That
was
an
important
poem
for
me,
one
that I wrote as a companion piece for a poem about Teena Brandon. With
both of these pieces, my goal is to present as simply, with as much
truth as possible, a sentient person going through great suffering at
the hands of another person - suffering that could and should have
never
happened. In this poem, the signs at the funeral proclaim “fag” but the
speaker’s voice does not mention Shepard’s homosexuality, and instead
uses the words “boy” and “human” to describe him, because sexual
orientation is not the point. The point, for the speaker, is that this
person had the capability to feel both wonderful and awful things, and
that this person was intentionally robbed of the ability to feel
wonderful, and intentionally given great pain. The two men who did this
to Shepard also had great ability to feel pain. In that and so many
other ways they were exactly the same as their victim, and yet they
chose to do those horrific deeds to someone so similar to
themselves. I think all people have much more in common than they have
differences. It makes me so sad, the things people do to each other. We
are all interconnected. When we hurt someone, we hurt ourselves.
“October: Laramie, Wyoming” is almost-but-not-quite a sonnet, being 13
lines when a sonnet is 14. I did this because the sonnet is a poetic
form with a “volta,” or “turn” in the final couplet. This sonnet cannot
be complete until there is a radical change, a turning, in America’s
views towards homosexuality.
The importance of your sexual
identity is a potent theme in your work. Is the character of the
father, playing an alligator in "This is Everything" and the insect in
"Sewing Shut the Skin", a symbol in opposition to how you identify
yourself? Is it based on autobiography at all?
Many of the speakers of my poems are someone very much like myself, but
not actually myself. I like to take one aspect of myself and isolate it
from all the other aspects of myself, and explode that part of me as
far as it can go. So what I write is always true in an emotional way,
but is often removed from facts. People are very complicated, and I
think that poetry provides a unique opportunity to give life to the
many selves that live inside of us, to take one self out of the context
of the others and let it stand alone becomes something entirely
different, but also true.
How do you start a poem?
I actually have an 88 page document on my desktop that is scraps of
poetry: a line, a title, a concept. As I edit a poem, it becomes easier
for me to “kill my darlings” if I know I am saving the pieces to use
later. Even if I never use them, I am then able to cut out lines that I
love on their own but do not truly service the particular poem
they are in. So, the process of my work is not necessarily a linear
one. When I need inspiration to begin a new poem, I look through my
poetry file and something will seem shining to me - an image, a few
words, a closing line. When I begin a poem I am often beginning with an
ending of a previous draft of a poem I wrote months ago. And when I cut
out lines, or an image, I am often really beginning another poem.