1999 Lenore Marshall Poetry Prize
The Lenore Marshall Poetry Prize of $10,000, awarded annually for the most outstanding book of poems published in the United States by an American, is administered mutually by the Academy of American Poets and The Nation. The past decade's winners have been Mark Jarman (1998), Robert Pinsky (1997), Charles Wright (1996), Marilyn Hacker (1995), W.S. Merwin (1994), Thom Gunn (1993), Adrienne Rich (1992), John Haines (1991), Michael Ryan (1990) and Thomas McGrath (1989).
This year the prize has been awarded to Wanda Coleman for her book Bathwater Wine (Black Sparrow). The judges were Marilyn Hacker, Rafael Campo and Toi Derricote. Works by other poets--Marie Ponsot, Arthur Sze, Alicia Ostriker, Rachel Hadas--whose books were selected as finalists by the judges, are noted by Hacker in the essay below.
too soon to quit, too late to cry
--Wanda Coleman, from Bathwater Wine
This year's Lenore Marshall prize is being presented to a poet whose angry and extravagant music, so far beyond baroque, has been making itself heard across the divide between West Coast and East, establishment and margins, slams and seminars, across the too-American rift among races and genders (there are more than two of each) for two decades. Bathwater Wine is Wanda Coleman's tenth book in nineteen years. She is a prolific poet whose gift is generous, unique and challenging, yet one whose work has not yet received the critical attention that its force, originality and scope have merited from the beginning. She is also, astoundingly, only the second writer of color (and the sixth woman) to receive the Lenore Marshall prize in the twenty-five years of its existence, despite its namesake's passion for social justice and despite, more relevantly, the books of necessary and indelible poetry written and published by Americans of African, Caribbean, Latino, Asian and Native ancestry during this quarter-century. This jury is pleased, in citing Wanda Coleman, to thus also acknowledge the work Black Sparrow Press has done over several decades in publishing and promoting important poets out of the geographical or stylistic American mainstream.
Each successive Lenore Marshall jury has doubtless remarked, in print or in private, on the dislocating effect of reading, in the space of two and a half months, what was, in our case, 200 volumes of poetry, then re-reading with closer attention the twenty to thirty titles that clearly merited serious consideration. With minimal interim consultation (e-mail notwithstanding), a remarkably congruent list of titles emerged as our finalists: Besides Coleman's Bathwater Wine, we are citing Marie Ponsot's The Bird Catcher, Arthur Sze's The Redshifting Web, Alicia Ostriker's The Little Space and Rachel Hadas's Halfway Down the Hall. Each has indubitable excellences: Coming to a decision on such an occasion only makes us wish that there were more prizes or, better yet, that contemporary poets had a readership, an audience attentive enough to make prizes entirely superfluous.
But for the three of us, the book that kept haunting our imaginations and demanding our attention was Bathwater Wine. Wanda Coleman, while staying firmly on her subject--a black girl's Bildungsroman, a black woman's transformations by and through passion and rage--displays a verbal virtuosity and stylistic range that explodes/expands the merely linear, the simply narrative, the straightforwardly lyric, into a verbal mandala whose colors and textures spin off the page. Coleman is a poet who excels in public presentations, one whose work moves freely between the academy and the popular renaissance of poetry-as-performance in bars and coffeehouses--but her poems do not require an audible voice or physical presence: They perform themselves.
Coleman is a quintessentially urban poet, and her cityscape is very specifically that of Los Angeles, one that Americans are more accustomed to finding in films and mystery novels than in poems. The book begins in the uncinematic working-class South Central of the poet's childhood in the sequences "Dreamwalk" and "Disclosures," whose tutelary genius is the poet's father, a ring-damaged former boxer working the numbers and other hustles by day and as a "maintenance engineer" in an office building by night. He is at once larger than life with a mythic past:
At seventeen, Daddy hitched into town two
jumps ahead of a noose as the century slumped
into its thirties. liberated since the age of eight,
his greatest gifts were rhythmic hands, stalwart
eyes and major league lungs...
...he learned to shadow
the pre-war harbor ever wishful for his ship to dock,
to graduate from apple tams to fedoras, from
denim coveralls to pin-striped suits and wing-tips
("Arrival by Sunrise")
and defeated by "the headaches" that drove him out of the ring "into bed where he KO'd the pillows." His numinous presence for his daughter is the counterweight to a too-dark, too-smart black girl's isolation in the intricate social systems of elementary and junior high school, where, in narratives whose themes recall Gwendolyn Brooks and Audre Lorde, the voice and music are Coleman's own. She's scorned equally by the honey-colored belles and the suspicious white librarian, whose reappraisal comes too late for the suspicious, unforgiving child:
her gray eyes policed me thru the stacks like dobermans
she watched me come and go, take books and bring books
she monitored the titles and after a while decided
she'd misjudged her little colored girl
and for a time she tried to apologize in her way. to engage
in small talk. i never answered back. once, she set
special books aside to gain my trust respect smile
i left them untouched
hating her the more for that
("Chapter 2 of the Story")
(Much later in the book comes a narrative about an adult cousin, a minister, who finds the child Coleman reading Marx or Nietzsche in his study, "tests" her on what she's read, and then tells her since she's so bright she'll understand that she is never to touch his books again--which has an ironic resonance with the white librarian's story--and the cousin doesn't relent.)