Chapter Two « POETICKS

Chapter Two

THE NAME

If you wanted to identify the author of a collection of literary works that seemed to be by one person, the first thing you’d want to do, it seems to me, is to check the cover or first few pages of the books in the collection to see if an author’s name showed up. If you did this with all of the forty or so editions of Shakespearean works published between 1593, the date of the first extant edition of any of his works, and 1623, the date of the most important edition of his works (the First Folio), you’d find that the title-page (or a dedicatory-page) of every one of them cites either William Shakespeare as its author, or no one.

If you were a suspicious sort, you might wonder about the ones, quite a few, that were originally printed anonymously. You’d have no cause to, though, for many plays published back then came out anonymously, including one that may have been the most popular play of its time, A Spanish Tragedy. An author’s name on a play does not seem often to have been considered nearly as much of a selling point as its title, and who performed it—just the way it is nowadays with movies and television programs. So, generally speaking, an author’s name got on the printed version of a play only if he’d attracted some kind of following. That would explain why Shakespeare’s name was rarely on the first of his plays to be printed, but began appearing on title-pages more and more as time went on, and his reputation grew. There is little reason to believe that anything more was involved.

You might also wonder about the “apochryphal” plays (and other works).  These are the relatively numerous plays and poems most scholars are certain were not by Shakespeare but which bore his name. If they could be wrongly attributed to him by their publishers, many anti-Stratfordians argue, why should the appearance of Shakespeare’s name on any title page or the like be considered meaningful? The simple answer is: because names on title pages and the like are, in general, meaningful. It makes sense to go by the majority of the cases rather than throw everything out because of a few minor exceptions (exceptions, I might add, that are easy to explain as sold under Shakespeare’s name because of its commercial value).

The more complicated answer requires us to turn to the Shakespeare studies academics.  Certain of them have done lengthy research with great care concerning the question.  One thing they’ve found is that many of the plays that just about all agree are part of The Shakespearean Ouevre appeared under Shakespeare’s name in more than one edition.  In other words, they corroborate his authorship of them. On the other hand, his name is on no more than one edition of any of the suspect plays.

There is also the way Shakespeare wrote.  The scholarly consensus is that the plays accepted as Shakespeare’s resemble each other in style, narrative preferences, outlook, and so forth, far more than they resemble any of the apocryphal.

Significantly more important, however, is the testimony of Shakespeare’s contemporaries. The First Folio contains the most and best of this.  That’s because its editors, who acted in his plays (and almost certainly personally knew him), John Heminges and Henry Condell, named him the author of its plays in their two prefaces to it. The First Folio also contains material corroborating Shakespeare’s authorship of those plays by such upright citizens as Leonard Digges, Ben Jonson, and the others who contributed dedicatory material to the book.

A number of other writers of his time unequivocably identified Shakespeare as the author of at least some of the specific plays and poems ascribed to him, in the process helping confirm which of the works with his name on them were genuinely his. The first to do so was Richard Barnfield. In 1598 he attributed Venus and Adonis and The Rape of Lucrece to Shakespeare in his poem, “A Remembrance of some English Poets.” In the same year, Francis Meres attributed twelve plays to Shakespeare in his Palladis Tamia: Wits Treasury (albeit he gave one of these a title no play has been identified with). In 1599 John Weever spoke in a poem of Shakespeare’s two narrative poems, and referred to Romeo and Juliet as well as to a history whose main character was a Richard as his. Around that time, too, Gabriel Harvey wrote a note about Venus and Adonis, The Rape of Lucrece and Hamlet on a blank page of a copy of Speght’s translation of Chaucer, attributing all three to Shakespeare.

Over the next few years, other writers such as the anonymous authors of the Parnassus plays, Anthony Scoloker, John Webster, Thomas Freeman, William Barksted, John Taylor, Francis Beaumont and Thomas Heywood wrote of Shakespeare’s composition of one or more of the works assigned to him . . . as did some court officials who registered his plays for publication or recorded their performance. There is little or no similar testimony in favor of the apocryphal plays’ being Shakespeare’s (or of any of Shakespeare’s plays having been written by anybody else).

To this you can add the testimony of two of the (first-person) sonnets in Shakespeares Sonnets (1609), whose author verifies that they were written by someone named Will; one of them even says, “My name is Will.” It is thus close to indisputable that the body of literary works with which we are concerned were written by someone using the name, “William Shakespeare” (and no one else).

But, wait, the anti-Stratfordians demand—that is not the name the Stratford man used! Whereas the poet’s name was mostly spelled, “Shakespeare”—although sometimes it’s “Shackspeare” or even something as bizarre as “Shaxberd”—the name of the man from Stratford was not only spelled “Shakespeare,” but “Shakespere,” “Shakespear,” “Shakspeare,” “Shackspeare,” “Shakspere,” “Shackespeare,” “Shackspere,” “Shackespere,” “Shaxspere,” “Shexpere,” “Shakspe~,” “Shaxpere,” “Shagspere,” “Shaksper,” “Shaxper,” “Shaxpeare,” “Shakespe” and “Shakp.” By the anti-Stratfordians’ count, “Shakspere,” was the most common spelling, and about how Shakespeare himself seems to have spelled it in his signatures, of which six (for sure) are extant. So, for them, the man from Stratford was Shakspere, the poet someone else calling himself “Shakespeare,” an entirely different name.

This is not a compelling argument. The fact of the matter is that the spelling of surnames (and many other words) was still in flux back then. Christopher Marlowe, to take just one documented example, was recorded as “Marlye,” “Marlyne,” “Marlin,” “Marly,” “Marline,” “Marlen,” “Marlinge,” and “Marle,” on a single ongoing document, the buttery book kept at his university for keeping track of students’ purchases of wine and beer. Interestingly, if we go by his only surviving signature, Marlowe spelled his name, “Christofer Marley.” He was almost never referred to as “Marlowe,” the name most used on his published works.

Similarly, the name of the theatrical entrepreneur we know as Phillip Henslowe was spelled “Henslowe” or “Hinshley” (and variations thereof) with no apparent rhyme or reason. In a single document (a 1587 deed of partnership with John Cholmley) the name is spelled “Hinshley,” “Hinchley,” “Henslow,” and “Hinshleye”; Henslowe himself sometimes signed his name “Henslow,” sometimes “Hensley.”

And back in Stratford, the name of the family one of Shakespeare’s daughters married into, the Quineys, was spelled thirteen different ways in the records. In short, the name of almost no one of the time was consistently spelled. The orthographic evidence that the Stratford man and the poet were two different people does not hold up.

Against this, anti-Stratfordians have cobbled together an argument that while names may have been spelled various ways, they were generally spelled in such a way as to phonetically reflect one correct pronunciation each. The Stratford Shakespeare’s name, they contend, was mainly spelled without an “e” on the end of its first syllable, which was therefore pronounced “shack”; the poet’s name was mainly spelled with the “e” on the end of its first syllable, which was therefore pronounced “shake.” What really distinguishes rustic from poet, then, is not their names’ spelling but their pronunciation.

If this were the case, though, why would the Shakespeare family name ever be spelled the “wrong” way (with the “magic e”)—or spelled that way more than a few times? And why would the Quiney family name be variably phoneticized, its spelling sometimes suggesting a “long-i” pronunciation (e.g., “Quiney”), at other times a “short-i” pronunciation (e.g., “Quinny”), and at least once a long-e pronunciation “Queeney”)!? And why did so many spellers of Marley/Marlowe’s and Henslowe/Hensley’s names, to mention just two more, get them “wrong,” phonetically?

Even if we were to let the majority rule, and argue that a sixteenth-century person’s name could only be what it was most often spelled as, which is ridiculous, the anti-Stratfordians would still lose, for the Stratford man’s name was spelled with the magic “e” more often than it was not. Or so David Kathman found when he had listed and analyzed some 180 occurrences of the Stratford Shakespeare’s name that he gathered, which must include close to all of the ones extant. (The anti-Stratfordians’ strained counters to Kathman’s conclusions are too tedious to relate here, but are discussed and refuted in Appendix 1.)

Not that it matters in the end, for it is obvious that when dealing with Elizabethan family names like Shakespeare, it is the cluster of names that counts, and the Stratford man’s cluster is the same as the poet’s. And even one instance of some resident of Stratford’s referring in print to his neighbor Shakespeare as “Shakespeare” should be enough to show that the Stratford man could be known as “William Shakespeare.” And there is one such instance, for Thomas Greene, who lived for a time in the Stratford man’s house and definitely knew him (and called him his “cusin”) definitely referred to him in a letter as “William Shakespeare.” It is therefore ridiculous to make anything of the way the author of The Oeuvre’s name was spelled, or to contend that the cluster of names by which he was known distinguished him from “Shakspere,” whose cluster of names overlapped with his almost exactly.

In spite of all this, the anti-Stratfordians remain convinced that “William Shakespeare” must have been someone’s pseudonym. Surely, Ogburn muses, the name “Shakespeare” is too perfect for a world-champion poet to have occurred naturally, by chance. I wonder what Willie Wordsworth would have said to that. Or why Ed (the earl) preferred the martial “Shakespeare” to the name I would have chosen, “Talespout.”

But hold: the Oxfordians have actually found something in the historical record they believe supports their supposition that the name was their man’s pseudonym. According to Charlton Ogburn, Gabriel Harvey gave an address in 1578 before the Queen in which he effusively flattered her and various members of her court, including Oxford. In the course of his paean to Oxford, he said, or so Ogburn says he said, “Thine eyes flash fire, thy countenance shakes spears; who would not swear that Achilles had come to life again?” Earlier Harvey had said, again according to Ogburn, “Pallas striking her shield with her spear shaft will attend thee.” He also implored Oxford to bring his sword into play, says Ogburn, it now being the time for him to “sharpen the spear and to handle great engines of war.”

All this, in Ogburn’s view, “insistently associates (Oxford) with spears and spear-shaking.” Combine this with the lion holding a broken spear that is associated with one of Oxford’s titles, according to Ogburn, and Oxford’s accomplishments with the lance, or spear, in his youth, when he won more than one jousting tournament with one, and it would seem natural for him to have picked “Shake-speare” as a pseudonym—even if he did wait fourteen years after hearing Harvey’s piece to do so.

Unfortunately for Ogburn and his Oxfordian followers, his scenario is wrong on almost every count. First of all, Harvey’s piece is not an “address” given before the queen, but a poem in dactylic hexameter prepared in manuscript and then printed. And it is in Latin, not, as Ogburn implies, straight-forwardly in English. As for the three references Ogburn finds in it to “spears” and “shaking spears,” to cleverly connect Oxford with the name “Shakespeare,” two of them are outright bogus, and the third questionable. Here they are, with comments by Terry Ross:

Ogburn: “Pallas striking her shield with her spear shaft will attend thee.”

Harvey: “Aegisonansque aderit Pallas pectusque,”

Ross: “There’s no spear or spear shaft in Harvey’s Latin, only Pallas’s resounding shield and her breast.”

Ogburn: “now must the sword be brought into play, now is the time for thee to sharpen the spear and handle great engines of war.” 

Harvey: “nunc gladijs opus est: acuendus & ensis:”

Ross: “The two weapons mentioned here by Harvey are both swords: the ‘gladius’ was a knife-shaped sword, good for cutting, while the ‘ensis’ was a straight double-edged sword. Neither Latin word was used to mean ‘spear.’”

Ogburn: “thy countenance shakes spears”

Harvey: “vultus / Tela vibrat:”

Ross: “Here the translation is possible, but not necessary. A ‘telum’ was a weapon to be thrown, a missile, and is more frequently translated as ‘dart’ or ‘javelin’ than as ‘spear.’ In the plural ‘tela’ refers generally to the weapons of attack. So while ‘Tela vibrat’ could, I suppose, be translated ‘shakes spears,’ a more likely translation is ‘brandishes weapons.’  “If Harvey had wanted his readers to think ‘spear’ he could have used the Latin word most commonly translated as such in English: ‘hasta.’ The word occurs nowhere in his poem to Oxford. The poem only seems full of spears because Ogburn relies on a tendentious Oxfordian translation that introduces ‘spear’ in English where it never occurs in the Latin.”

Ogburn was also mistaken in considering “hastivibrans” an epithet for Pallas (or for anybody else), although she was called many other things, Ross informs us, such as Tritogeneia (Trito-born), Parthenos (virgin), Polias (guardian of the city), Ergane (worker); but never—in Latin or Greek—as “hastivibrans.” Indeed, the word doesn’t even have an entry in the Oxford Latin Dictionary. Nor is there any similar Greek word. Not that Athena never shook a spear, but what classical deity didn’t, at one time or another?

Where, then, did the term come from? Ross, after a long, diligent search, could not find it before Thomas Fuller’s Worthies of Warwickshire (1662), wherein Fuller refers to Shakespeare (whom he describes as having been born in “Stratford on Avon in this county,” for those who want to be sure of whom he was speaking) as one “in whom three eminent Poets may seem in some sort to be compounded, Martial in the Warlike sound of his Sur-name (whence some may conjecture him of a Military extraction,) Hasti-vibrans, or Shake-speare.”

The other two poets Fuller compares Shakespeare to, according to Ross, are “Ovid for his wit and to Terence for being ‘an exact Comaedian, yet never any Scholar.’

Like the Roman poet Martial, Shakespeare had a “warlike name,” Ross goes on to surmise—hence the witty Latin of “hastivibrans,” which Fuller seems to have coined—without a hint to its being a pseudonym or having anything to do with Pallas Athena or Minerva (her Roman equivalent).

Finally, and here I take the words of Ross, again, “it is also false to state, as Ogburn did, that Athena was the ‘goddess of the theater.’ Pallas (an epithet used of both Athena and Minerva) was a goddess of war. She was also the patron goddess of spinning, weaving (indeed, the inventor of weaving), and what used to be called ‘women’s work’: indeed, the name ‘Minerva’ was sometimes used by itself in this sense by Virgil and Ovid, just as the name of the goddess Ceres could mean ‘food.’ Pallas was the goddess of wisdom, learning, and the arts; she was the goddess of health. She was the first to cultivate olives, and therefore the olive tree was sacred to her. In Latin, ‘Palldos arbor’ is the olive tree; sometimes the word ‘Pallas’ itself has this meaning: ‘infusa Pallade’ is oil. The owl (‘Palladis ales’) was also sacred to her.

“The Greek patron of drama was not Athena but Dionysus. Some anti-Stratfordians have asserted that since Athena was the patron of Athens, and since Athens was the home of Greek theater, the epithet ‘Pallas’ might well imply ‘theater.’ Yet Athens was also the home of democracy, as well as a center of philosophy and art, and by the same reasoning, anyone coming across the name ‘Pallas’ could be expected to say ‘ah yes, democracy.’ In Athens itself, the plays were performed at a Dionisia, or festival of Dionysus.”

More bad news for the Oxfordian slant is that, even if Ogburn were right about everything he said concerning Harvey’s poem, the Bolbeck crest of a lion holding a broken spear, which Ogburn and his followers associate with one of Oxford’s titles, is not the crest of the branch of the Bolebecs associated with the de Vere family.

In short, Harvey’s poem does just about nothing to support the idea that Oxford used “Shake-speare” as a pseudonym.

But what about the hyphen, every anti-Stratfordian wants to know. It seems that the author’s name appeared as “Shake-speare” in the reprints of Richard the Third and Richard the Second that appeared in 1598. Thereafter, Shakespeare the poet’s name turned up intermittently on title-pages and elsewhere with a hyphen. This might seem just one more indication of the arbitrary way people of the times set down names, but the anti-Stratfordians, who were the first to notice it, are adamant that it had to indicate that “Shakespeare” was a pseudonym.

The Shakespeare-rejecting position here, again, is best presented by Ogburn. He compares the name, “Shake-speare,” to the names of such off-stage characters in Measure for Measure as “Deep-vow,” “Copper-spur” and “Starve-lackey,” which are clearly intended to be symbolic, not “real” names. According to Ogburn, “Only two kinds of names are hyphenated in English usage: Family names that combine two names such as Burne-Jones, Trevor-Roper . . . and in such cases both names are capitalized. ‘Shake-speare’ is manifestly not of this order. The other kind is the name manufactured to denote an action—’Master Starve-lackey’—and is unfeignedly fictitious, and it is only to this category that ‘Shake-speare’ can belong.” It is thus a pseudonym.

He neglects to tell us that such fictitious names as “Master Starve-lackey” are never the names, or close to the names, of real people, and that it might be that characteristic of such names, along with their usually comic self-descriptiveness, that makes them recognizable as “unfeignedly fictitious” rather than their having hyphens.

As for the instances of the poet’s name’s being unhyphenated, these Ogburn claims resulted from printers’ fear of giving away the game, or being out of the loop regarding the True Author.

Hyphens, of course, have nothing specific to do with made-up names. It would seem from every dictionary I’ve consulted on the matter that the hyphen is, and has been, used in English almost entirely to indicate (1) the combining of two words in a compound word, or (2) the location in a word, usually between syllables, where the word has been suspended at the end of one line, to be continued in the next line. No recognized authority on Elizabethan punctuation and spelling has ever stated that it is, or has been, used to indicate a pseudonym or any sort of fictitious name, nor has anyone writing on pseudonyms (such as Archer Taylor and Fredric J. Mosher, in their The Bibliographical History of Anonyma and Pseudonyma) ever said that a hyphen might be used to indicate a pseudonym.

It turns out that hyphens were in significantly more common use in unfictitious names during Shakespeare’s time than Ogburn believes. Evidence of this is a passage about surnames from Camden’s Remains (1605) that I chanced upon in an out-of-date biography of the Bard. According to Camden, men took their names “from that which they commonly carried, as Palmer, that is, Pilgrime, for that they carried palm when they returned from Hierusalem, Long-sword, Broad-spere, Fortescu, that is, Strong-shield, and in some such respect, Breake-speare, Shake-speare, Shotbolt, Wagstaffe. . . .”

Other genuine names that were hyphenated included the author, Charles Fitzgeoffrey’s, which was regularly hyphenated on the title pages of his works, published between 1596 and 1637 as by “Charles Fitz-Geffry,” “Charles Fitz-Geffrey,” or “Charles Fitz-Geffrie.” The name of the Protestant martyr Sir John Oldcastle, the original model for Shakespeare’s Falstaff, was hyphenated in the title of a play called “The first part of the true and honorable historie, of Sir John Old-Castle, the good Lord Cobham,” too, and Anhony Munday wrote a pageant in honor of Sir Thomas Campbell’s installation as Lord Mayor of London in 1609, the title of the printed version of which was “Camp-bell, or, The ironmonger’s faire field.”

There’s also the printer, Edward Allde, who hyphenated his own name as All-de on the title pages of many of the works he printed—e.g. Henry Fitgeffrey’s Satyres (1617), Thomas Middleton’s The Sun in Aries (1621), and John Bradford’s Holy Meditations (1622). Another printer, Robert Waldegrave, regularly hyphenated his own name as Walde-grave on the title pages of works he printed from 1582 on—including most of the Martin Marprelate pamphlets, which he printed without once that we know of hyphenating the pseudonym, “Martin Marprelate!”

Finally, there’s Sir William Cornwallis, who had a collection of essays published in a book on whose title-page was written, “By William Corne-Waleys the younger, Knight.” The collection was printed in 1600-1601 by S. Stafford and R. Read for Edmund Mattes.

In other words, the hyphenation of a name in Shakespeare’s time needn’t have meant anything special. It would seem to be stretching things absurdly to claim that it indicated that the name, “Shake-speare,” was anybody’s pseudonym.

Be that as it may, Shakespeare’s name was hyphenless in its first two appearances in published works, Venus and Adonis and The Rape of Lucrece, whose publication most scholars believe to have been supervised by their author (as most or all of his plays apparently were not). And of the fifteen quartos of individual plays where the name is hyphenated, thirteen are editions of three plays (Richard II, Richard III, and 1 Henry IV) all published by Andrew Wise and the man who took over Wise’s business in 1603, Matthew Law. Hence, Wise’s idiosyncratic use of hyphens, and the fact that publishers often kept title-page information intact from one edition of a work to another, was directly or indirectly responsible for around three-quarters of the instances of “Shake-speare.” And it is not far-fetched to believe that a few other printers and writers took Wise’s lead. Certainly, Ogburn’s notion that the hyphen was a signal from a few printers in the know who dared to hint at the conspiracy to conceal some noble’s authorship seems more far-fetched.

Conclusion: it would be absurd to claim that William Shakespeare of Stratford upon Avon did not, in fact, have the same name as the author. That is strong direct evidence that he and the author were the same man. But two people can have the same name; or a name can be a pseudonym or the name of someone fronting for a concealed author. It is therefore not conclusive evidence that the Stratford man was our Author.

Next Chapter here.

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Diana Price’s Incredible Feats as a Propagandist « POETICKS

Diana Price’s Incredible Feats as a Propagandist

A ROUGH DRAFT

If you for some reason were consumed with a need to use any means whatever, however suspect, to win adherents to the premise that William Shakespeare of Stratford-upon-Avon did not write the works attributed to him, it would be near-impossible for you to do a better job of it than Diana Price did with her book of 2001, Shakespeare’s Unorthodox Biography.

Needless to say, it would be futile to try to convince Price’s admirers of this, none of them minimally blessed with critical sense.  Still, I feel an analysis of her propagandistic techniques in order—as a contribution to the study of what I call Phobosophy, the excessive hatred of truth.  Hence, what follows.

Price had her work cut out when she decided to go after Will (as I will hereafter refer to the man from Stratford, to distinguish him from the Earl of Oxford and the many others to whom anti-Stratfordians, as they have come to call themselves, claim the name, “William Shakespeare,” refers).  For one thing, there is the fairly large amount of hard evidence (by most scholars’ standards) that Will was the poet he’s always said to have been.  Perhaps nearly as important, is the complete lack of hard evidence that he was not.

Little of the authorship evidence for Will had much effect on those who first tried to discredit him, beginning in 1850 with Delia Bacon, over 200 years after Will died.1  The earliest of these had more excuse for their delusions than Price, for it wasn’t until the twentieth century that much of the authorship evidence for Will became generally known, and a good amount had not been uncovered till then or later.

From the outset, though, it had been known that Will’s name was on the title-pages of something like forty books published in his lifetime, beginning with Venus and Adonis in 1593.  Moreover, the famous collection of his plays in the “First Folio” of 1623 also had his name on its title-page.  That there were official records of his birth, wedding and death, as well as of the births of his children, prevented anyone from arguing that the name was fictitious.  Ergo, even the most fanatical of the anti-Stratfordians recognized the Shakespearean title-page-name as something they had to deal with.

Some of them used the many ways Will’s last name was spelled to argue it was really “Shagspur” or the like, but not “Shakespeare,” the True Author’s name.  (They kept  silent about its having been unarguably spelled “Shakespeare” on several documents, including the deed for New Place, the house Will bought in the late 1590s and lived the rest of his life in).  But too many names of the time were spelled in two or more different ways (even by some naming themselves!) for this argument to work for any but the blindest authorship skeptics.  A more effective tactic against the title-page name was needed.

No problem.  I don’t know who invented it, but nearly all the early anti-Stratfordians were soon employing what I am dubbing the “Clothed-Name Shakespeare-Elimination Rule” against the title-page name.  It simply stated that no name on a document counted as meaningful authorship evidence unless “clothed” by accompanying corroboration such as the place of residence or date of birth of the person named.  “William Shakespeare” on a book’s title-page, unclothed, was thus not meaningful evidence that Will wrote the book, but “William Shakespeare of Stratford” or “W. Shakspere, player with the King’s Men” would be.  Insane?  Political correctness forbids me from saying one way or the other.

Not that I would ever disagree that a book’s title-page name alone is insufficient to prove the one named wrote the book.  But I have trouble understanding why anti-Stratfordians dismiss a title-page name alone as evidentiarily irrelevant.  True, few of them, if pressed, would deny that Will’s name on a book’s title-page is indeed evidence that he wrote the book, but they certainly act and write as though it were not.

Be that as it may, over the years the original version of the “Clothed-Name Shakespeare-Elimination Rule” against Will failed too often for authorship skeptics to remain comfortable with it.  The monument to Shakespeare in his hometown church speaks of him as a poet and gives his date of death and age at the time, for instance.   And Leonard Digges refers to that Will’s monument, and its location in Stratford, as well as to Will’s acting career, in a poem in the First Folio praising him as a poet.  In short, the rule needed to be improved upon.

The anti-Stratfordians were up to the challenge.  Before long, a chronologically-enhanced rule evolved.  It disqualified not only a unclothed name as authorship evidence, but a clothed one not employed while the person apparently named was living! This was a brilliantly effective device because, by chance, there was for a long time almost no known clothed references to Will as an author that were contemporary evidence, as Price came to call it—and none that any anti-Stratfordian would consider very formidable.

There was some, though.  It was not very straight-forward, consisting not of clear-cut single pieces of evidence, but of clusters of evidence.  Will’s bequests to his fellow actors Condell, Heminges and Burbage in his will, for example, contributed to one such cluster.  It made him William Shakespeare the actor.  You could complete the cluster by turning, for example, to The Return from Parnassus, Part II, a play performed at Cambridge University around 1600.  That’s because a character in the play who represents William Shakespeare the actor is referred to as a poet.  That, of course, made Will = actor = poet.

Other similar evidentiary clusters do the same.  They fail to nail down Will’s having been the True Author as unarguably as the monument or Digges’s poem does, but there is contemporary evidence that does do that: the handful of references to Shakespeare the poet in which he is given the honorific “Mr.”  Since Will was the only William Shakespeare in England during his lifetime who was qualified to use this honorific (so far as we know), these instances of “Mr.” render the second version of the Shakespeare-elimination Rule” as ineffective as the first.  They have become part of the case for Will only very recently, however, so it is understandable that so few of the anti-Stratfordians have dealt with it.  I recall no mention of it in Shakespeare’s Unorthodox Biography, for instance.

Still, it was no doubt clear to Price that a new Shakespeare-elimination mechanism was again needed.  It is here that she burst into the forefront of anti-Stratfordianism. What got her there was a truly brilliant variation on what authorship skeptics before her had done to rescue the original Shakespeare-elimination rule.  Whereas they ruled that a name needed not only to be clothed but contemporary, she came up with the proposition that even a contemporary clothed name was of miniscule value as authorship evidence  if not penned by someone  personally acquainted with the one named!  The evidence, in other words, had to be both contemporary and personal!

To make her improved version of the rule maximally effective, Price has always kept from explicitly, and rigorously defining what she means by the “personal authorship evidence” so vital to it. Not that she doesn’t at times provide vague partial descriptions of it (as opposed to definitions), but her descriptions apply only to certain kinds of it, not to all the many kinds there might be. (Tip: propagandists never adequately define their terms, assuming they even bother to define them, at all, since to do so would prevent them from contradicting them when they need to).

However, according to what she told me during one Internet exchange, she considers that simply mentioning evidentiary items referred to along the way as “personal” is all a scholar needs do to indicate what personal authorship evidence is.  In other words, she need not worry about getting into messy, often hard to defend, particulars about anything she wants to consider personal authorship evidence.

Price was lucky with her new rule, for she was able to turn up 24 authors of the time whose authorship was–or could be shown by artifice to have been—supported by “contemporary personal evidence,” as it has come to be known.

Let me add that one minor characteristic was also needed—the evidence had to be “literary.” Price, of course, doesn’t explicitly define what she means by this (see above) but she generally means a reference explicitly identifying a person as a writer.  But it can also mean someone involved with something she considers literary, like owning a book.  Nonetheless, her use of the term is quite a bit more fair than the majority of her other tactics.

Bottom line: with the introduction of personalness of authorship evidence, Price had a Shakespeare-elimination rule she and her colleagues could use against Will based on the absence of “CPLE,” “contemporary personal literary evidence,” or what I will henceforth be calling “Pricean Evidence.”  Employing it, she could show that there were 24 Elizabethan/Jacobean authors for whom evidence she considered crucial existed that did not exist for Will!

A lesser propagandist than Price would have been satisfied, but not Price.  Ever-resourceful, she came up with a scintillating improvement: subdividing her evidence into ten kinds!  That done, she could name 24 authors of Will’s time for whom TEN different kinds of evidence existed, not even ONE of which existed for Will!

Hence, Price includes a “Chart of Literary Paper Trails” in her book’s appendix.  About it, she says, “Just as birds can be distinguished from turtles by characteristics peculiar to the species, so writers can be distinguished from doctors, actors. or financiers, by the types of personal records left behind. This chart . . . compares personal and literary records left by Elizabethan and Jacobean writers during their lifetimes, with at least one record extant for any category checked.”  The chart’s headings are as follows:   

(1) “Evidence of formal education”

(2) “Record of correspondence, especially concerning literary matters”

(3) “Evidence of having been paid to write”

(4) “Evidence of a direct relationship-to a patron”

(5) “Extant original manuscript”

(6) “Handwritten inscriptions, receipts, letters, etc., touching on literary matters”

(7) “Commendatory verses, epistles, or epigrams contributed or received”

(8) “Miscellaneous records (e.g., referred to personally as a writer)”

(9) “Evidence of having been in possession of a book”

(10) “Notice at death as a writer.”

Now let’s go through these again, this time with my comments:

(1) “Evidence of formal education”

As far as I’m concerned, formal education has nothing to do with being a writer since one can learn to read and write in the home—from a neighbor if one’s parents are illiterate.  It has certainly been done.  I see no reason that the ability to read and write combined with innate intelligence of the right sort should not suffice to make a writer of a person, even a writer at the level of a Shakespeare.   But I can’t think of a great writer who had no formal education, so I guess this category has to stand as very weak evidence of a career as a writer–very weak because many non-writers have had formal education.

(2) “Record of correspondence, especially concerning literary matters”

That a person has written or received letters is, of course, ridiculously weak evidence he is a writer—unless one of the letters involved contains matter indicating he is.

(3) “Evidence of having been paid to write”

This seems too much like the next heading to merit a comment by itself.

(4) “Evidence of a direct relationship to a patron”

A person’s having been paid for something he’s written is unquestionable evidence the person is a writer. So is having a literary patron.  But how is one different enough from the other to have its own category?  Why, in fact, shouldn’t both kinds of evidence of payment go with (2) into one simple category for “personal evidence that others knowing a person considered him a writer?”  Except propagandistically to multiply the kinds of evidence Will lacks.

(5) “Extant original manuscript”

This is about the best possible evidence of authorship, and clearly “personal.”  It is also sufficiently different from, and stronger, personal evidence by any standard for authorship than the previous kinds of evidence listed, so deserving placement in a separate category.

(6) “Handwritten inscriptions, receipts, letters, etc., touching on literary matters”

One can’t deny such items in the hand of a person are evidence that he is a writer—if touching on a literary career rather than merely on literary matters.  That they are a writer’s own personal evidence for a literary career distinguishes them sufficiently from evidence of that provided by others, it seems to me, for their placement in a category of their own.  It would make sense, however (scholarly sense, that is, not propagandistic sense), to include letters from (2) written by a person himself about his literary career in this category, and put similar letters to him in the category I’ve already suggested for “evidence that others knowing a person considered him a writer.”

I also wonder if such items should share a category for “documents in the subject’s hand showing him to have been a writer” with “extant original manuscript?”

(7) “Commendatory verses, epistles, or epigrams contributed or received”

Another category whose only purpose is clearly propagandistic multiplication of evidence that seems missing for Will.  A genuine attribution scholar would split the items in it between a category for “evidence that others knowing a person considered him a writer” and one begun by (6), which I would label “items written by himself indicating a person has a literary career.”

Note that Price’s heading does not include prefaces and the like.  I suspect Price knew that mentioning them would risk reminding people of Will’s prefaces to his two narrative poems.  More on those later.

(8) “Miscellaneous records (e.g., referred to personally as a writer)”

Price was obviously desperate to have ten categories of evidence she felt she could convince the gullible is not extant for Will when she came up with this category.

(9) “Evidence of books owned, written in, borrowed, or given”

It is, of course, absurd to count possession of a book as evidence of authorship.  But I would accept hard evidence that a person never had possession of a book as strong evidence against his having been a writer, so possession of a book would count as evidence a person was not disqualified to be a writer.  Of course, owning a pencil or other means of producing writing would do the same thing.

(10) “Notice at death as a writer.”

What would make notice of death as a writer merit a separate category from any other reference to a person as a writer?  Except that perhaps the anti-Stratfordians’ all-time favorite argument against Will is that no one said nothin’ about his death until (according to them) he’d long been gone.  And the need to hit the magic ten.

Price also needed the category to give Marlowe, one of the 24 writers besides Shakespeare on her list, an extra item, for he has very few, and all of them are questionable.  Interestingly, however, the only notice of Marlowe’s death is a eulogy by George Peele that does not indicate that Peele knew Marlowe personally.

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So, how many legitimate categories would a responsibly revised Pricean chart have? The following four, only, as far as I’m concerned (albeit I’ve included subcategories with them for the sake of clarification):

Personal Evidence Establishing a Person as a Writer:

(1) Secondary Evidence that the person might have been a writer

a. evidence of the person’s formal education

b. evidence of the person’s having been in possession of a book

(2) Documents identifying the person as a writer by others who also indicate they are personally acquainted with him

a. evidence of the person’s having received money for writing

b. letters, diary entries, or the like by others identifying him as a writer

c. published commendatory verses, epistles, or epigrams identifying the person as a writer by other writers who also indicate a personal relationship with him

(3) Published commendatory verses, epistles, or epigrams by the person to other writers he identifies as personal acquaintances of his

This one I wasn’t sure of because such documents would not be personal by Price’s standards, as I understand them, because only having the person’s name on them, not his date of birth or the like.  But I figured Price needed help, so am including it.

(4) Documents in the person’s hand indicative of a literary career

a. extant original manuscripts

b. handwritten inscriptions, receipts, letters, etc., indicating a literary career

Now, then, how does Will compare with others on Price’s list as I now have it?  Well, according to her, he would get a zero, while most of the rest got three or four.  Two–as I, not Price–would evaluate the evidence for them, would get just one, and  two just two.

But I think Shakespeare does as well as Marlowe, whose treatment by Price is particularly devious. She counts a letter of Thomas Kyd’s to Lord Keeper Puckering stating that Marlowe wrote for a lord’s players which was written after Marlowe died (i.e., is not contemporary, by her standards), so shouldn’t be counted by her. Price uses this letter in two categories, by the way! And she describes it as being to Puckering in only one, disguising the fact that she was using it twice (inadvertently, I’m sure).

She also counts a letter from Robert Sidney to Burghley saying that Marlowe professed himself to be a scholar as evidence that Marlowe was a writer, but a scholar need not be a writer, so is ambiguous and shouldn’t be part of the evidence recorded in Price’s filter.

I’ve already discussed the flaws as personal evidence of the tribute George Peele wrote to Marlowe.  For obvious propagandistic reasons, Price waives the need for authors of notices of death to somewhere in their notices indicate they knew the deceased to count as personal.  Conclusion: by Price’s standards, Marlowe scores no better on my revised Pricean chart than Will.

Furthermore, Will comes very close to winning evidence in all four categories.  There’s the book of the times discovered with his name written on its title-page, Archaionomia; we can’t be sure the signature is his, but it does look like his other signatures, and it can’t be summarily rejected for not having belonged to him.  In fact, he was involved in a fairly extensive law case in a venue presided over by William Lambarde, the author of Arachaionomia, so it is not stretching things too drastically to consider it possible he met Lambarde and bought his book, or was given a copy, as a result.  That would give him an entry in (1).

And what about the library his son-in-law had, presumably while Shakespeare was alive? Is it likely Shakespeare never touched one of those books? His close friend Thomas Quiney had a library, too. Was it off-limits to Will?

Note: Price claims he was a play-broker. Could he have been a play broker without ever touching a book (or the equivalent of one like a play manuscript)?

If we assume Southampton was Shakespeare’s patron as any objective scholar has to, he has an entry in (2a).

Many scholars accept the Thomas More fragment as Shakespeare’s, and if we do, too, it gives him an entry in (4). I confess I can’t find any evidence that would qualify Will for  an entry in (3), though.  So he’s only three for four.  Possibly.

Preliminary Conclusions:

Price’s Shakespeare-Elimination Filter, which I feel I can no longer continue to call a “chart,” is wholly dependent on absence of evidence.  Given that all the extant evidence supports his authorship, this is not surprising.  One driven to dismantle him can only babble, as anti-Stratfordians have been babbling since Delia Bacon’s day, about all the gaps in the evidentiary record–or what Price terms “the literary paper trail.”  She pretends to have shown such a trail wholly absent for Will.

As I have shown, though, the paper trail that’s absent is one that has been incredibly narrowly defined.  All kinds of evidence connects his name to a writing career but is faulted for failure to:

(1) connect to his hometown or the like as well;

(2) have been recorded during his lifetime;

(3) have been supplied by a person indicating he personally knew him;

(4) have been explicitly personal.

(4)  may be the greatest of Price’s master-strokes, for it allows her to ignore the copious amount of authorship evidence for Shakespeare that may well be personal, such as–well, any of the title-page names since there’s no reason the printer responsible for type-setting, or his boss, might not have personally known Shakespeare.  Wonderfully devious, too, is that never in her book does Price mention the possibility of a hierarchy of Pricean Evidence; for her, it would seem, a piece of such evidence is either 100% personal, or it is impersonal.

But what Price does by multiplying the number of her chart’s categories to broaden the literary paper trails of other writers of Will’s time, most of them tiny, and some practically invisible, is an admirable stroke, too.

Then there’s a ploy I haven’t yet mentioned: her failure once, as far as I know, to consider anything that might explain why certain kinds of evidence are extant for a given group of writers among her 24 but not for Will.  An excellent example is “record of payment for writing” which 14 of Price’s 24 have–but eight of them are from Henslowe’s diaries, which are almost the only source of most records of payments to playwrights from the time, and only mention them after Shakespeare was writing for his own company, and not for Henslowe (as he probably had previously).

Another ignored factor is that Shakespeare was basically an actor who wrote plays for his company, and thus interacted with other writers, and patrons, less than Price’s other 24–and made out well enough financially without the help of patrons to need to scurry after them the way those other writers had to (after almost certainly gaining Southampton’s patronage, however unlikely Price contends he did).

Finally, Price seems never to consider that it is absurd to expect any of the kinds of documents she is concerned with to be more than very randomly and haphazardly extant because of their chronological context (1600, give or take 30 years)—which was not only long ago but a time when there was almost no interest in literary biography.

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For the rest of this essay, I will attempt to show how a genuine scholar would chart the actual personal authorship evidence for Shakespeare—assuming any scholar would focus on personal evidence alone (by any definition), and I don’t know that any ever has.

My chart has nine categories:

(A) Literary Evidence from Shakespeare’s Lifetime That Is Beyond Reasonable Doubt Personal

(B) Literary Evidence from Shakespeare’s Lifetime That Is Almost Certainly Personal

(C) Literary Evidence from Shakespeare’s Lifetime That Is Probably Personal

(D) Literary Evidence from Shakespeare’s Lifetime Slightly More Likely Than Not To Be Personal

(E) Literary Evidence from Shakespeare’s Lifetime Equally Likely to Be Personal or Not Personal

(F) Literary Evidence from Shakespeare’s Lifetime Slightly More Likely Than Not Not To Be Personal

(G) Literary Evidence That Is Probably Not Personal

(H) Literary Evidence from Shakespeare’s Lifetime That Is Almost Certainly Not Personal

(I) Literary Evidence from Shakespeare’s Lifetime That Is Beyond Reasonable Doubt Not Personal

Any fair-minded anti-Stratfordian, and there are a few, will have to admit that such divisions are more revealing, if less propagandistically effective, than the simple black&white personal/impersonal ones that Price uses. Not all the consequential evidence is so easily classified of as she pretends.

I also differ from Price in that I use “personal” to mean “testimony by someone who can be shown beyond reasonable doubt to have personally known the person he is testifying about.” My impression is that Price misuses the term to mean only “testimony by someone who states as he gives it that he personally knows the person he is testifying about.” (I should add that she is not fastidious about sticking to this definition when it suits her agenda not to.)  I must add that the only reason I am solely concerned with evidence from the lifetime of the alleged writer concerned is that that is all she is concerned with, not because it’s sane.  Nor will I fudge things so I can use evidence from after his death when convenient, as she does.

(A) Literary Evidence from Shakespeare’s Lifetime That Is Beyond Reasonable Doubt Personal

This category is for the most unarguably certain evidence a writer could leave behind, such as signed, holographic manuscripts, or letters in the hand of an alleged writer concerning his writing.  I found none for Shakespeare. There is none for a substantial minority of the 24 writers in Price’s study, either, and only scraps for almost all the rest.

(B) Literary Evidence That Is Almost Certainly Personal from Shakespeare’s Lifetime

(1) the dedication to Venus and Adonis, 1593, and

(2) dedication to The Rape of Lucrece

(3) Francis Meres’s Testimony

(4) Sir George Buc’s Testimony

(5) Thomas Heywood’s Testimony

(1) is a writer’s personal statement that he wrote the poem, Venus and Adonis, to which is affixed William Shakespeare’s name. Or else it’s a lie, but that could be said about anything–such as, to take for one example among scores, Philip Massinger’s commendatory words to his “judicious and learned friend the Author” James Shirley.  How can we take Massinger to be telling the truth without doing the same for Shakespeare?

The V&S dedication is also, in effect, the testimony of its publisher, Richard Field, that William Shakespeare wrote Venus and Adonis. Since it is near-certain that Field personally knew William Shakespeare, because: (i) their fathers knew each other, Shakespeare’s father having appraised the inventory of Richard’s father’s will sometime around 1590; (ii) Richard and William were from the same small town of some 1500 to 2000 inhabitants, and close enough in age that they would have gone to the same one-classroom school together; (iii) both had literary interests, even if we assume William was only an actor; and (iv) William had a character in Cymbeline, needing a false name, use the pseudonym Richard du Champ, French for “Richard Field.”

Several other writers left records stating that William Shakespeare wrote Venus and Adonis, and there is no good evidence that he did not write both it and its dedication.

(2), for a poem that came after Venus and Adonis by a year, is personal literary evidence from his lifetime not only for the same three reasons Shakespeare’s previous dedication is, but for a subtle fourth reason: it includes implicitly but near-certainly the personal testimony for Shakespeare of a third witness. It states that Shakespeare had a “warrant” from Southampton, which most reasonable people take to have been patronage, won by Venus and Adonis.

That Southampton liked that poem is close to unarguable because Shakespeare had said in his first dedication that he would not compose a second poem if Southampton did not like the first, and here we have a second poem from him. Whatever the “warrant” was, though, Shakespeare got it, and it had to be delivered to him. One would think Southampton himself personally gave it to him, but even if not—as anti-Stratfordians argue—someone had to give that warrant to Shakespeare in person, as a writer. In other words, either Southampton recognized Shakespeare in person as a writer or his go-between did.

(3) is Francis Meres’s 1598 published praise of Shakespeare that refers to “his Lucrece, his sugared Sonnets among his private friends, etc.”  How would Meres know about the sonnets among Shakespeare’s private friends without being a private friend himself—or by knowing a private friend who was thus a go-between personally recognizing Shakespeare as a poet (and telling Meres about him) the same way the deliverer of the warrant mentioned in the Lucrece dedication was?

(4) has to do with the discovery by Alan Nelson of an annotation in the hand of George Buc  (1560-1622) in the Folger Shakespeare Library copy of a play called George a Greene that says the play was “Written by ………… a minister, who ac[ted] the pin{n}ers part in it himself. Teste W. Shakespea[re]” Ergo, George Buc knew Shakespeare personally, which makes the following Stationers Register entry of Nov. 26, 1607 that refers to “A booke called Master William Shakespeare his historye of Kinge Lear.” Note, by the way, how neatly the “Master” substantiates the identification of the author with the only Shakespeare of the time entitled to that honorific.

(5) is from Thomas Heywood’s “Epistle to the printer after An Apology for Actors” (1612) in which he protests “a manifest injury” done him by the publisher William Jaggard. The injury was Jaggard’s printing two poems by Heywood and attributing them to Shakespeare, whom he says he knows to have been much offended with Jaggard for having “presumed to make so bold with his name.”  Heywood thus has to be claiming his personal acquaintance with the poet Shakespeare.  Heywood, by the way, does not mention Shakespeare by name, but does mention the two poems Shakespeare’s name was falsely on.  Ergo, Heywood had to have been referring to Shakespeare as the aouthor of those two poems.  Price, of course, alleges that Heywood’s “wording is dense, filled with troublesome pronouns” and therefore can’t count as evidence for Shakespeare, but that is malarkey, as I have shown elsewhere in tedious detail.

(C) Literary Evidence That Is Probably Personal from Shakespeare’s Lifetime

(1) Greene’s Testimony

(2) Henry Chettle’s Testimony

(3) John Davies’s Testimony

(4) the impresa

(5) The Testimony of the Title-Pages

(1) is in Greene’s Groatsworth of Witte (1592), which states that someone the Groatsworth calls a “Shake-scene,” attributes a line from Henry VI, Part 3 (a play said to be his in the First Folio and not attributed to anyone else anywhere else),  and claims conceitedly believed himself as good a composer of blank verse as Christopher Marlowe and two other playwriting associates of Greene’s, the probable author of the Groatsworth—although some believe Henry Chettle was). (See my essay on the Groatsworth for details.)

It seems to me that the Groatsworth’s author knew too much about the Shake-scene and despises him too much for him not to personally have run into him in the small theatrical world of London.  But the evidence is not strong enough for me to call call the letter certainly personal.

2), Henry Chettle’s identification in his preface to Kind-Harts Dreame (1592) of Shakespeare as a playwright he has met in person and found to be a swell guy, is similarly probable but not certain evidence he knew him since he fails to give his name. But it is clear to most scholars that he was (for the reasons given in my Chettle essay).

(3) consists of three poems by John Davies of Hereford. The first, published in 1603, praises two actors, a W.S. and an R.B., almost surely Shakespeare and Burbage.  Two years later he writes of an “R.B. and W.S.” in a poem, this one praising the first for acting and painting, and praising the other for acting and poetry.  He knows a good deal about the two. I mention this to indicate the probability that he actually knew W.S. and R.B. personally, because of his fondness for actors in general, and them in particular.

Then in 1610, a more explicit poem by Davies about Shakespeare was published, calling him “Our English Terence” in the title, Terence being probably the Roman playwright most admired by the English then for his comedies. In the body of the poem, he speaks of Shakespeare’s reigning wit, and reveals his knowledge of comments about Shakespeare. This, for me, is suggestion enough that Davies personally knew Shakespeare, but the fact that the poem is one in a sequence of poems Davies wrote about various of his friends, all of them complimentary, though one or two are teasingly mocking, as well, makes it even more probable to me that Davies personally knew Shakespeare.

(4) is about a 1613 record (“Item, 31 Martii 1613 to Mr. Shakespeare in gold about my Lord’s impresa xlivs. To Richard Burbage for painting and making it, in gold xlivs.”) that seems fair evidence of a payment to Will Shakespeare, probably in person, for creating some kind of clever motto or the like of just the kind that Shakespeare the writer created so often in his plays to go with a painted image of just the kind that Burbage would have had the talent to take care of.  What other Mr. Shakespeare might it have been?  And I am reminded that I forgot to forward this as a near-certain piece of Pricean evidence for having been paid to write.

(5), the many title-pages of published plays and poems with Shakespeare’s name on them is obviously literary evidence that he wrote them. I consider them probably personal because it doesn’t seem possible to me that none of the many publishers who published his plays and testified that he wrote them by placing his name on their title-pages knew him personally.

Diana Price, in fact, is sure that nearly all of them knew him personally—except that they knew him only as a play-broker, not as a playwright. Nonetheless, if they knew him personally, their testimony on the title-pages of the books they published that he was the author of those books must be considered personal literary evidence according to her.

(D) Literary Evidence Slightly More Likely Than Not To Be Personal from Shakespeare’s Lifetime

(1) The Testimony of John Weever

(2) The Testimony of Antony Scoloker

(3) The Testimony of Leonard Digges

(1) consists of a sonnet by John Weever which appeared in his Epigrammes (1599):

According to E.A.J. Honigmann, “Weever made (this poem) a ‘Shakespearian’ sonnet; of around 160 epigrams in his collection, most of them between four and twenty lines in length, one, and only one, is fourteen lines long and rhymes abab, cdcd, efef, gg. This can only mean one thing – that Weaver had seen some of Shakespeare’s sonnets, and wished to signal to others in the know that he had enjoyed this privilege.” That would make him one of the friends Shakespeare circulated his sonnets among. Pure speculation, yes, but not implausible, at all, so—for me—more likely than not to indicate a personal relationship.

(2) occurs in Antony Scoloker’s preface to “Diaphantus; or, the Passions of Love” (1604), where he writes: “(an epistle to the reader) should be like the Never-too-well read Arcadia, where the Prose and verce (Matters and Words) are like his Mistresses eyes, one still excelling another and without Co-rivall: or to come home to the vulgars Element, like Friendly Shakespeare’s Tragedies, where the Commedian rides, when the Tragedian stands on tip-toe: Faith it should please all, like Prince Hamlet.”

If Scoloker was referring to Shakespeare’s personality, his use of the adjective “friendly” to describe him would indicate that he personally knew him (or that someone else who personally knew him had told Skoloker he was friendly); but since Scoloker here could be referring to Shakespeare’s “friendly” style as a writer, I don’t feel I can assume that he knew Shakespeare the man. (There are two conflicting questions for me: why insert an adjective about a man’s disposition in a paragraph otherwise entirely about writing; and why use the adjective in front of Shakespeare’s name rather than in front of “tragedies” if it is supposed to describe the latter?)

(3) lines written by Leonard Digges comparing the sonnets of Lope de Vega to those of “our Will Shakespeare,” which is a pretty friendly way to refer to Shakespeare—and Digges was not only a close neighbor of Shakespeare’s in both Aldermarston and in London, his father-in-law was remembered by Shakespeare in his will, and served as one of the two overseers of that will. But Digges could have meant “England’s” by “our.” I’m also not sure that “Will” wasn’t the name everyone knew Shakespeare by, not just his friends. But given a choice between calling this piece of evidence personal or impersonal, I’d call it personal. Fortunately, with a sane way of arranging such items in a continuum, I don’t have to do that here—even if I’ve put it in the wrong category.

(E) Literary Evidence Equally Likely to Be Personal or Not Personal from Shakespeare’s Lifetime

This category would include just about all the literary evidence from Shakespeare’s lifetime that is not explicitly personal nor consigned to the preceding categories. I don’t believe there is any known piece of evidence for Shakespeare that can confidently be described as certainly or even probably impersonal. Edward Alleyn, for instance, referred to Shakespeare as a poet; was the reference personal? I, for one, would suspect it almost certainly was was since it seems unlikely two such important figures in the London theatre world of the time would not have met, but we lack sufficient data to say for sure one way or the other. The same seems true for all the other evidence for Shakespeare. So this category is the last on my nine that I will concern myself with here.

Final Conclusion

Price’s book is preposterously propagandistic in many other ways I hope someday to trace in order to provide a fuller compendium of propagandistic practices than this essay is. One can only shake one’s head in wonder at such genius wasted on nothing more than libeling a great poet–for it wasn’t enough to enable her to determine who the True Author was, if not him.

1 early on out of an excessive need for their hero to have had high social status (many of them eventually coming to believe him a prince unfairly denied his crown); later also because of “osmotiphobia,” or an excessive need to defend themselves from that possibility that anyone could achieve cultural greatness due to an ability to learn osmotically without a substantial amount of Properly Regimented Formal Education.

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Column027 — May 1997 « POETICKS

Column027 — May 1997

 
 
 

Another New Burstnorm Anthology

 


Small Press Review, Volume 29, Number 5, May 1997


 
 

 

     O!!Zone Visual Poetry 1996, edited by Harry Burrus.
     188 pp; 1996; Pa; O!!Zone Press, 1266 Fountain View,
     Houston TX 77057-2204. $30.


I claim (1) that these aren’t visual poems and (2) that it is misleading to label them as such. The ones in the first group are illumages–or visual artworks, if you prefer the sloppy term; the others are illuscriptions, or labeled visual artworks. By saying this am I reducing any circle? No, I am just sensibly labeling a few sections of it. Burrus (a good friend of mine, by the way) can still display as large a circle of work as he likes in his anthology, with as much stuff besides visual poetry as he likes. All I’d want him to do is re-title his anthology O!!Zone Visual Poetry and Related Art 96 or something along those lines. (I’d call it The 1996 O!!Zone Anthology of Illumagery, Illuscription and Visual Poetry, myself, but really wouldn’t expect anyone else to.)

Apologies for the extended rant, but every once in a while I need to pop off against the belief that taxonomy equals a kind of repression. I sympathize with that belief, for taxonomy is certainly one of the main guns used by the fascio-parochialists of the Cultural Establishment to keep newcomers at bay; but what should be condemned is not taxonomy but fascio-parochialism.

In any event, the O!!Zone anthology–by whatever name–is first-rate. It contains work by 83 artists from 20 countries. Much of it is untranslated, which is only a minor problem most of the time, but there’s a piece by Julien Blaine about “mers et oceans” I’d love to be able to read. Most of it is hand-written above a horizontal line; under the line in bold, formal, upper-case type is the word, “BLEU.” The result, for me, is high lyricism about the personal, sensual, somewhat undisciplined feel of the sea versus its generalization to a grandly elemental “BLUE.”

Another visual poem, by Pedro Juan Gutierrez, consists of six or seven scribbled lines of text (in Spanish, I think) with a small black jet’s silhouette right in the middle of them; the lines of text, in fact, all meet the plane. Around the plane, and inside most of the text, is a slightly irregular black frame. The point might be that literature provides a sky we can fly in, I’m not sure. For some reason, though, the poem works for me.

A work I could read, by Clemente Padin, depicts white slats boarding up a window, and forming an over-sized, not immediately-recognizable “N” on top of a space a much smaller, normal N should be in a spelling of the word, “WINDOW,” to evoke bereaved widowhood in a manner somehow both whimsical and profound. Then there’s the wry “Venician Blind,” by W. Mark Sutherland, that consists of 28 lines, each of them saying:

TitianrepeTitianrepeTitianrepeTitianrepeTitian

Similarly amusing is a poem by Damian Lopes that begins with “do not readjust your set,” then spends eight lines readjusting “readjust” step by step until it says, “justread.”

Perhaps the strongest work here is a two-page “split-text” poem by Karl Young. On its first page the top halves of the letters of one text have been fused with the bottom halves of the letters of a second. In the second, right halves of letters have been fused with left halves. The lines on the first page start short, at the upper lefthand corner of the page, then gradually lengthen to for a right triangle. Another right triangle, begun it the upper righthand corner of its page, faces it. The poem begins with the top half of “SO THE SAME FAITH GUIDES OUR NEW LIVES . . .” on top of “WE ARE SURE TODAY OF OUR BELIEFS . . .”

“AN OFFERING TO TIE THIS IMAGE TO THE PYRAMID” ties the poem together by crossing from its first triangle to its second. The poem’s fore-burden (i.e., explicit message) has to do with building a temple in mind and heart, a temple with “the face of order” and with higher goals than grandeur and power. For me it is wonderfully clear and secretive at the same time, wonderfully suggestive of ancient Egyptian arcana, and the archaeological labor/fun that is required to unearth and enter it. At the same time it wonderfully builds a temple as a faith as a truth as a poem–and as a Grand Amalgam of Right/Left, Up/Down. In the process, it ideally demonstrates what I mean by the term, “visual poetry”–and is an ideal poem on which to end this too brief tour of the O!!Zone anthology.

I’m afraid I have to start this review of O!!Zone Visual Poetry 1996 on my high horse because of its editor, Harry Burrus’s, encouragement of “expansive interpretation” of what visual poetry is–as opposed to “reducing the circle via definitions.” Thus he includes in his anthology a number of specimens of work that contain no textual matter whatever: e.g., two Gorky-like abstract drawings suggestive of dragons by Solamito Luigino (which I like a lot), a collage by Antonio Perez-Cares of a woman washing herself in a bathtub set on the shore of a lake (or some other body of water) while an enormous face peeps through the woods at her (which I like a lot), and a Gottliebian black blob that three thickish vertical lines traverse by Giuliana Bellini (that I like a lot); there are also several pictures with no texts but their captions, like Marc Fily’s amusing photograph of a nude who is partially screening herself with a sign saying, “Fashion Victim.”

 

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Chapter Seven

THE CASE AGAINST SHAKESPEARE, PART THREE: THE SECONDARY LOONEATIONS

The secondary looneations, it will be remembered, have to do with what anti-Stratfordians perceive as inexplicable absences in the records of others’ treatment of Shakespeare. I divide these absences into five main kinds:

(1) looneations of epistulatory reference, which have to do with the letters to or about him;

(2) looneations of literary reference, which have to do with poems, dedications, memoirs and the like that mention him;

(3) looneations of official reference, which have to do with how he is mentioned on official church, court or state documents;

(4) looneations of commercial reference, which have to do with how he is mentioned in the commercial records of the theatre world he was part of; and

(5) looneations of governmental interest, which have to do with the way the government treated him, particularly with regard to plays anti-Stratfordians consider to have contained satirical or even seditious material.

(1) looneations of epistulatory or similar documentary reference

It is true that there is no mention of Shakespeare as a writer in anyone’s correspondence or journals, etc., by such as:

(a) his children, grandchildren,and their families, including Shakespeare’s son-in-law, Dr. John Hall, who recorded personal details of many others in his medical journals, including Michael Drayton, a patient of his whom the doctor called “an excellent poet” (but did so—as few anti-Stratfordians will tell you—in a journal having to do entirely with his practice, and dating from after Shakespeare died);

(b) his schoolmates (assuming he went to school) who would surely have wanted to brag about having known him;

(c) His fellow villagers, including Thomas Greene, who lived for a while in his very house with him, was literary enough to have written a 350-line poem while he was a student, and was ideally placed to have become his Boswell;

(d) Michael Drayton, who lived near Stratford while Shakespeare was alive, and was a patient of Dr. Hall, his son-in-law.

Why didn’t any of them left behind documents that mention the Stratford man as a writer? Obvious, simple answer: why should they have? And, of course, if they had, why—after nearly 400 years—should we still have the documents? After all, we have very few letters or diaries from any Stratford contemporary of Shakespeare’s.

As for letters and the like concerned with any writers of the times, we have very few of those, either. Even Diana Price, bending over backwards to find as many such documents as she could by or to or concerned with any of the twenty-five presumed writers in her sample–excluding Shakespeare, needless to say–was unable to find any at all for nine of them, and what she turned up for most of the rest is scant and suspect.

We do have a small packet of correspondence that concerns Shakespeare, however. It is a fluke that we have even that. The reason we do is that Richard Quiney, a town official, was severely beaten by a group of drunken toughs in May 1602 because of his opposition to Sir Edward Greville’s attempt to enclose the town commons for sheep grazing. He died as a result of his injuries. Because some of his personal correspondence, including a letter that was addressed to Shakespeare but apparently never delivered, happened to be among the municipal records at the time, they were saved with them. It would appear that almost all the letters and related personal records we have of just about anybody came from such official records—e.g., most of Oxford’s letters were among Lord Burghley’s official records.

I might add that Thomas Greene wrote in his diary about letters he and the town council had written to Shakespeare, although these letters are no longer extant. To be specific, on 23 December 1614, Greene wrote: “Lettres wrytten one to Mr Manneryng another to Mr Shakspeare with almost all the companyes hands to eyther: I alsoe wrytte of myself to my Cosen Shakespeare the Coppyes of all our oathes made then alsoe a not of the Inconveyences wold grow by the Inclosure…”

Anti-Stratfordians knowing of this take it as evidence that Shakespeare could not have written the works attributed to him, naturally. I mean, how could anyone write more than two or three words in a letter about the Divine Author of Hamlet without mentioning his status as The Greatest Literary Genius of All-Time?

What they can never seem to grasp is that Shakespeare to most of his contemporaries was just an actor and no more interesting for that reason than his father’s having been a glover (or whatever he was). This was long before biographies of writers were being written, and television cameras pursuing the trivialiest of celebrities. In short, one or two letters or the like relating to Shakespeare in any capacity are all that could be reasonably expected to have come down to us from his Stratford relatives and acquaintances.

Even sillier is the requirement that Shakespeare of Stratford have been mentioned in letters as a writer or anything else by someone in the court for whom he acted many times, such as:

(f) Southampton and everyone in his family, whose archives were subjected to a seven-year examination by Charlotte Stopes

(g) William Cecil Burghley, Queen Elizabeth’s Prime Minister

(h) Queen Elizabeth

(i) King James

All I can say to this is, “Give me a break.” Or ask how many writers did any of these people mention in letters as writers?

(2) looneations of literary reference

These non-mentioners of Shakespeare in letters and other private papers also, for some reason, failed to mention him in published literary memoirs or poems, prefaces, etc. This seems unworthy of notice since they mention few other writers in them, but my opponents make much of it, so I suppose I have to deal with it.

To begin chronologically, it’s true no one mentioned Shakespeare as a writer in published works, even if only by name, before 1593 (when he was 29). Why this should raise any eyebrows considering that he had no works published before then is beyond me. Nor can I understand what is so remarkable about his age (29) at the time he published his first work. George Chapman, to mention only one of many Elizabethan writers who took a while to get published, was 34 when his first book came out. Yet he became one of the best-known classical scholars in England.

Next, according to the looneators, is the lack of eulogies to Shakespeare at the time of his death, considering how many they claim Beaumont, who died the same year, Spenser, and Ben Jonson got. The Beginner’s Guide on the Oxfordian web site goes so far as to state that “in an age of copious eulogies, none was forthcoming when William Shakspere died in Stratford.” This is an exaggeration, to say the least, for we know of at least twenty eulogies or the equivalent that were written in honor of Shakespeare during the first 25 years after he died:

(i) William Basse’s “On Mr. Wm. Shakespeare,” written sometime between 1616 and 1623. According to Kathman, “Basse’s poem circulated widely in manuscript, as evidenced by the fact that over two dozen seventeenth-century manuscript copies have survived.”

(ii) a poem by John Taylor, the Water Poet, in his The Praise of Hemp-seed (1620) that refers to Shakespeare as one among many famous dead English poets whose works will live forever.

(iii) The inscription on the monument to Shakespeare in Holy Trinity Church in Stratford, which was erected before the publication of the First Folio, which mentions it, in 1623.

(iv, v, vi and vii) four poems in the First Folio by Jonson, Leonard Digges, Hugh Holland and I. M., whom scholars believe to have been Digges’s friend James Mabbe.

(viii) A poem annotated to a copy of the First Folio that calls Shakespeare “The wittiest poet in the world,” written in a script common to the 1620’s.

(ix) an elegy appended to Michael Drayton’s Battaile of Agincourt (1627) that speaks of Shakespeare as having had “ . . . as smooth a comic vein,/ Fitting the sock, and in thy natural brain,/ As strong conception, and as clear a rage,/ As any one that traffick’d with the stage.”

(x, xi and xii) Three eulogies composed for The Second Folio of Shakespeare’s works (1632), including a famous one by John Milton.

(xiii) a poem by Thomas Heywood in his Hierarchie of the Blessed Angels (1635) that says, regarding the familiarity with which poets of the time were treated, that “Mellifluous Shakespeare, whose enchanting quill/ Commanded mirth or passion, was but Will.”

(xiv) Sir William D’Avenant’s ode entitled “In Remembrance of Master William Shakespeare,” which was part of his Madagascar, with other poems (1638).

(xv and xvi) two short poems entitled “To Shakespeare” and “To the same” that Thomas Bancroft wrote for his Two Books of Epigrammes, and Epitaphs (1639).

(xvii) an epigram entitled “To Mr. William Shake-spear” in the anonymous Wits Recreations (1640).

(xviii, xix and xx) three poems in the 1640 edition of Shakespeare’s Poems by Leonard Digges, John Warren and someone unnamed.

But the looneators really want to know why there were no eulogies immediately after he died. They typically assume that because we have no printed eulogies to Shakespeare that were unquestionably dated to within a year or so of his death, there were no eulogies from that time to him. We, of course, don’t know that none were printed and subsequently lost. We certainly don’t know that none were written during that time. The high probability is that some, perhaps many, were.

Here’s what David Kathman says about that at his and Terry Ross’s website: “Printed eulogies in Shakespeare’s day were only for socially important people like nobility and church leaders; posthumous eulogies for poets circulated in manuscript, only reaching print years later, if at all.” Kathman goes on to say that Shakespeare had eulogies published sooner after his death than virtually any other English playwright of his time, and more of them than any but Ben Jonson 20 years later.

Take Francis Beaumont, for example. He was supposed by anti-Stratfordians to have been much more lauded upon his death than Shakespeare. But other than the record of his burial—in Westminster Abbey, in 1616—there is no mention in the records of his death until the poems by Taylor and Basse that mention Shakespeare. According to Kathman, “the first printed eulogy specifically for Beaumont was ‘An epitaph upon my dearest brother Francis Beaumont,’ in the posthumous edition of his brother Sir John Beaumont’s poems.” That did not come out until 1629.

Beaumont’s writing partner, John Fletcher, fared as “poorly,” no eulogies to him being published until 1639, fourteen years after his death. It wasn’t until thirteen years after Thomas Middleton died that he was eulogized. As for John Webster, now considered the best playwright of the generation after Shakespeare and Jonson, his death was never noticed, so scholars still don’t know when he died. Similarly, John Ford disappeared from the literary record in 1639 without a trace.

There seems not to have been any literary reference to the death of John Marston in 1634, either– or of Thomas Heywood in 1641. Henry Chettle’s date of death is murky, too, although Thomas Dekker wrote a pamphlet that mentioned his being dead. Of all the playwrights active before Shakespeare, Marlowe and Greene were the only ones whose deaths drew any publicity to speak of. That should come as no surprise. Greene was a best-seller, as well as a controversial pamphleteer, who died young, in colorfully miserable circumstances. Marlowe, notorious as an atheist and homosexual (though it isn’t entirely certain that he was either), was killed at the age of only 29 in a drinking party brawl. Even so, both drew as many attacks as eulogies—and neither equaled Shakespeare in number or quickness of homage.

Ben Jonson, however, not only equalled him but surpassed him. Jonsonus Viribus, a volume of elegies honoring him, was published within a year of his death, in fact. But that was 21 years after Shakespeare’s death, when the professional theatre’s respectability had much increased, thanks in part to Jonson’s own Works—and no doubt also to the two editions of Shakespeare’s plays. Then, too, Jonson was much more an outward-going self-promoter than Shakespeare seems to have been.

Even so, according to Kathman, “the volume of tributes to Jonson nearly didn’t come off. Doctor Brian Duppa, the Dean of Christchurch, had been gathering manuscript elegies for Jonson, but Sir Kenelm Digby had to write Duppa to urge that the collection be printed, or else it would have followed previous custom and remained in manuscipt.

“But,” one can hear the looneators complain, “Shakespeare was a poet, as well as a dramatist, and should have been honored for that side of his accomplishents, if playwriting was truly disdained. It is true that non-dramatic poets were sometimes highly honored in Shakespeare’s time—but only when they were aristocrats, or the equivalent.

The two most honored poets of the era were Sir Philip Sidney and John Donne, both were high in the social order, and Sidney was a national war hero. Both would surely have been widely eulogized even if they’d never written any poetry at all. Indeed, hardly any of the first eulogies to Sidney mention his poetry.

As for Donne, he didn’t die until 1631, and was famous as a churchman and Dean of St. Paul’s. He was first eulogized by two ecclesiastics, in a small volume containing his last sermon that was published a year after he died. The year after that, his collected poems appeared—with ten eulogies, but they were generally more concerned with his reputation as a learned preacher than as a poet.

Other social high-ranking writers of poetry who were eulogized upon their deaths more than Shakespeare was include such as Sir John Beaumont, a courtier rather than a play-maker, and Fulke Greville, another prominent courtier and, by the time he died, a lord. Oxford, oddly, seems never to have been eulogized as a writer. As for poets whose social standing was lower, they appear to have been treated much more like common playwrights when they died.

Even the one counted by the Elizabethans as their greatest poet, the civil servant Edmund Spenser, received on his death in 1599 just (to quote from Kathman) “a poem by John Weever in 1599; a poem by Nicholas Breton, a Latin epitaph by William Camden, and a non-elegiac poem by Francis Thynne in 1600; a Latin poem by Charles Fitzgeoffrey in 1601 that doesn’t actually refer to Spenser’s death; three references to the death of ‘Collin’ (Spenser’s alter ego) in 1602-03; a two-line Latin poem by John Stradling in 1607; a couple of other passing references to Spenser in the past tense; and nothing else in the ten-year span after Spenser’s death.”

England’s Poet Laureate under Elizabeth, Samuel Daniel, got only one printed eulogy. Michael Drayton, who was a very popular poet in his time, died too unmentioned for us to know more than the year of his death. No original poems honoring Drayton appeared in the decade after his death. An undated manuscript note of the antiquary William Fulman, who was born in 1632, a year after Drayton died, states that he was honored with “a funeral procession to Westminster escorted by gentlemen of the Inns of Court and others of note,” however, and his tomb contained commemorative verses that were reprinted twice in that time. George Chapman, more known for such nondramatic poetry as his translation of Homer than for his plays, was eulogized once in the year after he died—but not again.

To sum up, the notion that Shakespeare was honored with eulogies too sparsely or late in comparison to other dramatists of his time does not hold up. But even if that were not so, the anti-Stratfordians’ rigid belief that the world strictly operates in such a way that a Great Poet like Shakespeare would have had to have gotten a hundred eloquent eulogies within five days of his death is moronic. Dozens of things might have prevented it—for example, his distant-from-London death having taken time to be reported; his main writing friends being dead themselves; his having left the London scene four or five years before and no longer being to the fore in others’ minds; it being known that he never wrote eulogies and didn’t like them; everyone’s taking his time with his eulogy for Shakespeare out of anxiety to make it first-rate, or even being too diffident to dare eulogize so superior a poet; someone’s collecting many eulogies for a book that never materialized (or for the one that did, but only after a long delay, the First Folio), or because Shakespeare, in his last years, said very contemptuous things about the other poets of the time, and they disliked him; etc.

A problem unconsidered by the anti-Stratfordians in all this is why, even as a fake, Shakespeare would not have been eulogized when he died. It makes no sense that no writer of the time believed the Stratford man was the True Author, but that he was nonetheless considered capable of being presented as just that on his monument and in the First Folio. Or that hoaxsters would want him thought The True Author, but would fail to make him look like it with a flurry of eulogies upon his death.

Aside from the “missing eulogies,” anti-Stratfordians have turned up Grave Omissions in the following:

(a) historian William Camden’s, Britannia (1607) where—as Charlton Ogburn points out—Camden referred in a passage about Stratford-upon-Avon to two of its famous natives, an Archbishop of Canterbury and Hugh Clopton, who became Lord Mayor of London. He did this in spite of two years earlier having put Shakespeare in a group of poets whom he called the “most pregnant wits of these our times, whom succeeding ages may justly admire,” in another book. Clearly, he knew of Shakespeare the poet; hence, by not mentioning him as a resident of Stratford, he was surely showing us that he did not live there.

Irvin Matus’s book, once again, comes to the rescue: “Contrary to the impression given by Ogburn, Britannia was not a new work in 1607. In fact, five editions of Britannia were published before the one of 1607. Furthermore, its title in full makes it plain Camden’s purpose was a work of serious antiquarian scholarship and not a guide to the habitats of contemporary literary figures. First published in 1586 and written entirely in Latin, Britannia, sive florentissimorum regnorum Angliae, Scotiae. Hiberniae et insularum adjacentium ex intima antiquitate chorographica Descriptio (A description of features, to the earliest times of the powerful kings, of England, Scotland, Ireland, and the adjacent islands) was primarily concerned with the history and ancient structures of Britain’s towns and cities, gathered in his perambulations throughout the English countryside. . . .

“Furthermore, like Britannia, the complete title of what is commonly called Remains concerning Britain is revealing; it is Remains of a Greater Work, concerning Britain, the Inhabitants Thereof, Their Languages, Names, Surnames, Impress, Wise Speeches, Poesie, and Epitaphs. The ‘Greater Work’ is, of course, Britannia, and Camden devised the Remains as a sort of supplement to it; a collection of material that was not appropriate to his antiquarian masterpiece—including recognition of his nation’s preeminent figures in literature, past and present, of which Shakespeare is but one.” In short, that Shakespeare was left out of Camden’s book of 1586 is to be expected.

(b) Henry Peacham’s Britannia (1622) where, in a chapter on poetry, Peacham calls the reign of Elizabeth “a golden age (for such a world of refined wits and excellent spirits it produced whose like are hardly to be hoped for in any succeeding age),” then lists by rank those “who honored poesie with their pens and practice” as follows: “Edward Earl of Oxford, the Lord Buckhurst, Henry Lord Paget, our phoenix, the noble Sir Philip Sidney, M. Edward Dyer, M. Edmund Spenser, Master Samuel Daniel, with sundry others whom (together with those admirable wits yet living and so well known) not out of envy, but to avoid tediousness, I overpass.”

About this, the indefatigable Charlton Ogburn said, “Inasmuch as it would have been quite unthinkable to deny Shakespeare, the greatest of all, an express place among the poets who had made Elizabeth’s a golden age (and orthodoxy’s ‘Shakespeare’ in 1622 could not, like Ben Jonson, George Chapman, and Michael Drayton, be excluded as among ‘those admirable wits yet living’), it can only be that his name was subsumed in another’s.”

The extended quotation above is a characteristic sample of Ogburn’s way of reasoning. What he says about Peacham’s book is, as far as I know, correct. But what he says about Shakespeare’s name is silly. In the first place, it is not “unthinkable” that somebody in 1622 might not consider Shakespeare a particularly brilliant poet. Throughout his book Ogburn consistently assumes that everybody must recognize Shakepeare’s supremacy as a writer—everybody not only of today, after 400 years of having the Bard’s excellences drilled into us, but everybody who was alive when Shakespeare was. But this is absurd.

Even in recent times there have been people who have denied that Shakespeare was much of a writer—Henry Miller, for instance, and Tolstoy. Many more would have been of this opinion in his own time, for playwrights then had about the same status as television scriptwriters do today—and how many people in 1990 could name even one of the persons who wrote for the Bill Cosby show, the most popular television show of the time in the United States, or would consider that person particularly important as a writer?

For another thing, there are always differences in taste; if anything is “unthinkable,” it is that no one would scorn Shakespeare as over-rated in any age. Many of Peacham’s ilk, for instance, rated Samuel Daniel above both Jonson and Spenser, yet the modern consensus is that the latter two were of the first rank, and Daniel minor, at best. In later times, similar apparent errors have been made: toward the end of the nineteenth century, for example, readers participating in an Atlantic Monthly poll voted Oliver Wendell Holmes America’s greatest writer of the century, above Emerson and Twain. If memory serves me, Thoreau and Whitman weren’t even mentioned.

But even if we go along with Ogburn in assuming that Peacham must have considered Shakespeare one of the Elizabethan Age’s primary ornaments, there are more possible explanations for the absence of the Bard’s name on his list than the one given, that “his name was subsumed in another’s.” One is that Peacham simply forgot to list Shakespeare! These things can happen—though probably never did to Ogburn. Or Peacham’s printer could have left out Shakespeare’s name. Such things can also happen.

Or maybe Peacham had some kind of private quarrel with Shakespeare that we don’t know about, and left his name off his list out of spite. Or had a puritanical bias against actors and playwrights (since he fails to mention the dead Marlowe, too). It is not impossible, either, that Peacham did not know that Shakespeare had died—even if it is a fact that Shakespeare’s death occurred six years before Peacham’s book was published. Maybe Peacham had been travelling. Or maybe news of Shakespeare’s death simply took a long time to get around. Moreover, because Peacham’s book was published in 1622 does not mean that all of it was written then. Peacham might have written the part about poetry before Shakespeare died, or before anyone in London knew about it.

Other reasons occurred to me before I was exposed to the more scholarly explanation of Terry Ross. Ross finds his listing Oxford “no more curious than his listing Paget and Buckhurst — in fact those two names are more curious, because Paget has left us no poetry whatsoever, and Buckhurst should have been called ‘Dorset,’ since he had been awarded the higher title after Puttenham wrote. What about Peacham’s not listing Shakespeare? We have no reason to think he ever considered listing Shakespeare (and he certainly never said that Oxford was Shakespeare), but if he had known and liked Shakespeare’s works, there would still have been these factors: Peacham (who got his list directly from Puttenham’s The Arte of English Poesie) dropped everyone from Puttenham’s list who was not at least a gentleman; the two he added (Spenser and Daniel) he did consider gentlemen; but Shakespeare’s works were not the works of a man Peacham would have considered an Elizabethan gentleman.”

Ross goes on to quote Peacham’s saying in The Compleat Gentleman that “Sixt and lastly, touching Mecahnicall Arts and Artists, whosoever labour for their livelihood and gaine, have no share at all in Nobilitie and Gentry: as Painters, Stage-players, Tumblers, ordinary Fidlers, Inne-keepers, Fencers, Juglers, Dancers, Mountebancks, Bearewards, and the like.” As my unscholarly guess had it, it turns out that Peacham, “seems to have shared something of the antitheatrical prejudice of the day.” Hence, the absence of playwrights in his list.

On the other hand, Shakespeare, technically, was a gentleman. No matter, for Peacham inveighed more than once against the awarding of arms to the undeserving, as an actor would have been, for him. A man had to be more than a technical gentleman to qualify as a genuine gentleman to him. Conclusion: Peacham left Shakespeare off his list of important poets because (a) his source didn’t list him; (b) he didn’t list any playwrights; (c) he listed only those he considered gentlemen, as he would not have considered Shakespeare, the actor, coat of arms and all.

A fourth possibility is that he was not aware of Shakespeare’s works, or was, but did not consider them great. There is little evidence that he knew of them and none that he admired them, for he never wrote an epigram to Shakespeare in spite of writing them to other writers, nor quoted him or referred to him in any of his writings.

(c) the First Folio, itself, which contains no biography of its author or other clear indication that Shakespeare wrote the plays in that volume—e.g., by terming him, “William Shakespeare, who was born in 1564 to John and Mary Shakespeare of Stratford-upon-Avon, who wrote the plays collected herein.” Need I comment on the absurdity of that?

As for the many other references to Shakespeare in poems and books like Meres’s Palladis Tamia, none of them have anything in them that would identify Shakespeare except his name, so can’t count as literary references for looneators. The reasons for my pig-headedly going ahead and counting them, anyway, have already been given.

(3) looneations of official reference

But what about the non-literary records that refer to Shakespeare of Stratford? Why were all of them so skimpy, none naming his occupation? How can we explain, for instance:

(a) the record of his death in the Stratford register, which only termed him “William Shakspere gent.,” although it could easily have termed him “William Shakespeare, Poet,” or the like, considering that the record of Shakespeare’s son-in-law’s death terms him, “Johannes Hall, medicus peritissimus” (most skilful physician);

(b) the “nuper in curia” entry which fails to give his occupation and affiliation with the King’s Men in a local court case Shakespeare was involved in;

(c) the inscription on the monument to him which failed to give the names of specific plays he wrote or even his first name;

(d) the inscription on his daughter Susanna’s monument, which mentioned him, but not explicitly as a writer;

(e) the inscription on his son-in-law’s monument, which mentioned him, but not explicitly as a writer.

Response: could anyone but a fanatic take these “omissions” seriously? Could any objective person find it at all odd that someone’s occupation was not noted in such records? In actual fact only one playwright of the time in England is known to have had his occupation noted in any court records like the “nuper in curia” entry just mentioned: George Chapman, who in a deposition was described in 1608 as someone who “hath since very unadvisedly spent the most part of his time and his estate in fruitless and vain Poetry,” and then in 1617, was identified in a court case as one who “hath made diverse plays and written other books.” As for mentions of occupation in a record of a playwright of the time’s death, we have no records for the deaths of the majority of playwrights of the time. I haven’t researched it, but I doubt any inscription on the tombstone of any playwright of the time’s daughter or son-in-law mentions his having been a playwright.

(4) looneations of commercial reference

A little more sensible than the looneations of official reference on the surface are the looneations of commercial reference, by which I mean the instances where Shakespeare might have been mentioned as a playwright in a record of payment for a play or some similar theatre-related commercial document. Just about the only relevant document, though, is the accounts book of Phillip Henslowe, the proprietor of several London theatres. He kept detailed theatrical records in these “diaries,” as they have come to be known, naming many actors and playwrights in the process. This, according to Ogburn, “is a strong indication that (Shakespeare’s) alleged career on the stage is illusory.”

Here’s what Dave Kathman has to say about that in his demolition of this particular piece of Ogburn’s scholarship at his and Terry Ross’s website: “Ogburn correctly notes that Henslowe put on some of Shakespeare’s plays, and he finds it odd ‘that while producing Shakespeare’s plays Henslowe never once mentioned his name.’ He does not tell the reader that these plays were all performed in 1592-94, before Henslowe began mentioning the names of any playwrights or actors at all in the Diary; by the time Henslowe did start writing down names in 1597, Shakespeare was a member of the rival Chamberlain’s Men and had no association with Henslowe. Ogburn states that ‘the names of all other prominent playwrights of the time… find a place in [Henslowe’s] diary’, which is simply a blatant falsehood; the names of Robert Greene and Christopher Marlowe are absent despite the fact that Henslowe performed their plays many times, and Thomas Kyd, George Peele, Thomas Nashe, and Thomas Lodge are similarly missing. Ogburn then snidely remarks that ‘if Professors Evans and Levin and Dr. McManaway could have cited another case of an actor of Shakspere’s alleged prominence not mentioned by Henslowe or Alleyn it is a fair assumption that they would have done so.’ As Irvin Matus has already pointed out, Richard Burbage, Augustine Phillips, John Heminges, and Henry Condell are among the well-known actors not mentioned by Henslowe; this is because the Diary is a record of Henslowe’s company, and by the time he began mentioning any actors by name, all these men (along with Shakespeare) were members of the rival Chamber-lain’s Men.”

All this explains, too, another prime chestnut of the looneators, the fact that there is no record of Shakespeare’s ever having been paid for a play since Henslowe’s diaries are about the only extant records of such payments to any playwright, and Henslowe began naming playwrights he paid for plays after Shakespeare was, so far as we know, writing exclusively for the Lord Chamberlain’s Men).

The only other commercial looneation the Rejectors have turned up is the fact—a valid one—that Shakespeare’s name has not been found on any of the cast-lists of acting companies that played throughout England during his time, according to a study of the records of 116 towns, including Stratford upon Avon. I can’t understand why they are bothering with this one, though, unless they have an even lower opinion of their followers than I do.

According to Irvin Matus, “Of Shakespeare’s company there are notices of only 38 performances in only nineteen provincial venues from 1594 to 1611. No member of the troupe is mentioned by name in any of them at all.” In the pertinent provincial records, which had to do only with payments to the actors—except when the actors ran afoul of the law—it is rare even to find the name of one actor receiving payment. Hence, this “absence” is another red herring: there is no reason to expect Shakespeare’s name to have gotten into provincial towns’ records of dealing with touring companies.

Conclusion: the absence of commercial references to Shakespeare from the theatrical world he worked in is entirely to be expected.

(5) looneations of governmental interest

The first instance of lack of governmental interest in Shakespeare of Stratford is hardly worth mentioning. We know from the records that tax collectors in London in 1600 went to some lengths to trace him to Sussex, whereas his permanent residence and assets were in Stratford upon Avon, where he was not sought by the authorities. Was it because those who knew him in London had no knowledge that he had any connection with Stratford upon Avon, looneators want to know.

No. It is rather more likely that it was due to authorities not wanting to go as far as Stratford to collect some small sum owed in back taxes. It is also quite possible that Shakespeare never mentioned his hometown to his landlords, whom perhaps he did not know well and who, perhaps, cared little about him so long as he paid his rent. He may even have been found and paid his taxes without its getting into any records.

A rather more consequential looneation of governmental interest has to do with all he allegedly got away with saying in his plays. For instance, according to the anti-Stratfordians, he lampooned some of the most powerful figures in the land—Burghley in Hamlet as Polonius, for one. He had to have been a beloved noble of the highest grade to have escaped punishment.

Of course, there is little evidence of any serious lampooning of specific individuals in the plays: strong evidence of this is the inability of the scholars to agree on what real person any character of Shakespeare’s was based on, coupled with the absence of any record of anyone of the time’s complaining about or even gossipping about some satirical reference to anyone other than, possibly, Jonson, in the plays.

Those who write will also know that most of the best writers build each of their best characters out of more than one real model, and include characters out of other writers’ works as partial models. Furthermore, it is known that Shakespeare took a good many of his characters straight from the many source novels, plays, chronicles and poems he stole from. But even if he did insult as important a figure as Burghley in a play, why should it not have been possible for him to have been excused by the queen—and perhaps even Burghley—because of his genius? And/or because the two were amused?

Conversely, why would some noble get away with such behavior, if the victims of the satire were thin-skinned? Why would he not have been compelled to revise his material, as we know Shakespeare was when the Brooke family objected to the depiction of their ancestor, Sir John Oldcastle, in the Henry IV trilogy and Shakespeare was forced to change his character’s name to Falstaff?

Worse than the lampooning the anti-Stratfordians find throughout the Oeuvre, however, is Shakespeare’s having written Richard II. Had the Stratford man been the real author of this play, he surely would have to have been executed for its role in the Essex rebellion. But the author, if Oxford or some other noble, would not even have been reprimanded, considering the punishments, including beheading, that the queen meted out to the conspirators? Hard to understand that.

Here’s the background: in 1601, Robert Devereux, the Earl of Essex, having disgraced himself when, in command of troops sent to put down a rebellion in Ireland, he unauthorizedly made a truce with the rebels, an act for which he was put under house arrest for a time, and deprived of his offices, was further punished when the queen took a significant money-making patent for sweet wines from him. Consequently, Essex gathered a few hundred followers at his estate and, when the government learned of this and demanded he appear before them, led them into London on Sunday, February 7, 1601. As he did so, he tried (in vain) to entice the Londoners to join his forces.

Richard II comes into the story because some of Essex’s men paid the Lord Chamberlain’s Men to perform it the day before Essex’s uprising. It is believed that Essex’s men chose the play to remind Londoners of what they took to be the similarity of the corruption of Richard’s court to that they found in Elizabeth’s, but no doubt they liked the precedent the play afforded of a monarch’s overthrow. It is possible, too, that Essex’s men thought a play about others rebelling against a flawed monarch would inspire them.

Be that as it may, the authorities thought it proper to look into the matter. August Phillips, one of the actors in the company, it will be remembered, was interviewed. According to his testimony, cited in Chambers, the players had been approached by Sir Charles Percy, Sir Jocelyne Percy, the Lord Montague and three others. According to the report, Phillips “saith that on Friday last was sennight [a week ago] or Thursday Sir Charles Percy Sir Jocelyne Percy and the Lord Montague with some three more spake to some of the players in the presence of this examinate to have the play of the deposing and killing of King Richard the Second to be played the Saturday next promising to get them xls. [forty shillings] more then their ordinary to play it. Where this Examinate and his fellows were determined to have played some other play, holding that play King Richard to be so old and so long out of use as that they should have small or no Company at it. But at their request this Examinate and his fellows were Content to play it the Saturday and had their xls. more than their ordinary for it and so played it accordingly.”

What else could they have said, the anti-Stratfordians understandably ask. They wouldn’t likely have admitted they put on the play to help foment a rebellion. And it is known that the queen herself, upon later seeing something about “the reign of King Richard II” among some state records William Lambarde was showing her, said to him, “I am Richard II, know ye not that?” She went on to observe that “this tragedy was played 40tie times in open streets and houses.”

It would appear, then, that the queen considered anything having to do with Richard II contributory to Essex’s rebellion. Indeed, she had already imprisoned the historian, John Hayward, who wrote about Richard II in The First Part of the Life and Raigne of Henrie IIII. Anti-Stratfordians have made much of this imprisonment of Hayward in comparison to Shakespeare’s getting off Scot-free in spite of Richard II, so a brief digression about it is in order.

Hayward’s book was registered 19 January 1599, approved for publication by Samuel Harsnett, chaplain to the Bishop of London and put on sale about a month later—but with a dedication to Essex added after approval by Hayward and his publisher. The dedication implied that Hayward’s history might prove useful for the handling of affairs either personal or of the state. The dedication also contained what Chambers called a “dangerous description” of Essex (‘magnus et presenti iudicio et futuri temporis expectatione’—”great in both the judgement of the present and in the expectation of future times”).

A month or so later Essex tried to get the dedication cancelled. By then, about 600 copies had been sold. (It eventually went through ten or more editions and was very popular.) The Bishop of London forthwith issued an order blocking the publication of any history not getting approved by the Queen’s Privy council.

Hayward went ahead a month later to print 1500 more copies. These were seized and burnt. On 11 July 1599, Dr. John Hayward admitted to inserting inauthentic stories supporting the deposition of kings into his history, under questioning before the Lord Admiral, Lord Keeper, and the Chancellor of the Exchequer. The Attorney General charged Hayward with intending a seditious application of the figure of Richard II as presented in his book.

On 13 July, the stationer who published both editions of Hayward’s Henry IV claimed that the author first presented it to him without the dedicatory epistle to the Earl of Essex, which was ordered to be cut out of the first edition after about 600 copies were sold, in testimony before the Attorney General. He said they came up with the idea while talking casually with each other, Essex being a military hero of both. By now, Hayward had been committed to the Tower.

A week later, the Lord Bishop of London’s chaplain Mr. Harsnett, who approved the publication of Hayward’s Henry IV, apologized for his oversight, admitting that he never actually read the book, and that the copy he approved contained no dedicatory epistle. The queen was convinced the book was treasonous, but Francis Bacon seems to have talked her out of too severely punishing Hayward, although he wound up in prison, and stayed there until King James eventually released him several years later.

On all this, Rob Zigler commented at HLAS: “It looks like Hayward did a number of things wrong. His first error was were publishing a dedication to Essex implying that much greater things were expected of Essex and saying that the book provided a ‘pattern for private direction and affairs of state.’ Given that there were already worries about Essex’s feeling rebellious, it seems extremely bold. (Of course, it is possible that Hayward may not have known about the suspicions concerning Essex.)

“A second error was to include the dedication only after he had gotten approval from Harsnett. It made it look like he had tried to sneak it past the censors. It’s difficult to imagine that Hayward didn’t know that it was his book that gave rise to the Bishop’s prohibition against the further publication of histories without explicit clearance from the Privy Council. Therefore, I see his publication on the heels of that order to be another rather large miscalculation. I’m not sure that it is true, but if he did insert false stories into the history which supported the deposition of monarchs (as he confessed he did at his trial), that might have have been his biggest mistake of all.”

In short, Hayward much more directly revealed himself as a supporter of Essex than Shakespeare did in his play, and in a dedication which he surreptitiously added (or so it appeared). Hayward also had the misfortune of bring out his book at the worst possible time (when the queen was most wary of Essex’s designs, and relations between the two were maximally difficult) whereas Shakespeare wrote Richard II several years before that, in 1595 or so, when Essex was in better favor with the queen—though the play would not have seemed connected to Essex in any way at that time.

I might add that Hayward’s text was a book, and thus available for study, and to be passed on, not an ephemeral play. Hayward, too, was probably an unknown quantity, being at the time just out of school, whereas Shakespeare had been around over ten years, long enough to establish his loyalty (and that his play was just one of many histories he wrote and thus not specially composed to help Essex). That Shakespeare’s case was anything like Hayward’s is, in conclusion, absurd.

As for the queen’s sensitivity to being thought of as a second Richard the Second, that is understandable. That she should have blamed the author of Richard II for it, or the authors of the texts Shakespeare got his history from, for making the public aware of what actually happened in history would not be understandable.

Before leaving the matter, there is one more thing to discuss: the deposition scene. That scene was not printed in the quartos until 1608, so it is improbable that it was part of the performance the Lord Chamberlain’s Men gave on the eve of the Essex Uprising. In any case, there are only two possibilities: (1) the Lord Chamberlain’s Men did not play the deposition scene the Saturday before Essex’s uprising, which makes them, and the author even less blameworthy—or (2) they did–which means that the deposition scene was considered innocuous by the authorities, since they made no mention of it, and surely would have had they thought it seditious, since it would have strengthened their case against Essex all the more.

True, it is possible that the scene was performed, but no one told the authorities. The players wouldn’t have volunteered the information, nor would Essex’s men. The result would be the same: to the authorities, the play was innocuous, and that’s why Shakespeare wasn’t punished, or interviewed (so far as we know).

Actually, Will may well have been interviewed, but told the authorities that he was The Earl of Oxford, the True Author of All The Greatest Literature in the Realm, and they better not mess with him, and the fools believed him—and, of course, let him go, everyone knowing that such an exalted figure had license to do anything he wanted to, including overthrow the government.

But all we can finally know, is that the authorities quite reasonably accepted Phillips’s highly plausible answer. How could the Lord Chamberlain’s Men be punished for performing a play six-years-old that they had already “publickly acted” many times and which had been published thrice (which meant it had been approved by the authorities, who certainly would not have approved it had they seen it as seditious). Where is the evidence that this hitherto loyal group of tradesmen were aware of what Essex was up to and willing to help him? What did performing the play at the wrong time have to do with who wrote it? Why, in short, would there be any more reason to question its author about it than there would have been to question the maker of Essex’s sword?

That does it for the looneations. To try to be fair, I should point out that some of the more honest anti-Stratfordians will agree that some of the ones I’ve listed do little for their cause; some even seem silly to them. But they contend that the mere number of looneations is by itself strong evidence against Shakespeare. Diana Price, for instance, has written a whole book showing not that any one bit of missing evidence casts doubt on Shakespeare’s authorship, but the absence of any of ten kinds of “personal contemporaneous literary evidence” practically disproves it. I doubt, however, that she or others like her would agree that the sheer number of pieces of evidence for Shakespeare that she considers suspect (e.g., posthumous personal litrary evidence like Jonson’s testimony in the First Folio, anecdotal evidence like Aubry’s testimony, impersonal contemporaneous literary evidence such as the dozens of books with Shakespeare’s name on their title-pages as their author, etc.) is a point in their favor.

Be that as it may, I feel I’ve shown that many of the looneations advanced by anti-Stratfordians are ersatz—for instance, there were eulogies written for him after his death; the rest are too trivial to have any weight even taken together. Moreover, similarly diligent Pricean analysis of the authenticity of almost any other author of the time would turn up as many looneations for them as have been discovered for Shakespeare, and ambiguate as much positive evidence for them as has been (unconvincingly) ambiguated for him.

Final Verdict: that there is no good evidence against my identification of the poet Shakespeare with the Stratford Shakespeare is beyond reasonable doubt. There is, in fact, no direct evidence against it, and all the other evidence advanced against it is speculative and weak. This, in turn, is further evidence of my case’s validity. To finish completely with the attack on Shakespeare, I am now going to turn to the cases, if you can call them that, for the principle men various anti-Stratfordians have put up as the actual writer of The Oeuvre.

Next Chapter here.
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Column030 — January/February 1998 « POETICKS

Column030 — January/February 1998



Catch-Up Time

 

 


Small Press Review
Volume 30, Number 1/2, January/February 1998





Lost & Found Times, #37,
November 1996; 56 pp.; Luna
Bisonte Prods, 137 Leland Ave.,
Columbus OH 43214. $6.

Patrick Mullins Revises John M. Bennett
by Patrick Mullins.
1996; 4 cards; 231 Elizabeth
Street, Athens GA 30601. $1.

Skinny Chest, #1, Winter
1996; 22 pp.; 75 Monterey Road,
South Pasadena CA 91030. $2.

Semiautomatic, #4, Winter 1996;
16 pp/; 231 Elizabeth Street,
Athens GA 30601. $2 (cash only).

Sleep, by Patrick Mullins.
1996; 8 pp.; 231 Elizabeth
Street, Athens GA 30601. $1.

Texts for a Holy Saturday,
by Tim Allen.
1996; 60 pp.; Pa;
The Phlebas Press, 2 The Stables,
High Park, Oxenhome, Kendal,
Cumbria, England LA9 7RE. 4 pounds.

 


 

Over the past year or so my outlets for reviews have shrunk: both Taproot Reviews and Poetics Briefs are on hold, if not dead (except perhaps on the Internet). I’m hardly able to say anything anywhere anymore about what’s going on in my corner of the literary world. Consequently, I’m pretty far behind. To start to try to catch up here, I’m reviewing, briefly, a random sample of the publications that have crossed my desk over the past 12 months–with little attempt to make a unified column of my thoughts (as if I ever do). So, here we go:

Lost & Found Times, #37: Al Ackerman’s in prime form here as “Ralph ‘$50,000 Party’ Delgado” reporting on Ackerman’s first meeting with John M. Bennett, an ambulance driver who steals his patients’ clothes, then sells them back to them at his house while spouting Bennettian lines like, “Christ, you river rubes make me think of napkins milking stains to sneeze a thought twat at master slurping . . .” At the other end of the aesthetic specturm are a number of Jim Leftwich poems, including a set of textual super-imposings that starts with “bosos” on top of itself in such a way as to suggest “bios,” “bosom” and “blossoms.” No room to say more about this always alarmingly-off-both-ends-of-the-absurdity/sublimity-continuum circus of a zine.

Skinny Chest is a breezy new zine by mostly young Southern Californians (it would appear). Its contents are mostly reviews and/or impressions of or from pop musicians, and first person short stories in conventional prose. One of the latter is a taut description by Larry Tomayasu of a lower-class prostitute (I think) who believes “Sylvia Plath and Emily Dickinson were like me.” The longest story in the magazine, Patrick Lubow’s “What Happened,” jumps back and forth between the wandery streams of consciousness of a twenty-something yo-yo out in his car and a potheaded pedestrian he runs over, or so the story suggests but doesn’t state. A little heavy-handedly Mrs. Dallowayish, but not bad.

I’ve decided to cover two items by Patrick Mullins because of their small size. One, Patrick Mullins Reviews John M. Bennett, consists of just 4 post-cards. Each contains a single line comprised of two or more lines from Bennett (one of them upside-down, and several fading). Our tracks through existence? Life as obliterations? I’m afraid I can’t make out enough words to be more specific. There’s something worthwhile going on here, though.

Mullins’s other piece is an 8-pager called Sleep. A utilitarian epigraph, “We must work hard in order to sleep better, deeper and more dreamlessly” precedes a six-page visiocollagic sequence (i.e., unfused mixtures of pictures and texts) that in a decidedly un-utilitarian fashion breaks modern technology–represented here by objects like a telescope, a movie projector, telephone poles, a watch, and abstract texts such as reference manuals–into fragments of sleep, not dreamless.

Semiautomatic, #4, is a perfect one-sitting revue of prime burstnorm poetry, mostly pluraesthetic as with Bay Kelley’s smeary, carbon-miscopied, mistyped short texts, one funereally sad about “a festive box,” another shatteringly capturing the desolation of c(old); and some great textual illumages (visual artworks made up of letters empty of semantic content) by Avelino de Araujo. But Bennett and Murphy have text-only poems here, too, for the segreceptual. (Murphy’s “klept emotion” especially  yowwed me, putting me in some department store of shoplifted emotion).

The source of the epigraphs Tim Allen uses for his poetry collection, Texts for a Holy Saturday, Blake, Hejinian and Brunuel, neatly situate his work. The first four stanzas of his “hieratic” exemplify his Blakijineul zip, wit and quirkiness: “What to think?/ Think poetry.// Undetermined?/ Think momentum.// Insoluble?/ Think.// Inconsolable?/ Thinky fish.” Elsewhere he writes, “destroy the imagination/ (and) then celebrate it”–his parentheses. Ooccasionally, he’s unusually deft infra-verbally as with “between diction/ aries,” a wonderful sudden opposition of careful communication and War–but also with a suggestion of aeries . . . I also liked “meteorligically.”

That’s it till the next time.

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Conspiranoia

Introduction, part one

I’ve spent 45 years working on and off on a total account of the human psychology.  Needless to say, it is complex.  It is also stuffed with terms I’ve made up, and rarely can remember.  On my good days, I feel I really understand most of my theory.  On my best days, though, I fear that hardly anyone else in the world will.  Although I did take a few (undergraduate) college courses in psychology in my late thirties.  (I resisted going to college until I was 33 or 34, then spent five years as a full-time student at a junior college followed by the two years at a university needed for a degree–which was to allow me to take some graduate courses in play-writing, my main, highly unsuccessful vocation up to that time; I never took them, my aging parents needing me to look after them, my mother having become bed-ridden by a stroke–as my father slowed toward the age of eighty.  He died suddenly just two days before reaching that milestone, and I carried on as my mother’s sole care-giver, except for the many nurses and nurse’s aides we had, for the next ten years, when she, too, died.)

I’m telling you a bit about my personal life to try to fool you into taking me for a regular fellow you can trust no matter how outlandish his totally uncertified ideas are.  I also suspect my bits of autobiography will be able better to keep you reading this book than those ideas–because, hey, they’ll describe a fascinating loner working out in the wilderness to find Important Truths forty or more years in advance of the piddling discoveries of my competitors in the Establishment.  Forty or more years of Serious work, mind you.

Okay, back to what I was saying.  I mentioned all the terms I’ve made up.  Well, in this book, I’m going to avoid them as much as possible.  There are still too many of them I feel I can’t do without, though.. The first of them is conspiranoia.  Actually, I can’t take credit for that although I thought it was mine until I found out a guy name Devon Jackson beat me to it by a good ten years, using it in the title of a book of his.

I define it as the psychological condition of a person who has a seriously irrational belief in a conspiracy theory he (and, often, many others) considers of the highest importance.  I have italicized “seriously irrational” to distinguish a belief in conspiracy theories such as the one I consider myself a leading authority on, the one whose adherents hold that William Shakespeare of Stratford-upon-Avon was a fraud, or the one concerning the UFO that crashed in or near Roswell, New Mexico, from the one John Wilkes Booth was central to, or the one concerning the Donation of Constantine.

A second crucially significant coinage of mine is the inner/outer ratio. (or “i/o-ratio).  This, in effect, is the ratio of the strength the energy available for the activation of a person’s memories (his mental energy) at a given time to the strength of the energy of the data he receives through his senses from the environment (his pre-mental energy).

This ratio is, for me, pivotal in determining the person’s temperament (or personality or character–any term you want to use to indicate how a person’s manner of dealing with life comes across to others).  If the memories a person is conscious of at a given time have the upper hand, for instance, the person will tend to go along with the crowd less than someone whose environment (dominated by the crowd) has the upper hand.  A simple example: Joe, Frank and Mark consider what movie to see.  Joe says he’s heard the one at the Bijou is terrific; Frank, for whom outer data is stronger than inner (at least at this time), immediately says he’d like to see that movie.  But Mark, with an opposite inner/outer balance, hardly hears Joe, remembering that he read about a current movie based on a book he’d enjoyed and thinking then he’d like to see it; he puts in for seeing that instead.  Frank at once changes his mind, going along with Mark.  Joe, with neither any strong memories against the movie Mark wants to see goes along with the others, even though his temperament is more like Mark’s than like Frank’s.

Yes, I realize that most such decisions are vastly more complex than I’ve described this one;  they can sometimes be as simple as this, though, and whether they are or not doesn’t matter, because I’m only trying to picture in what I hope is an easy-to-grasp manner the effect of the value of the inner/outer ratio.  (The risk of seeming condescendingly too clear means less to me than the risk of seeming annoyingly unclear.)

Those readers knowledgeable about the work of sociologist David Riesman may recognize in Joe a specimen of the other-directed type Riesman wrote about, and in Mark a specimen of Riesman’s inner-directed type.  My theory has different names for their temperaments, because–well, mainly because I like my names better.  But Riesman’s names are good ones, and familiar ones to many people, which is not the case, alas, with mine, so in this book I will go along with his.

There is one other character type Riesman hypothesized I should mention: the autonomous type.  The difference between this type and the other two, according to my theory, is that while an inner-directed person’s i/o-ratio will generally keep his memories significantly stronger than the data his environment transmits to him, and an other-directed person’s environment will generally dominate his memories, an autonomous person has the ability to change his i/o ratio memory-favoring to environment-favoring, or the reverse, so he will sometimes act inner-directedly, sometimes other-directedly.

I suspect that most people are more autonomous than either inner- or other-directed.  But this essay will focus on the few who are, basically, slaves of their memories–those who are excessively inner-directed, for it is only they who are prone to being deluded by preposterous conspiracy theories.

That’s because of the faulty functioning of such a person’s intellect, as I idiosyncratically define it–which is as a neuro-endocrine complex in charge of regulating the cerebrum’s level of mental energy, or energy used exclusively for activating memories.  The intellect has three departments: charactration, accelerance, and accommodance.

Charactration is what is responsible for a person’s normal level of mental energy.

Accelerance does just one thing: it raises the level of mental energy when appropriate.  Accommodance is its opposite, for the one thing it does is lower the level of mental energy. That doesn’t sound like much, but I consider it a much more most important component of human intelligence than accelerance, although the latter is mainly what IQ tests measure.

The intellect is not the only thing producing human intelligence.  Sharing that responsibility is its sibling, which I call the periphrelect.  Frankly, the name I’ve given it (which is an awkward combination of “periphery” and “intellect”), embarrasses me, so I’d like to get it out of the way as soon as possible.  I will just say, then, that it does with the data the senses transmit to the brain from the environment what the intellect does with memories: that is, it regulates the level of perceptual energy when appropriate.

Ergo, the i/o ratio is simply a matter of the intellect versus the periphrelect.  The latter, however, does not seem to me to have much to do with the ratio.  It increases the outer component of it at times, but generally only during gross emergencies, like a person’s discovering his house is on fire and running, or being attacked by a dog.  Disruptive but not long-lasting.  A person’s suddenly coming on some wondrous scene of grandeur, or hearing particularly appealing music of  might have a similar effect–although in such cases the intellect may also be involved.  In any case, it is only the intellect with which I’ll be concerned on these pages.  However much the periphrelect may be involved, the intellect’s faulty functioning is without question at the heart of conspiranoia.

The role of charactration is simple: the higher the level of mental energy it subjects the brain to, the stronger memories will be, and the higher the i/o ratio.  If it were not for accommodance, that would be the end of it, but accommodance which, it is to be recalled, can lower the level of mental energy–so much as to convert inner-directedness to other-directedness in healthy persons.  But not in conspiranoids, or those destined to become conspiranoids.  In other words, it is an intellect that combines gnerally strong charactration with weak accommodance that is the basis of conspiranoia (and similar afflictions).

Accelerance, which I consider the IQ factor, and which I look down on, honesty compels me to say, because my own IQ, although “above average,” is not world-shakingly high, does not greatly figure in my account.  As should be evident, its ability to raise mental energy should only aggravate inner-directedness.  Because, as we shall see, lack of significant help from accommodance will limit an inner-directed person’s effectiveness at finding answers to problems, strong accelerance will hinder him further by rushing him into acting on bad answers–that will lead rapidly to worse answers.

At this point, I think we have enough of a general idea of how conspiranoia comes about.  It is thus to work up a preliminary approximation of what a typical conspiranoid is like.

to be continued

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Column039 — July/August 1999 « POETICKS

Column039 — July/August 1999



The Latest Otherstream Anthology



Small Press Review,
Volume 31, Numbers 7/8, July/August 1999




Loose Watch: A Lost And Found Times Anthology,
edited by John M. Bennett, Paul Holman and Bridget Penney.
205 pp.; 1999; Pa; Invisible Books, B.M. Invisible,
London WC1N 3XX United Kingdom. $20, ppd.

Comprepoetica, Sitemaster: Bob Grumman.
Comprepoetica

 


 

 

Imagine my chagrin when I found the name of C. Mulrooney, my arch-enemy, in the index of this jenoo-inely profeshun’ly selected and produced collection of material–mostly poetry, some of it visual, but also collages, drawings, cartoons, textual illumages and comic essays–from the first 39 issues of Lost & Found Times (August 1975 to November 1997). I was listed in the index, too, though, so I forgave the editors. A lot of other names were there: around 170, from Al Ackerman to Christina Zawadiwsky.

If more than two or three of these have had anything in an anthology published by a commercial or university press, I’d be amazed. If more than two or three of these didn’t better deserve to have had something in an anthology published by a commercial or university press than ninety percent of those who have had something in one, I’d be amazed. If more than two or three of these ever has anything in an anthology published by a commercial or university press (before the year 2020, that is), I’ll be amazed.

The stars of the anthology are John M. Bennett, and Ackerman (both under more than one name–unless my zeit-fungus informant from Pluto has deceived me yet again), Bennett with something like fifty pieces, and Ackerman with about a third as many, but making up for it with two- and three-page installments of his “Ack’s Wacks” essays. This is as it should be as Bennett co- founded Lost & Found Times (with the painter Doug Landies, who suddenly, prematurely died of a heart attack when the magazine was only a few years old), and has always been the main contributor to it, and Ackerman has, from nearly the beginning, been its humorist-in-residence. Both, moreover, are leading figures in our literature.

Among the other contributors, a small, deservingly top-drawer clump including Jim Leftwich, Sheila E. Murphy, Jake Berry, S. Gustav Hagglund and Susan Smith Nash are represented by five or more pieces; a larger scatter by two-to-four; and the rest (around a hundred) by one apiece.

Loose Watch begins with a reproduction of the first issue of Lost and Found Times, which, according to Bennett, “was a conceptual stunt dreamed up (by him and Landies): a sheet of fake lost and found notices to be slipped under the windshield wipers of cars in the parking lot of Graceland Shopping Center,” which was near Bennett’s home. It was also distributed postally as mail art. Characteristic of the notices in it are the following: “LOST: I lost my prized goat bladder dress gloves at the Spring Nurses’ Dance. If you took them by mistake please return them. No questions asked. 321-1703″ and “FOUND: Unmarked carton filled with catheads. Claim immediately! 999-3267.”

The rest of the anthology is arranged chronologically. Hence, it informatively documents the evolution of the otherstream over the last third of this century. It does this most valuably, I think, in the case of Bennett. For example, it allows us to compare the last stanza of an early three-stanza Bennett poem:

In the basement he filled a box with cockroach poison
thought his hair was growing stiff and
saw a light spiraling on the furnace;
he grabbed his tools, fell on the stairs
I’ll have to change my plans he thought
the hammer speeding toward his face

with a complete poem from twenty years or so later:

TEXT

Fort rain, night of howling, rumble in the
typewriter (written streets or spades, you’re
biting bricks the mayor foams, his tassels (I
and hose (regain the entry exit (kind of growling
(light moths mothered ceiling egg invades the
flowered spore of thoughtless, sheets licks
beltless roams, asking clothes for chicken
basket, you (bolus sound retained you (choke

TRAVEL

Note the carry across the years of visceral concern, especially with physical pain (being hit with a hammer, biting bricks); and “wrong” line-breaks from the slightly wrong one at “and” to the very wrong break at “the.” A lexicon of relatively commonplace words persists. A different sanity from most people’s is obvious in both samples, too, and in practically all of Bennett’s work–a sanity based in dream-logic (a dream-logic explicitly in a previous stanza of the poem the first sample is from, which starts, “Later he dreamed a toaster, electric green/ smoke towering out of it, he was/ walking behind the shopping center . . .” Bennett’s poems, I might add, are rarely far from shopping centers, hoses, sheets . . .

On the other hand, an advance toward what I’d call higher poetry is evident: more is happening more concentratedly in the later sample, and Bennett’s text has moved from colorful imagery to colorful metaphors; most craft-extendingly, the lazy punctuation (no periods) of the early sample has been replaced in the later by sophisticatedly expressive use of odd punctuation–note, for instance, the series of initial parenthesis-marks “TEXT” explores its caverns through down to “choke,” the single word of which the rest of the poem, apparently, is but levels of elaboration . . .

But enough of Bennett–except to say that over the past few months I’ve made all my contributions to Silent But Deadly available at my website, Comprepoetica, and they include several analyses of Bennett poems that may be of interest to Bennett scholars, as well as analyses of at least two poems by others that are in Loose Watch.

Among the other often-terrific poems in the latter is one by Geoffrey Cook that stopped me in my tracks. It consists of the dark horizontals of a bar code an inch above the faintly-typed words, “Two Toy Trucks,” with another bar code an inch-and-a-half below that. Why its effect on me? Something about the just- barely commercially-appropriate type used for “Two Toy Trucks” all by itself between the long, super-impersonal, super- efficient, modern market-centeredness of the bar codes spun me into the escapeful wonder of toy trucks almost become dream-real.

Above the Cook poem is a great poem by John Byrum that begins, “no a rotate, smudge-pot lotion athwart sunset, scaffolding mannered” that I would explicate in nothing flat if I hadn’t come to the end of my space.

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2 Responses to “Column039 — July/August 1999”

  1. Hi Bob, remember reading this review of ‘Loose Watch’ when it came out and was pleased to find it again. We have just relaunched and expanded the Invisible Books website and, for the first time, have an archive section. We would love to post a link to this piece or even add it to our archive. Please let us know if either of these proposals strike you as a good idea.
    very best wishes,
    Bridget Penney

  2. Bob Grumman says:

    Great to hear of your archive, Bridget. As for my column, feel
    free to put it in your archive and provide a link to it.

    all best, Bob

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Internet Homes of Poems by Bob Grumman

Tip of the Knife, Issue 3 4 mathematical poems

The Otherstream Unlimited Blog, 6 March 2011 6 mathematical poems

http://www.thing.net/~grist/l&d/grumman/lgrumn-1.htm 7 mathemaku

http://www.spidertangle.net/the_book/grumman.html

http://www.madhattersreview.com/issue10/vispo_grumman.shtml 2 Mathemaku

http://www.concentric.net/~lndb/kal21/k21-bg.htm ”Homage to Shakespeare,” a visual poem

http://www.eratiopostmodernpoetry.com/bob_grumman3.html ”An Eidographic Study”–a textual visimage

http://spidertangle.net/durban_segnini/grumman.html 4 mathemaku

http://www.spidertangle.net/the_book/grumman.html ”Mathemaku for Robert Lax”

http://www.fieralingue.it/modules.php?name=Content&pa=list_pages_categories&cid=162 links to 9 poems demonstrating close to the full variety of the kinds I compose

http://www.williamjamesaustin.com/ForBillKeith2.html ”Mathemaku in Memory of Bill Keith”

 

 

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I expect soon to put some stuff about me here.  I may make it a storage area for all the bios of myself I’ve made over the years.  To make a start, I’ll merely say that I’m an Aged Codger (closing in on 69 as I write this) who began a secondary (and unprolific) career as a Serious Poet at the age of eighteen mostly emulating Keats.  My first publication came in 1966 when I had a collection of visual haiku inspired by E. E. Cummings and the Peter Pauper series of Japanese haiku in English printed.  poemns. I actually sold forty or fifty copies.  It was over five years later that I got any poetry published again–conventional haiku by Dragonfly, a leading haiku magazine at the time, and Bonsai, a more advanced haiku magazine just starting out that only lasted two or three issues.  No other publications until I was around forty and began getting visual poems and critical essays published–both first in Score, as I recall.  My first important vispo contact was Karl Kempton, but I soon was corresponding with numerous others, in particular, Crag Hill of Score. I met a number of these people at one of mIEKAL aND’s Swampfests, mIEKAL then as now being a Key Illuminary in Our Field.

By this time, I had begun The Runaway Spoon Press, publishing just about all kinds of poetry but specializing in visual poetry.  1987.  22 years later the press close to comatose, and has been for probably ten years or more.

I was close to fifty when John Martone published my first little collection of mathemaku although I’d composed two mathematical poems twenty or so years before that.

My career as an extremely uncertified theoretical psychologist began the year after poemns when–inspired by an article in the New York Times Magazine, of all things, I sketched out what I considered a complete psychology.  I’ve since adding a great deal to it, but only two or three central Main Ideas to the four to six I started with.  I’ve published excerpts of my theory on the Internet, and published three or four chapters of it in the two editions of Shakespeare and the Rigidniks I self-published a few years ago.  Just about no one has taken it seriously.

At various stages of my life, I concentrated on plays–very conventional ones, except for the ideas expressed by some of their characters.  I now have ten or so full-length plays done and a handful of one-acts.  I only consider four or five finished, though.  I think I would most like to have succeeded as a playwright.  Indeed, I pushed my poetry more to get a name I thought I could use to get people interested in my plays than anything else.  No such luck.

I have ideas for a bunch of books, and a 200,000-word sci-fi novel that’s half final draft, half final-revision-in-progress.  Discouragement over the way my writing career has gone, and over the uselessness of publishing this has prevented me from going on with the revision.

I should say that I’ve lived all my life under the “poverty line” and am now a Welfare Recipient in serious credit card debt but owning a fully-paid-for albeit decrepit house in Port Charlotte, Florida, a little south of Sarasota and north of Fort Myers on the west coast.

I have a cat named Shirley.

There.  Much more aboutness than I thought I’d write.

(Gad, according to my spell-checker, I did the above errorlessly!  Something is seriously wrong.)

4 Responses to “About”

  1. Robert Delling says:

    This all sounds like a personal war for you where you see anti-Stratfordians as the enemy and you as the Defender of the Faith. I wonder what it is about Shakspere of Stratford that you identify with. Is it his humble origins and his (alleged) rise to genius? Perhaps this is what you aspire to as well. It’s your own dream that you are defending. It’s difficult to fairly weigh evidence once one is personally involved, that is, if one has a stake in the result of the investigation.

  2. Bob Grumman says:

    Hi, Robert.

    I’m relatively new to blogging at this site so wasn’t aware of the two or three dozen comments it has drawn in the six months or so that I’ve had it, yours among them. According to where I’m reading your post, you were responding to something of mine in the “About” section of my blog–probably my response to Diana Price’s book. Anyway, I do see myself somewhat as the defender of the “faith” that Shakespeare was Shakespeare. Emotionally, I do strongly identify with his relatively humble background. Mainly, I identify with his having managed to become a great writer without a great deal of formal education. Self-reliance is an important ideal for me. He was also like me in coming from the middle class and in having been born outside a major city–and in having a bald head!

    However, all that’s irrelevant. I’d love to find that Oscar Wilde did not write The Importance of Being Earnest because I’m not homosexual, or that Einstein’s theory is poppycock, because I’m not Jewish. Nonetheless, I go with the facts. The facts in the Shakespeare authorship controversy are entirely on the side of my Will. So much so that my real major interest in the question is in determining why apparently sane people believe Oxford or Marlowe or Bacon or someone else wrote the works of Shakespeare. I believe that they are psitchotics, or “psituational psychotics”–sane in most of their lives but insane when it comes to the authorship question. I have a complex neurophysiological theory to explain how their brain works and how it forces them psitchotically to refuse to accept self–reliance and imagination, neither of which they are capable of, as sufficient means to make a man a genius, so write books like Diana Price’s . . . or send Internet messages to those who are sane about Shakespeare suggesting that belief in him is a “faith” grounded on a dream the believer is defending as you have done.

    No hard feelings, though. Everyone is defending an outlook on life. Some do it with solid evidence, some with fantasy. Which is more likely right takes a while to sort out, depending as it does on a consensus of knowledgeable persons–like the one that has remained on Shakespeare’s side for the 150 years or so that
    anyone has seriously expressed doubt as to his having written the works attributed to him.

    –Bob G.

  3. Robert Delling says:

    Most of us defend with facts, it’s how the facts are interpreted that is the issue. Often people leave out facts that contradict their argument. I’m wondering which books on the authorship question you have read (I suspect only Shapiro’s “Contested Will”), in order to justify categorizing all anti-Stratforians as “psitchotics”. For example, what do you know about Bacon, his life, his aims, his connections with drama, his proximity to certain source documents for certain Shakespeare plays? If the answer is “not much” then I’m afraid your sweeping psychological diagnosis has no basis in fact. By the way, the Groatsworth IS a charge of plagiarism against Shakspere (Aesop’s crow is connected to plagiarism). Sorry. :)

  4. Bob Grumman says:

    Robert, I suggest you go to humanities.lit.authors.shakespeare. It’s a Shakespeare authorship discussion group. I often post there. I don’t want to carry on an authorship discussion about it here, but might there. As to what you say above:

    1. the facts that I interpret are things like a monument, a picture of an author in a book, countless names of an author on title-pages, documents written by eye-witnesses–that sort of thing. Your side mainly interprets these facts as forgeries, willful frauds, mistakes, irony, etc. The other “facts” your side comes up with do nothing explicitly to establish anyone other than Shakespeare as the author of the works attributed to Shakespeare. That Bacon may have read some work believed to be a source of some Shakespearean play is meaningless, for example. Too many other writers could have read it, or heard enough about it to use it; other it may not be a necessary source. It does not objectively explicitly establish Bacon as the author of any Shakespeare play. On the other hand, the fact that the First Folio states explicitly that the author of the works the book contains was dead at a time when Bacon was still alive objectively, explicitly establishes (although it does not prove) that Bacon did not write those works.

    2. If you really wondered what books I’ve read about the authorship question, you ought to have done a little research. Indeed, if you only know about me because you stumbled on this blog, you prove that you yourself must not know much about the subject. I’ve published a book on the authorship question and been active on the Internet for twenty years or so debating it. I was even a member of an Oxfordian society for five or ten years debating Oxfordians. I haven’t read all the books on the subject, but many of them–more I suspect than you have. But guess what: it doesn’t matter what books I’ve read; what matters are my arguments. Shakespeare and the Rigidniks is the name of my book. I believe it’s available on the Internet. That’s where you’ll find my arguments.

    3. I don’t classify all anti-Stratfordians as psitchotics, only those who have actually studied the issue and thus can not be excused as simply ignorant. I give the reasons for my classification in my book.

    4. Many scholars argue that Greene’s Groatsworth accuses the upstart Crow of plagiary. However, there are sound arguments against that. The use of the term, “Crow,” is far from conclusive as evidence that Greene considered the Crow a plagiarist since it was standard to call all actors crows–because they made a living from the use of others’ feathers, not because they were plagiarists. Finally, it is near-certain that the Crow was not merely being accused of plagiarism. Read my essay on Greenes Groatsworth for more details. It’s here at my blog.

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Learn to Write Poetry: Creative Writing Lessons

Most people think that poetry is a genius piece of work that only the most intelligent and talented people can undertake. This is however very wrong. Poetry is an open practice that anyone can engage in. There’s no doubt that the talented people will always come up with great poems quickly but this doesn’t mean that ordinary citizens can’t come up with poems just as good. If you are interested and committed to learning poetry then with practice you can also become a master in this form of art. There are several things that as a poet you will need to learn to get good in your work.

1. Accurately identify your goal

The success towards anything first begins with identifying what exactly it is that you want. Are you trying to express a feeling? Do you want to describe a place? Perhaps you want your poem to describe a particular event? Once you have identified your goal, you can then take a look at all the elements surrounding that aim. From these elements, you can now begin writing your poem without going off topic.

2. Look beyond the ordinary

Ordinary people will see things directly as they are. In poetry, you can’t afford to do this. You need to look in more deeply. Make more critical interpretations of what many other people would see as ordinary. A pen, for instance, in most people’s eyes is just a pen. But as a poet, you can start describing how a simple thing as a pen can determine people’s fate. How a tiny pen finally put down a country’s future through signed agreements. How a pen wrote down the original constitution that went on to govern millions of people.

3. Avoid using clichés

In poetry, you need to avoid using tired simile and metaphors as much as possible. Busy as a bee, for example, should never come anywhere near your pieces. If you want to become a poet and standout, then you need to create new ways of describing things and events. You can take these metaphors, try and understand what they mean and then create new forms of description from other activities that most people overlook.

4. Use images in your poem

Using of images in your poem doesn’t mean that you include images. It means that you have to come with words and descriptions that spur your reader’s imaginations into creating objects/pictures in their minds. A poem is supposed to stimulate all six senses. Creating these object makes your poems even more vivid and enjoyable. This can be achieved through accurate and careful usage of simile and metaphors.

5. Embrace usage of concrete words

As a poet, you should always aim to use more real words and fewer abstracts when writing your poems. This is simply because with concrete words most people can relate and understand what you are talking about. It will also create less conflict in interpretation as compared to when one uses abstract words. Instead of using words such as love and happy, which can be interpreted differently, you can think of events or things that would express the same meaning. Concrete words help in triggering reader’s minds extending their imaginations.

6. Rhyme cautiously

Rhyming in poetry can sometimes become a challenging task. When trying to come up with meter and rhymes, you should always take extreme caution not to ruin your poem’s quality. You should also avoid using basic verses and ones that will make your poem sound like a sing-song.

You can incorporate poetry in any aspects of your daily activities. In business, poetry is used to provide desired images to the audience. Check out how to get skinny legs howtogetskinnylegs.org to see how it is done. With practice after a few pieces, you will start noticing that you are becoming better and better in this art. Always follow the above tips and try to revise your poems all the time while making improvements. After some time you will be producing incredible pieces that even you didn’t think are capable of.