congress said that “he was immediately struck by a kind of classic quality with a richness and variety of structures with which she presents her poetry…she intermixes her story with the historical story in a way that takes you deep into the human tragedy of it.”

     Her life is tied to history in so many ways, from the fact that she was born on Confederate Memorial Day, to the fact that her parents were married illegally at the time of her birth (the state laws that forbade such marriages weren’t struck down until a year after her birth,) to the fact that the War in Viet-Nam left her mother’s second husband a deeply troubled man, whose war-induced post-traumatic stress issues eventually caused him to snap and kill her mother while young Natasha had just entered her freshman year in college.  Ms. Tretheway said that that incident was the impetus that turned her to poetry, as she attempted to analyze and understand the emotions and underlying causes that led to such a horrible event.

     She envied her classmates who entered college certain of what their career path would be.  She was still searching, and although she chose to major in English, she sampled a number of courses in other areas.  One of two courses that she credited as standing out in her memory was a history course, in which the instructor took each student’s hometown, and by recounting events that happened in it, tied them to history by making them aware of how much history had helped to mold and shape them into the individuals that they are now.  Her choice of that course wasn’t surprising given the way she weaves history into her work.  The second course that she mentioned during her address at Knox was….

     “The other course was a food science course I took in my senior year.  It was only a two credit course, but it was one of the most memorable of my college experience.  We studied everything from the FDA and the USDA guidelines about the various grades of meat, food processing, labelling and safety, to food-borne illnesses.  In one assignment, in order to learn how to recognize which bacteria had caused a particular illness, we had to solve cases in which we were like detectives, following the clues as a sleuth does in a mystery novel.

     Until then I had not known how much I could be drawn to a kind of scientific research, to investigation, to puzzling out using primary evidence the answer to some practical question affecting our lives.  Nor did I realize there were connections between a course like this one and my shock and disgust and pleasure upon reading in high school Upton Sinclair’s 1906 novel, The Jungle, that details some of the early horrors of the meat packing industry in Chicago and the regulations that it spurred.  Nor could I see that taken altogether, these courses and my English major were preparing me for the moment that I’d recognize what it was that I had been meant to do, that it involved literature, not only reading it, but writing it and that the writing of it would involve an engagement with history, society, and culture, a curiosity that fostered a desire to do research, to go beyond disciplinary boundaries, to make my way in the world, not just in spite of certain setbacks, but building upon them.  These lessons that hardships and limitations, no matter what they are, can teach us.”

     What can history teach us?  It would not be right to end an article about Natasha Trethewey without getting a chance to hear how she crafts her life, history and culture into a poem.  Let’s finish with her reflection on Southern History.

Southern History

Before the war they were happy, he said,

Quoting our textbook (This was Senior-year

History class.) The slaves were clothed, fed

And better off under a master’s care. 

I watched the words blur on the page.  No one

raised a hand, disagreed.  Not even me.

It was late; we still had Reconstruction

To cover before the test, and –luckily –

Three hours of watching Gone with the Wind.

History, the teacher said, of the old South –

A true account of how things were back then.

On screen a slave stood big as life: big mouth,

Bucked eyes, our textbook’s grinning proof – a lie

My teacher guarded.  Silent, so did I.

     Ms Trethewey was kind enough to autograph three of her books for me and to thank me for coming to hear her commencement speech.  She’s a gifted writer and a gracious and inspiring individual.  She will be coming to Knox College to give a reading this coming April.  I will be there.  I urge any of you who have an opportunity to hear her read at a venue near you to take advantage of the opportunity.  You won’t be disappointed.