Saturday, June 24, 2023

Review of And the Rivers Thereof: Reflections on Riverine Imagery in the Writing of Jack Kerouac by Gregory Stephenson

 



In the past we have reviewed two different books by Gregory Stephenson: The ragged promised land: Jack Kerouac's America and Is Baseball Holy? Jack Kerouac and the National Pastime. I recommended both and now comes a third recommendation: And the Rivers Thereof: Reflections on Riverine Imagery in the Writing of Jack Kerouac.

As the title suggests, this short piece (44 pages) delves into the actual and metaphorical references to rivers in Jack Kerouac's written works. I had never thought much about this topic, but after reading Stephenson's book, I have a new appreciation for Kerouac's treatment of rivers in his writing.

Stephenson's thesis appears early in the piece:

It is my purpose in the following notes to consider certain of the interpretive dimensions of riverine imagery in Jack Kerouac's writing and to assess the role of rivers in the author's oeuvre. (p. 8)

Of course, references in On The Road are analyzed, but so is imagery found in Jack's August 1950 draft of his most famous novel, titled Gone On The Road. Also represented in Stephenson's work are The Town and the City, Kerouac's journals (e.g., one titled "Rain and Rivers"), Visions of Cody, Book of Sketches, Doctor Sax, Some of the Dharma, Maggie Cassidy, Visions of Gerard, The Dharma Bums, Desolation Angels, Big Sur, pieces from Good Blonde and Others, the introduction Kerouac wrote for Robert Frank's The Americans, short works like "Essentials of Spontaneous Prose" and "Belief & Technique for Modern Prose," and, finally, The Subterraneans.

In each instance above, Stephenson presents Kerouac's own words along with a thoughtful analysis of how the example cited shows how

during more than 20 years of literary writing, Jack Kerouac was repeatedly drawn to riverine imagery as a potent and evocative motif. (p. 41)

Kerouac mentioned many rivers across the above works. I may have missed some but these appear in Stephenson's book: Merrimack, Hudson, Mississippi, Shenandoah, Kanawha, Rio Grande, East River, Red River, Roanoke, Cimarron, Missouri, Fall River, Potomac, Neuse, North River, Wasatch, Yellowstone, Ohio, Orinoco, Ventauri, South Platte, Pajaro, Concord, Skagit, Obi, Amazon, Congo, Ganges, Yangtzes, Plate, Avon, the creek in Bixby Canyon, Guadaloupe, Palajo, Klamath, Columbia, Williamette (pronounced Will am' it - we have friends who live in the area), Snake, Hood, Dalles, Yakima, Madison, Gallatin, Jefferson, Pasco, Rainy, Brazos, Tennessee, Allegheny, and the Mekong.

That's an even 50 rivers by my count. Kerouac mentioning so many rivers in itself supports Stephenson's thesis.

Throughout Stephenson's book, a Kerouac devotee encounters familiar scenarios that become new again because of the emphasis on the river motif. For example, Kerouac's appointed meetings with a girlfriend beneath the clock hanging from the wall of Lowell High School in Maggie Cassidy take on new significance as a counter-example to "the Concord River, which knows another, deeper time" (p. 25). Indeed, in Kerouac's whole approach to prose -- spontaneous prose -- parallels can be seen with the flow of rivers as his sentences, "borne forward by rhythm and sound . . . have their currents and cascades, their rapids and meanders (p. 40). 

I won't take the time to give more examples of Stephenson's analyses, but they're all right on target and well-written. At times I wasn't sure where Kerouac quotes left off and Stephenson's writing began. As Kerouac biographer Gerald Nicosia says in a cover blurb, "the guy can really write." I think you'll find that to be true if you obtain a copy of Stephenson's latest foray into the writings of Jack Kerouac. Plus you'll see Kerouac's writings in a whole new riverine light.



A heavenly birthday wish for Beat poet Ruth Weiss

 

Noted Beat poet Ruth Weiss was born on today's date -- June 24 -- in 1928. I could not verify whether she appeared in any of Jack Kerouac's works.

HERE is a link to a documentary film about Weiss. You can read about her interactions with Kerouac HERE. It's a bit of a challenge to find her poetry online, but with some Googling you can find some. HERE is a clip of Ruth reading at the San Francisco Public Library, on the same stage that yours truly was part of a panel discussion in 2013 (click HERE).

Happy heavenly birthday, Ms. Weiss.


Wednesday, June 21, 2023

Just like Jack

 

Karma

We recently returned from an 8-month road trip around America in our camper van. We logged 30 states, 2 countries (we drove to the tip of the Baja peninsula and back), and 16 National Parks/Monuments.

We returned home to Maine on June 15, or Day 257 of our trip. On June 7, while we were in Michigan, I received word that my cat, Karma, was not doing well and in fact he died later that day.

The first thing that struck me was that the same thing happened to Jack Kerouac while he was on the road. As he reports in Big Sur (he had been hitchhiking from Monsanto's -- Lawrence Ferlinghetti -- cabin in Big Sur back to San Francisco and said it was "The last time I ever hitch hiked--And NO RIDES a sign):

THE NEXT SIGN IS IN FRISCO ITSELF where after a night of perfect sleep in an old skid row hotel room I go to see Monsanto at his City Lights bookstore and he's smiling and glad to see me, says "We were coming out to see you next weekend you should have waited," but there's something else in his expression--When we're alone he says "Your mother wrote and said your cat is dead." 

Ordinarily the death of a cat means little to most men, a lot to fewer men, but to me, and that cat, it was exactly and no lie and sincerely like the death of my little brother--I loved Tyke with all my heart, he was my baby who as a kitten just slept in the palm of my hand with his little head hanging down, or just purring, for hours, just as long as I held him that way, walking or sitting--He was like a floppy fur wrap around my wrist, I just twist him around my wrist or drape him and he just purred and purred and even when he got big I still held him that way, I could even hold this big cat in both hands with my arms outstretched right over my head and he'd just purr, he had complete confidence in me-- (Big Sur, 1981, Penguin Books, pp. 48-50)

Jack goes on to retell the content of the letter from his mother telling about Tyke dying.

It's just about too much to bear, being gone like I was. My great friend died and I wasn't there for him.

Another great friend of mine, Richard Marsh, had a similar relationship with his cat, Mr. Pooh W. Bah. And he knows the pain I'm in. I'm typing this through tears of grief.

RIP, Karma (2004-2023)






Saturday, June 17, 2023

Free copy of Beat Atlas

 

We're back from being "on the road" for 8 months. We left in our camper October 3, 2022 and traveled as far as the southern tip of the Baja peninsula, passing through 25 or so states, visiting 10 or so national parks, and just generally having an epic trip lasting 257 days start to finish.

Living in a small camper for 8 months was a challenge. One of the downsides is we didn't have room for books. Along the way I picked up a copy of Beat Atlas by Bill Morgan. I left my copy at home and figured I could always give away the newer copy when I returned.

As it turned out, I didn't use my new copy at all and it is in pristine condition. If you want it, reply to this post and I will send it to the first person to respond free of charge. Check back in case you are the winner and I'll get your snail mail address.

Good luck!


P.S. In case you're wondering, I am contemplating returning to regular blogging, so stay tuned.


 

Tuesday, December 27, 2022

Kerouac-olutions for 2023 and an update on 2022's

 


Before I address Kerouac-olutions for the New Year, here is an update on how I did with 2022's.


2022 New Year's Kerouac-olutions UPDATE

I only have one Kerouac-olution this year: to practice kindness. That's something I need to work on every day in every way. Click HERE for some Buddhist-inspired thinking on the subject.

Outcome: it's intangible but I think I practiced kindness more than usual this past year. I can't point to specifics, but one thing I changed was my attitude toward people of different political stripes from me. I've not engaged in arguing about such stuff on Facebook or much in real life. And my not watching so much news -- as we have been traveling away from home 87 days as of today -- has left me with less to stress about in terms of politics.


2023 New Year's Kerouac-olutions

I am maintaining my last year's resolution to practice kindness this year. We'll see how I do. I wish I could quantify what this resolution looks like in action, but I am bereft of ideas. Maybe you have some? One thing I want to do to buttress my kindness behavior is to practice breathing meditation more often.

There you have it -- an update on last year's and this year's Kerouac-olutions.

What are YOU resolving for the New Year?

 


Saturday, December 3, 2022

Video from the Pacific Coast Highway


We are camped along the Pacific Coast Highway at the Rincon Parkway near where Jack Kerouac wrote about at the beginning of The Dharma Bums.

Here is a video of the train passing our campsite: https://youtu.be/keEMqKDJTWY



Saturday, October 1, 2022

On hiatus for a spell

We are leaving Monday for a multiple month trip in our RV across the United States. While I'll have my computer with me, I don't anticipate using it daily or checking for Kerouac-related birth and death dates often enough that I wouldn't miss some. Rather than miss some dates, I am going to suspend posting about such dates until such time as I return home and have more of a routine. Hopefully, this doesn't bum any readers out too badly. I may still post from time-to-time as we hit Kerouac-related places along the way or the muse strikes me for some reason.

If you're really into knowing what Kerouac-related character was born or died on a given date, you can check the archives (over there on the right ----> -- you might have to scroll down) for past entries on that date.

Sorry for any inconvenience, but I think it's best to set low expectations for the next few months. May we get what we desire and never what we deserve.

"On the road" we go . . . .