Enjoy this weekend's bits and bytes
Hayden Carruth didn’t praise technology too much, let alone the technology we work with, though I once heard him talk about computers making experimental layout of poems easier. We have his “Regarding Chainsaws,” which (sorry) cuts both ways, and this minor mention of computing technology:
April 25, 1994
Dear Jane,
It’s an entirely typical morning here. Gray, drizzly, warm, a song sparrow in the old grape vine, crows congregating noisily in the woods. I’ve been up for about an hour and a half. I’ve made coffee and fed the cats, Mudgins and Cooker, I’ve drunk two mugs of coffee and smoked six or seven cigarettes, I’ve considered my sins, and now I’m sitting in my tattered old wingback chair by the stove (cold at this time of year) with my new portable computer on my knees. Much more comfortable than sitting stark upright at the desk. Joe-Anne is still sleeping. We were up late last night, as we are most nights….
—from Letters to Jane (Ausable Press, 2004)
But my favorite Carruth rumination on technology is “Pa McCabe” (which is itself eventually more concerned with Pa). The poem opens like this:
Pa McCabe
You tell these young spratasses around here
you got a ram down in the brook, they’ll look
at you like you was talking the Mongolian
jabberfizzy, they ain’t never heard of any such
a thing. Even if you say it’s a hydraulic
ram, it don’t mean nothing to them. Maybe
it don’t to you. Well, a ram is a kind of a pump,
see? It works without any power except the force
of the water itself. How? You’re thinking I’m
off my rocker? Ok. You got an inlet pipe
that’s four to five times the diameter of the
outlet, and you set that inlet far enough up
the brook so it makes a fall of maybe two to
three feet, so the incoming water will hit
with force. What happens is it hits a little
weighted valve and pushes it upwards so most
of the water sprays out and goes back to the brook.
But then the valve falls closed again from its
own weight, and that pushes a little water up
into the dome, and of course that creates pressure
same as you got in any pump, and the pressure
will drive some of the water into the outlet.
Ingenious, ain't it? Of course it ain't what you
guys would call efficient; you only get out
about 10 to 15 percent of the incoming water. But
it don't cost nothing! Nothing! No electricity,
no gasoline. Once you got that pump going, it'll
run forever.
I had a small one once, borrowed
off Marshall....
Read the rest in Carruth’s Collected Shorter Poems, 1946-1991 (Copper Canyon Press, 1992).