In Which I Try to Leave My Husband

Woman and man reflected on a silver toaster. Painting by Louise Craven Hourrigan

…But Cannot Find the Words

Poem by Jackie Craven

Bernadette Mayer set me on fire!  In a workshop at the College of Saint Rose in Albany, NY,  the avant-garde poet encouraged us to abandon all logic. We wrote jabberwocky-style poems that experimented with sound and rhythm. We toyed with gobbledygook and laughed hysterically. But I didn’t have a finished poem… yet.

My readers needed an anchor… some way to make sense of the nonsense words. A couple years later, I began reading Chen Chen, who is famous for poems that begin with wildly long titles, such as “When I Grow Up I Want to Be a List of Further Possibilities.”

I decided to imitate Chen Chen’s approach. My own poem seemed to express a frantic mix of anger and romance, so I titled it, “In Which I Try to Leave My Husband, But Cannot Find the Words.” This title provided some context for the garbled words and guided me as I shaped the narrative.

The poem still makes absolutely no sense, and yet readers (and listeners) often say they know exactly what I mean. Do you?

“In Which I Try to Leave My Husband, But Cannot Find the Words” appeared in the Spring 2019 issue of The Massachusetts Review.

READ AND LISTEN TO THE POEM >

Q & A WITH THE MASSACHUSSETTS REVIEW >

ALSO SEE

Image: Detail from a painting by Louise Craven Hourrigan


SHARE THIS PAGE

Pin It on Pinterest