An Interview with Carrie Fountain by Andrew McFadyen-Ketchum
Andrew McFadyen-Ketchum: Many of the poems in your first book, Burn Lake, are about growing
up and the cruelty that seems to be a large part of one’s coming of age. There’s also an almost
grand sense of silence and loneliness in your work; a sense of being left out in the voice of the speaker even as she’s
clearly included in the goings on of her hometown. This sensation is in the poems featured here but also
permeates the book in an almost thematic fashion. Is this something you were aiming for as you composed
Burn Lake or something that emerged on its own?
Carrie
Fountain: Not at all! It wasn’t something I was aiming for. It’s been very
interesting to hear this response from readers. I just read a review of Burn Lake that basically
boiled down to: I liked the book, but I wish that gal wasn’t so damn sad. This
is surprising to me.
I had a baby last summer.
In some of the child development books I’ve been reading, I’ve come across the notion of wishful thinking (Freud
called it magical thinking): the time when children project their own internal states onto the world around them. The child
is protected by their imagination from concepts they can’t comprehend. Many of the poems in Burn
Lake are set in adolescence, at the end of wishful thinking. The time when we begin to see that the
world is much larger. We see that we belong to the world, rather than the world belonging to us. There’s
a very pure heartbreak in that, and a loneliness, and a cruelty. And there is silence there.
A reckoning with silence. A coming to terms. And there is a holiness to it, too,
I think, if you’re lucky enough to be inclined to see things as such. As far as this affects the
theme or tone of the poems: I wasn’t aiming for it, no, but at the same time that seems a very natural
tonal response.
AMK: Is theme something you thought about as you wrote the poems
in Burn Lake or did that enter your mind as you were selecting poems to include and arranging them.
CF: I’d say that issues of theme didn’t arise until I was trying to get the book published,
as I was looking to see how the poems fit together or didn’t. This wasn’t a conscious maneuver.
It was organic. There were poems that didn’t fit in this book. I imagine
they didn’t fit because they were of a much different tone than the rest of the poems here.
AMK: Many of your poems make use of short, single-line stanzas. Is this use of stanzas
and white space meant to slow the reading of the poem down or to give these lines more weight than others? How
have you determined to break the lines in “Starting Small”? They don’t seem to be operating
in any particular rhythmic scheme but are enjambed in a way that moves the reader’s eye quite swiftly down the page.
CF: The way I used single-lined stanzas and the way I broke the line in “Starting Small”
had to do with my focus on the poem’s spoken quality. I was working toward a particular diction,
trying to create a voice: a sort of deadpan quality elevated by moments of lyricism and humor.
(A very New Mexican way of speaking.) So I’d read the poem aloud into the room and I’d
modulate breaks and stanzas based on the way I wanted it to sound out loud: where I wanted it to pause
and where I wanted it to halt and where I wanted it off the cuff and where I wanted it to come down hard. So
out came this meandering poem. This is hard for me. I like neatness in my poems and in my life. It’s
hard for me to stray from the golden rectangle. I like tercets and quatrains and clean windows and carefully
folded stacks of bath towels.
But this poem was about the voice in the room. I’m
married to a playwright. We spend a lot of time watching theater and talking about performance. I like
the idea of a poem being performative—not bombastic or show-offish or mannered. I mean the yearning
to perform the language, to invite an audience in, to bring them in closely. My husband once told me about
a moment he saw on stage: a man sits down at a table, pours himself a very tall glass of milk—fills
it to the very brim—and then drinks it down. Then he sets the glass down again. That’s
so performative! I imagine the way the milk residue drips down the inside of the glass. The
subtle look on the face after one drinks a entire pint of milk in one go, the little burp that might have to be dealt with.
I like drawing attention to the act: to the body (if you have an actor), or to the voice (if you are reading a poem
on the page). That’s what I mean by performative. And I don’t know that
this can be enacted in the same way on the page as it can be on the stage. But I have hopes.
AMK: I love how quietly and plainly these poems are composed— the voices are
crystal clear, the narratives are real and touching, and, perhaps most importantly, the “high” moments in your
poems are so much more powerful as a result of the work that surrounds them. I’m thinking of moments
like “the vacant lot… / caught fire… / tossing everything… / into its sack of flames” and
“the city of Las Cruces / was explaining its independence.” Talk to us about this “plain speak.”
Is it an aspect of your aesthetic; something that comes with revision; what?
CF: I think this has to do with my having assimilated the voices of those around me growing up.
In Burn Lake I really wanted to draw on the great contradictions that arise in the place where I come from.
It’s so many elements coming together at once: small town meets urban sprawl, Podunk meets
intellect, English meets Spanish meets Spanglish. And it’s the land itself, too: where
earth meets sky. And the influence on the land: where you climb to the top of a mountain
and feel you’re the last person on earth, but then you look down and on the other side and there’s an Air Force
base, a model Afghani village built into the side of the mesa. Bizarre. The Southwest is a land of contrasts.
AMK: I love your use of anaphora (repetition) in
“If Your Mother was to tell your Life Story” and how most of the lines open with the pronoun it, which refers
back to the title. There are a number of poems like this out there in the world of Contemporary Poetry
these days. What do you think it is that draws us to these sorts of repetitive/ lyrical structures?
CF: I have my beginning poets work with anaphora. The first draft
of this poem was my doing an assignment I was about to give to my students. I don’t like to give
poetry assignments I wouldn’t want to do myself. (I’m composing a poem entirely in my head
over the next week along with my advanced workshop. It’s very hard! I kind of
wish I hadn’t assigned us this task! But it’s also very useful; I am using my time at red lights
wisely.)
I introduce my beginners to anaphora because it’s
such a straightforward way of showing them how repetition can modulate voice and sound and tone. We read
Gregory Orr’s “Litany,” a poem in which the speaker tells the story of mistakenly shooting his brother while
hunting. Orr uses anaphora in service to voice and tone, beginning each line with the phrase “I remember.”
The anaphora there allows the poem to gain both speed and weight as it drags along. Then we read
something like Joy Harjo’s “She Had Some Horses,” which uses the same device to create this relentless,
driving rhythm. In that poem the anaphoristic phrase sort of disappears, becoming almost purely sound.
It’s unnerving and very powerful. Anaphora is a very versatile rhetorical device.
I think there’s a great delight in it too: the list!
Out on his run the other day, my husband found someone’s to-do list for their wedding. It
was so extensive. It felt so immediate and so personal—yet very perfunctory and boring, too.
But we couldn’t stop reading it.
AMK: Most
of your poems utilize a 3-5 beat line but this one uses much longer ones. Why is that?
CF: I have no idea. Again, it probably has to do with the way
I composed, reading it aloud and letting that guide me in forming the lines.
AMK:
“Getting Better” is a pretty awesome poem simply because it utilizes the surprise of the mouse in the house paint
at the end so damned well. Surprise, it seems to me, is an interesting notion because it can be used in
just about any art form: fiction, poetry, film, cartoons, fine art, music, etc… though I’m
not sure we see it often enough in poetry. Is this use of surprise something that came naturally to the
poem simply because of the narrative or because you wanted it to have that effect at the end of the poem?
CF: Your question is more interesting than any answer I could come up with.
I want to think about it for the rest of my life. You made me think of this piece of art I saw
a few years ago (in an Arte Povera exhibit, I think it was at the Geffen in Los Angeles). The piece is a very plain
looking box with a floodlight inside it, pointing to the ceiling. The light inside is programmed
to turn on at random, but it only goes on for a few moments once a year. No way of knowing when
it will happen. It could happen in the middle of the night. Or it could go
on while you happen to be looking at it. I don’t suppose that has much to do with your question, really, but
the potential for surprise is what makes that piece so powerful. It’s about the very idea
of surprise, of chance, and of imagination, too.
The playwright
Sherry Kramer talks about how the end of a play should be at once inevitable and impossible. I think about this a
lot when I’m reading and writing poems. Ending images, ending phrases: how
can they be both inevitable and impossible?
AMK: “Getting
Better,” though it’s not a prose poem, reminds me a lot of Carolyn Forche’s “The Colonel.”
Both use very straight-forward language. Both are poems of witness. And
both tell stories of cruel acts committed by the powerful on the weak. Was “The Colonel”
a poem you had in mind as you were composing “Getting Better”? What poems have had
the most impact on your development as a poet and, particularly, on the poems featured here?
CF: Wow. No. “The Colonel” wasn’t
in my mind, though I adore that poem.
I don’t
know that I could name specific poems that I had in mind while composing “Getting Better.” I
was much affected by something I once heard Sharon Olds say in an interview. She was asked something about
political poetry and she said that she felt that any poem about a relationship is political, that any relationship—mother/daughter,
sister/brother, where one person has any power over another is inherently political. That has made a lot
of sense to me.
AMK: What are you working on now?
CF: I’m working on poems for a second collection. I want
this collection to open up more in structure, maybe dwell more in the lyrical. I think the title
is either going to be “The Talent of the Body” or “Lazarus Dies Again.” What
do you think?
AMK: Thank you.
Thank YOU, Andrew.