{"id":1223,"date":"2008-09-29T12:41:30","date_gmt":"2008-09-29T11:41:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mcrrview.web.its.manchester.ac.uk\/blog\/?p=56"},"modified":"2016-01-23T22:03:56","modified_gmt":"2016-01-23T21:03:56","slug":"elaine-feinstein-talking-to-the-dead-carcanet-64pp-995","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.themanchesterreview.co.uk\/?p=1223","title":{"rendered":"Elaine Feinstein, <em>Talking to the Dead<\/em> (Carcanet Press) \u00a39.95"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>This latest collection from Elaine Feinstein exudes a str<span lang=\"en-GB\">angely plaintive sense of calm, per<span lang=\"en-GB\">haps because the author largely eschews melodrama, self pity and regret, therefore avoiding many of the pitfalls less skilfull or experienced poets might stumble into.<\/span> There is a precision to these poems, manifesting itself in an equilibrium of emotion and intellect.<\/span><br \/>\n\u00a0<br \/>\n<span lang=\"en-GB\">Taking<\/span> the form of a sustained elegy, in dedication to her husband Arnold Feinstein, the celebrated protein chemist and immunologist,<span lang=\"en-GB\"> the book is both tonally and thematically explorative. Shifting between reminiscence and the regenerative, <\/span>Feinstein re-assesses the world around her in the immediate aftermath of her ber<span lang=\"en-GB\">eavement and its longer trajectory.<\/span><br \/>\n\u00a0<\/p>\n<p lang=\"en-GB\">The collection opens with a downbeat poem titled simply &#8216;Winter&#8217;. The speaker obsesses over the image of her buried husband, carrying it around: \u201clike an embryo under the squelchy ground, \/ without a birth to wait for, whirled \/ into that darkness where nothing is found\u201d. There is a sense, however, that from now on new discoveries await, though they will not be much easier.<\/p>\n<p>Appropriately enough Fei<span lang=\"en-GB\">nstein draws on<\/span> scientific themes. In &#8216;Hubble&#8217; the fabled telescope becomes &#8220;the delicate toy \/ measuring heavenly secrets&#8221;, as mankind&#8217;s achievements are measured against the vastness of the universe and the potential for a greater power working within that. &#8216;Bonds&#8217; is more subtle than this, playing on the multiple meanings of the word, recalling various travels with her husband, the successes and failures\u00a0in his career.<\/p>\n<p>Elsewhere &#8216;Afghan&#8217; probes physical distance and emotional longing, the poet drawing comparisons with a taxi driver. She is numbed by grief, he by a sterile metropolitan existence, both are exiles: &#8220;His neighbours rarely provoke him to more than \/ flickers of shame or adrenalin&#8221;. The six poem sequence &#8216;Scatterings&#8217; interweaves images of historically significant travellers, pilgrimages and a variety of cultures.<\/p>\n<p>Fei<span lang=\"en-GB\">nstein<\/span> is also unafraid to tackle to the<span lang=\"en-GB\"> spiritual, momentarily tempted by the<span lang=\"en-GB\"> easy solutions of religion<\/span> in &#8216;Lazarus&#8217;s Sister&#8217;, utilising the same metaphor as Velazquez in his own study in devotion <em>Christ in the House of Martha and Mary<\/em>. In the<span lang=\"en-GB\"> end though, she is<\/span> acutely aware of the fallacy in that ideal, neither respite nor divine intervention await<span lang=\"en-GB\">:<\/span> \u201cBut nothing brings relief. \/ All our days are numbered in a book. I try to imagine \/ a way our story can end without a magician\u201d.<\/span><\/p>\n<p lang=\"en-GB\">The<span lang=\"en-GB\"> poet<\/span> has long been influenced by Russian poetry. One poem here is written under the influence of Akhmatova and there are two after the more contemporary Olga Martynova. &#8216;At the Heart of This Black World&#8217; stands out, with its questioning doubt and attempts to reason with the material world: &#8220;What does the river know of its own bed, \/ Or the spider of its web? What does a canvas know of a painting?&#8221;. The final simple but assertive imperative instructs the reader to &#8220;Listen&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p lang=\"en-GB\">Placing the two poems &#8216;Another Anniversary&#8217; and &#8216;A Pebble on Your Grave&#8217; side-by-side, Feinstein conjures the spirit of Persephone, philosophising disgruntledly, one foot in Hades, one out. Unsure as to where she belongs best, the former reasons: &#8220;The greedy and the generous have the same end. \/ The dead know nothing of what we say to them. \/ Still, in that silence let me write: <em>dear friend<\/em>&#8220;.<\/p>\n<p lang=\"en-GB\">As the closing poem, London, com<span lang=\"en-GB\">es round,<\/span> we find Feinstein in more positive mood, and with the introduction of her grandaughter, looking towards future generations for purpose. The closing couplet intones: &#8220;Her eight-year-old spirit is tender as blossom. \/ Be gentle to her now, ferocious London&#8221;, suggesting the transitory nature of the world.<\/p>\n<p lang=\"en-GB\">\u00a0<\/p>\n<p lang=\"en-GB\">Simon Haworth<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This latest collection from Elaine Feinstein exudes a strangely plaintive sense of calm, perhaps because the author largely eschews melodrama, self pity and regret, therefore avoiding many of the pitfalls less skilfull or experienced poets might stumble into. 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