Norman Minnick was kind enough to answer some interview questions for my Poetry Writing class a while back. I thought I'd repost his responses, in case you're interested.
1. What made you want to become a poet and is there a topic that you most prefer to write about?
It’s funny, when I was in my teens and twenties
I wrote poems and songs and gave a couple poetry readings and performed
in a band but never thought of myself as a poet. I wrote poems. How
does that make me a poet? I wanted to be a novelist. I didn’t choose
this.
2. Why did you decide to write some of your poems as
just one long stanza, such as “The Problem of the Puer Aeternus” and
“Stones”?
Is there a topic I most like to write about...? No, except
that I find myself writing about human beings, especially human beings
in situations that when viewed from a certain angle are rather odd. Ted
Hughes has a wonderful essay about writing about people in his book
Poetry Is. In it he writes about the art of choosing the right details
about a person that will capture his or her entire life. He says, "The
whole art of writing is to make your reader's imagination go into
action." This is more difficult than it sounds, but I feel like my
reader's imagination can conjure up a larger "story" of the woman
climbing into the Peterbilt or the girl with freckles carrying a flat of
azaleas in "A Week without Poetry", for example. Mine does, at least.
When I write poems I pay very close attention to way line- and
stanza-breaks work with the saying of the poem. (I have an essay about
this that I wrote for the poetry month issue of Teachers & Writers
Magazine that I’ll share with you later.) The one-stanza poems feel as
if they do not need a pause, as if they are one thought.
3. What’s the inspiration behind your poem, “A Week Without Poetry?”
The
irony is in the title. What most people would not consider poetry is all
around us, in the trash heap, on the side of the street, the things
people say at a Little League game, and so on. I sort of realized that
after a frustrating week of not reading or writing poetry (I read at
least a poem a day) that I had gathered these little nuggets that
resembled poems (poem-blips!) just by looking around and listening.
Maybe it’s not poetry, but it’s my world.
4. Are you the narrator in the “Angel Mounds State
Historic Site” and “Oconaluftee Indian Village, A Cherokee Living
History Museum” poems?
Yes. But I wouldn’t place too much trust in me as a narrator.
5. Were you able to visit Angel Mounds to research it?
Yes. It wasn’t research, though. I was just there.
6. Can you talk about the need to be willing to take
risks in poetry, especially in a poem like “In the Parking Lot of the
Dry Cleaners”?
If you aren’t taking risks in your poems then why are you writing?
There are eight million poets writing today and only about five or six
of them are really any good. Those are the ones who take risks. I
probably don’t risk enough. (Thank you, especially, for this question.
It really has me thinking.)
7. Did your family background influence your writing style? If so, how?
Growing up, I was surrounded by
books. Books on shelves! They were my father’s books. Not just any
books––they were books of great literature: mostly novels and poetry. A
little history, philosophy, drama, humor. They seemed somehow sacred to
me. I would look at them a lot. See my dad reading them. As I got older I
would sometimes take one down (carefully!) and open it. Ah, the smell! I
marveled at their bindings. The design of the pages. The typefaces (not
fonts!). I would read the colophons. The novels I didn’t read. I felt
that I somehow had to EARN them. I did sneak in a few of the poems from
time to time. Rilke. Yeats. Ted Hughes. Berryman. Robert Lowell.
Kinnell. Bly. Judith Minty! I knew that there were vast
worlds––universes––in those books. More wisdom. More mind-expanding
erudition than any drug could provide. Even without reading them at an
early age, they were physically and tangibly within my reach. And I
eventually did. Am still reading them. No academic or institution could
have led me into such rich terrain. No. I was surrounded by books. My
father read them.
8. Do you prefer writing in the day or at night?
I prefer writing whenever I can. If I am
driving and a good line comes to me I need to write it down immediately.
This is a dangerous practice and I don’t recommend it to anyone. Poems,
or ideas for poems, do not come easily. I snatch them up greedily
whenever they appear.
9. What’s your favorite poem in Folly?
That’s like asking which of your
children is your favorite. I enjoy the response I get when I read “In
the Parking Lot of the Dry Cleaners” or “Never-Never Land” or “Etc.
Etc.”
10. What was your inspiration for the poem, “The Young Girl”?
“The Young Girl”, along with other poems like
“Never-Never Land”, “Toes”, “Country Mark,” “Auto Repair Shop”, etc. are
simply anecdotal. They are accounts of what I have witnessed by being
in a certain place at a certain time and paying attention to the
intricacies of the moment. This is my favorite kind of poem––one that
doesn’t try to theorize or pontificate.
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