Interview With Author Sydney Lea
- Sydney, what      inspired you to write A North      Country Life?     From my very young childhood, when I was introduced to it by my father and      uncle, I have haunted a certain part of Maine, which is still wild and      remote. But fifty years and more ago, and for some decades after, I knew      and loved a generation of men and women – all of whom would be at least      120 now if they still lived– who scratched out their livelihoods there      before the arrival of power tools, let alone electricity. Because they had      no means of outside entertainment, they provided their own, generally in      the shape of stories, and sometimes poems and songs. I just turned 70      myself, and as I approached that milestone, I recognized that mine would      be the last generation ever to have known such people. Because their sense      of the kinship between language and the natural landscape, and their      narrative impulses, have had a profounder effect on me than anyone or      anything – not only on my writing but also on the way I have tried to      conduct my life– I felt I owed them this tribute. They needed to be      remembered on the page.
- What do you      find so fascinating or important about the tales of woodsmen, waters, and      wildlife? I      guess I just answered that, at least in part. We live, increasingly, in a      “virtual” world, one in which our relations with the physical one are more      and more oblique; as an inveterate outdoorsman, I lament this, but also as      a mere human: I think we lose something vital as our lives become more and      more technologized. I am not being anti-technology, not at all; I am      arguing only that our unconsciousness of the degree to which we are      creatures of nature is a regrettable and even a dangerous thing. If you      have a close physical and spiritual relation to nature, for example, you      are more apt to treat your environment with reverence, care and concern.      In the cases of the old folks I’ve mentioned, the line between nature and      human nature was so vague as almost to be non-existent. I’ll never be one      of them, but I admired and still admire the state of mind and body they      personified.
- You write of      people long gone from another century. What are the challenges of bringing      their voice to life today?     Well, among many others, a huge challenge is to convey just how skillfully      they could weave a story, whether it was fictional or real (often it was      hard to be sure, and they kept it that way). Related to that –despite the      fact that many of them were at best sub literate – was how deftly and      effectively they used language. Now I am no Willa Cather or Mark Twain. It      takes genius like theirs to use dialect to capture the essence of a local      language. We lesser writers must try to capture the rhythms and the      cadences of that glorious speech without imitating it, because efforts at      imitation often ring so false, and when they do, they imply condescension,      assort of Uncle Remus gambit. And Lord knows, that’s the last impression I      want to leave. But that’s what A North Country Life tries to do.
- As the Poet      Laureate of Vermont, how can we encourage the growth of the art of poetry? I think poets need to get      out into their communities more, to take their work and others’ to venues      that aren’t –like so many in our time– academic ones. Mind you, I’m happy      enough to have those more specialized audiences, but they are not the ones      I have in mind as I write. Crazy as it sounds (and I concede it makes no      sense at all), I like to imagine those old- timers as my listeners. This      does not mean I have to write simplistic poetry; the men and women I have      in mind were simply educated, if educated at all in the formal sense of      the word, but they were a long way from stupid. I was an academic for over      four decades, so I don’t mean to foul my own nest; but too many academics      assume that all the smart people exist behind ivied walls. I have made it      my mission as poet laureate to visit Vermont’s community libraries, and      believe me, there are plenty of smart people, from all stations in life,      who show up when I do. I don’t just read. I try to correct the notion,      which I may be as guilty as anyone else of helping along, that poetry is      this arcane, encoded mode of discourse that you have to have special      training to understand. I tell my listeners that I think of poems as one      person saying something to another. If the one doing the saying is any      good, I believe, he or she does not start with a whole set of symbols and      metaphors; these arise from the context of what he or she is saying as he      or she says it. If some people find poetry obscure, it’s at least worth      asking whether the fault lies not with them but with the poets themselves.      I’m old enough that I am not embarrassed to say that there are reams of      contemporary poetry that leave me dumbfounded.
- What advice do      you have a struggling writer?     My advice is simple: in order to be a writer, you have to write. That      would seem self-evident. But it is astonishing how adolescent the views of      Hollywood and a whole lot of fancy scholars seem to be with respect to how      one becomes a poet: that somehow you are star-crossed, that you wake up      one day, get struck by inspiration, and boom! you’re William Blake. I like      to analogize to sports. Michael Jordan, say, wasn’t Michael Jordan until      he had put in all kinds of time practicing his shots and moves. There were      likely lots of young men with similar talents; it was the combination of      God-given talent and persistence that made him what he was. It’s much the      same with writing. Anything you do rigorously for ten years, let’s say, is      something that you’ll get better at. Will you be the literary Michael      Jordan? Who knows? But you certainly won’t come close by studying it,      thinking about it, planning it. What was that ad that Jordan was in? “Just      Do It.”
- As the founder      of the New England Review, where do you see media coverage of books      heading? It      is perfectly clear that we are going through changes that rival those      brought on by the Gutenberg Bible’s printing in moveable type. I don’t      really know much about technology, nor have I ever been much good at      predicting the world’s future; yet even I will be presenting a collection      of essays (along with my collaborator, the former Delaware laureate Fleda      Brown) as an e-book in April. I am clueless as to what this bodes, but I      can’t help it: I’m going to find out. In short, we are moving from a print      medium to a screen medium. Indeed, in many respects we are already there.      Magazines such as the one I founded will, I suspect (and sure it saddens      me; why wouldn’t it?) will cease to exist, and so will books of the sort I      have been publishing for more than thirty years. Or rather, they will morph      into an online/electronic format. A lot of the best have already done so.      So both publication and critical and public response to it will follow      suit, already have in many places.

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