Song of Napalm by Bruce Weigl
Bruce Weigl's Song of Napalm is another collection of poems dealing with the impact of the Vietnam War. Robert Stone says in the introduction, "Bruce Weigl's poetry is a refusal to forget. It is an angry assertion of the youth and life that was spent in Vietnam with such vast prodigality, as though youth and life were infinite. Through his honesty and toughmindedness, he undertakes the traditional duty of the poet: in the face of randomness and terror to subject things themselves to the power of art and thus bring them within the compass of moral comprehension." Weigl takes readers on a journey to Vietnam in the late 1960s and explores the anxiety he feels as a soldier in a strange nation. Each poem's narrator carefully observes his surroundings, detailing the corner laundry, the hotel, the jungle, and his fellow soldiers. "Who would've thought the world stops turning in the war, the tropical heat like hate and your platoon moves out without you, your wet clothes piled at the feet of the girl at the laundry, beautiful with her facts." (from "Girl at the Chu Lai Laundry," page 4) Song of Napalm chronicles the narrator's transformation from boy to soldier to terrified man in the jungle and recovering killer. In a way some of these poems contain a dark sense of humor about the war, which probably kept the narrator sane.
Temple Near Quang Tri, Not on the Map (page 7-8) Dusk, the ivy thick with sparrows squawking for more room is all we hear; we see birds move on the walls of the temple shaping their calligraphy of wings. Ivy is thick in the grottoes, on the moon-watching platform and ivy keeps the door from fully closing. The point man leads us and we are inside, lifting the white washbowl, the smaller bowl for rice, the stone lanterns and carved stone heads that open above the carved faces for incense. But even the bamboo sleeping mat rolled in the corner, even the place of prayer, is clean. And a small man sits legs askew in the shadow the farthest wall casts halfway across the room. He is bent over, his head rests on the floor and he is speaking something as though to us and not to us. The CO wants to ignore him; he locks and loads and fires a clip into the walls which are not packed with rice this time and tells us to move out. But one of us moves towards the man, curious about what he is saying. We bend him to sit straight and when he's nearly peaked at the top of his slow uncurling his face becomes visible, his eyes roll down to the charge wired between his teeth and the floor. The sparrows burst off the walls into the jungle.
Weigl's dark humor permeates these pages, but it is more than the humor that will engage readers. It is his frank lines and how the narrator tells readers the truth about the situation. From "Elegy," Weigl says, "The words would not let themselves be spoken./ Some of them died./ Some of them were not allowed to." There are just unspeakable atrocities that happen in war, and soldiers who return home may not actually return home resembling who they were before they left. Song of Napalm is a frank discussion about becoming a man in a time of war, dealing with the horrors of killing and worrying about being killed, and returning home to a world you don't recognize and trying to reinsert yourself into the society that sent you to war in the first place.
This is my 3rd book for the 2010 Vietnam War Reading Challenge.
This is my 17th book for the contemporary poetry challenge.
This is my 5th book for the Clover Bee & Reverie Poetry Challenge. *** Please also remember to check out the next stops on the National Poetry Month Blog Tour at Online Publicist and Boston Bibliophile. TODAY is Poem in Your Pocket Day! What poem will you be reading?