WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:01.320 align:middle line:90% 00:00:01.320 --> 00:00:05.680 align:middle line:84% I'm not going to read too much longer, 00:00:05.680 --> 00:00:07.170 align:middle line:90% so we'll all be very happy. 00:00:07.170 --> 00:00:08.760 align:middle line:84% I'm going to read three more poems. 00:00:08.760 --> 00:00:10.320 align:middle line:84% One of the poems is a little long. 00:00:10.320 --> 00:00:13.918 align:middle line:84% I'm going to read a poem from Rose. 00:00:13.918 --> 00:00:15.960 align:middle line:84% The next two poems I'm going to read are similar, 00:00:15.960 --> 00:00:20.190 align:middle line:84% and I didn't realize this until later. 00:00:20.190 --> 00:00:23.930 align:middle line:84% This imperative to remember, I think, poses a lot of problems, 00:00:23.930 --> 00:00:25.680 align:middle line:84% especially for someone like me who doesn't 00:00:25.680 --> 00:00:26.950 align:middle line:90% have a very good memory. 00:00:26.950 --> 00:00:31.890 align:middle line:84% In the next two poems, I think that the poem 00:00:31.890 --> 00:00:39.495 align:middle line:84% enacts within its duration the failure of memory, my memory. 00:00:39.495 --> 00:00:44.100 align:middle line:90% 00:00:44.100 --> 00:00:47.130 align:middle line:84% The first one, I think, comes from, 00:00:47.130 --> 00:00:52.620 align:middle line:84% I had a love for the tradition of the "Midrash," which 00:00:52.620 --> 00:00:58.740 align:middle line:84% is a Hebraic tradition in which stories are told and retold 00:00:58.740 --> 00:01:00.300 align:middle line:90% for clarification. 00:01:00.300 --> 00:01:04.200 align:middle line:84% And I thought that made absolute sense. 00:01:04.200 --> 00:01:07.050 align:middle line:84% But there are events that are in our lives that 00:01:07.050 --> 00:01:09.960 align:middle line:90% are so huge or so mysterious-- 00:01:09.960 --> 00:01:11.640 align:middle line:90% death, love, exile. 00:01:11.640 --> 00:01:14.190 align:middle line:90% 00:01:14.190 --> 00:01:18.480 align:middle line:84% They're so large that we can't understand them 00:01:18.480 --> 00:01:23.010 align:middle line:84% except that we keep telling them over and over again 00:01:23.010 --> 00:01:28.560 align:middle line:84% and each time modifying it maybe with the end of clarification 00:01:28.560 --> 00:01:29.070 align:middle line:90% in mind. 00:01:29.070 --> 00:01:33.610 align:middle line:84% This poem is called "Visions and Interpretations." 00:01:33.610 --> 00:01:40.050 align:middle line:84% So it's about a failure of memory and it's retelling. 00:01:40.050 --> 00:01:43.710 align:middle line:90% "Visions and Interpretations." 00:01:43.710 --> 00:01:46.170 align:middle line:84% "Because this graveyard is a hill, 00:01:46.170 --> 00:01:51.270 align:middle line:84% I must climb up to see my dead, stopping once midway 00:01:51.270 --> 00:01:55.050 align:middle line:90% to rest beside this tree. 00:01:55.050 --> 00:01:58.200 align:middle line:84% It was here between the anticipation 00:01:58.200 --> 00:02:02.850 align:middle line:84% of exhaustion and exhaustion, between vale and peak. 00:02:02.850 --> 00:02:08.400 align:middle line:84% My father came down to me and we climbed arm in arm to the top. 00:02:08.400 --> 00:02:11.700 align:middle line:84% He cradled the bouquet I brought and, I, 00:02:11.700 --> 00:02:16.170 align:middle line:84% a good son never mentioned his grave erect like a door 00:02:16.170 --> 00:02:18.360 align:middle line:90% behind him. 00:02:18.360 --> 00:02:21.240 align:middle line:84% And it was here one summer day I sat down 00:02:21.240 --> 00:02:24.210 align:middle line:84% to read an old book when I looked up 00:02:24.210 --> 00:02:29.310 align:middle line:84% from the moonlit page, I saw a vision of a world about to come 00:02:29.310 --> 00:02:33.030 align:middle line:90% and a world about to go. 00:02:33.030 --> 00:02:36.540 align:middle line:84% Truth is, I've not seen my father since he died. 00:02:36.540 --> 00:02:40.620 align:middle line:84% And no, the dead do not walk arm in arm with me. 00:02:40.620 --> 00:02:44.700 align:middle line:84% If I carry flowers to them, I do so without their help. 00:02:44.700 --> 00:02:49.050 align:middle line:84% The blossom is not always bright, torch-like, but often 00:02:49.050 --> 00:02:51.600 align:middle line:90% heavy as sun newspaper. 00:02:51.600 --> 00:02:54.570 align:middle line:84% Truth is, I came here with my son one day 00:02:54.570 --> 00:02:58.740 align:middle line:84% and we rested against this tree, and I fell asleep 00:02:58.740 --> 00:03:03.930 align:middle line:84% and dreamed a dream which, upon my boy waking me, I told. 00:03:03.930 --> 00:03:06.270 align:middle line:90% Neither of us understood. 00:03:06.270 --> 00:03:09.030 align:middle line:90% Then we went up. 00:03:09.030 --> 00:03:13.290 align:middle line:84% Even this is not accurate, let me begin again. 00:03:13.290 --> 00:03:16.890 align:middle line:90% Between two griefs, a tree. 00:03:16.890 --> 00:03:19.590 align:middle line:84% Between my hands, white chrysanthemums, 00:03:19.590 --> 00:03:21.870 align:middle line:90% yellow chrysanthemums. 00:03:21.870 --> 00:03:24.120 align:middle line:84% The old book I finished reading, I've 00:03:24.120 --> 00:03:27.210 align:middle line:90% since read again and again. 00:03:27.210 --> 00:03:29.790 align:middle line:90% And what was far grows near. 00:03:29.790 --> 00:03:32.490 align:middle line:84% And what is near grows more dear. 00:03:32.490 --> 00:03:36.000 align:middle line:84% And all of my visions and interpretations 00:03:36.000 --> 00:03:40.650 align:middle line:84% depend on what I see and between my eyes is always 00:03:40.650 --> 00:03:44.060 align:middle line:90% the rain, the migrant rain." 00:03:44.060 --> 00:03:46.000 align:middle line:90%