"Dissolving" by Barry Goldensohn
by
MaryAnn
09/22/2009, 11:15 AM #
Goldensohn’s “Dissolving” aims to be a tour de force – a 15-line poem written as one long sentence.
His choice is apt for this poem. Just as the reader is suspended, held aloft waiting for the period at the end of the sentence, so also is the man in the poem suspended, held aloft in the water, waiting (or hoping) for his intense memories to become “weightless stuff ready / to drift away in the water and air and light.”
The poem is well-balanced. At the beginning of the poem, the man forgets “the dangerous weight of his body,” while at the end of the poem he hopes to forget his possibly dangerous memories. The poem contrasts the man’s body’s weight with the “weightless stuff” of his memories. In the first half of the poem, the man is described as “one with the water and air and light,” while at the end he waits for memories “to drift away in the water and air and light.”
And the word “ruminant” is a play on words, suggesting both an animal that re-chews what has already been chewed and a meditative person.
But for me, the poem is not wholly successful. The switch from a floating body to the metaphor of a cow chewing its cud is so abrupt as to be laughable, and I’m not sure that’s what the author intended.
Further, any time an author attempts the high-wire act of an overly long sentence, he invites the reader (well, this one anyway) to ruminate on whether or not that sentence is grammatically correct and/ or clear. And, yes, I found parts of the poem distracting. The pronoun “he” in line 7 seems to be adrift from any grammatical construction in the sentence. And later, it sounds like it’s the metaphoric ruminant disgorging the sobbing face, the debate, the screech of delight, rather than the man’s “mind digesting meanings.”
Now that I think of it, I wonder how appropriate the metaphor of a ruminant really is, since its cud never really becomes “weightless.” Is this poem the description of what happens to the floating man or what he wants to happen?
For me, Goldensohn’s “Dissolving” is not as successful as another of his Slate poems, “Walking in Fog.”
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