Monday, February 27, 2017

Autumn Drive


   Autumn Drive

1

What do you think

I thought

stuttering without sleep

calling out in my dream

for silence.


            2

After Thanksgiving

I can’t get past

Jacob tricking Abraham

stealing blessings

that should be free.


            3

More and more

I want to walk across

November cornfields

feeling mud

cement me to a ground.

Meek's Cutoff (2010) and Drought



Meek’s Cutoff (2010) presents water as a character, a goal, and a source of conflict. When water is abundant, the three pioneer families treat water as a necessary resource, a character in their journey across Oregon where they ford a river, gather and store water in communal barrels, wash clothes and dishes, and provide sustenance for a caged canary. When it is scarce, water transforms into an off-screen antagonist and yearned for Deus ex Machina.


The “lost” scratched into a dead tree forebodes the dry land beyond the river. It’s also a real detail drawn from women’s diaries and records of Oregon Trail journeys screenwriter Jon Raymond and Reichardt researched for the film. In the journals, the carved “Lost” message signifies “the discovery of what might have been gold at a time when the imperative was water.” And the super-distant shot of the group reinforces their connection to the landscape they traverse, with the horizon line framing them as they nearly disappear into the scrub grass. 

The three covered wagons cross in and out of on-screen space to heighten these connections, amplified by a hat blowing across the dry plain. When their wheels whine like the windmill at the opening of Once Upon a Time in the West, the cry heightens the settlers’ painful thirst. As A.O. Scott declares, the “small covered wagons look like coffins on wheels.” With this emphasis on the desert landscape as character, the film places the action off-center, showing the men talking at a distance, so we overhear only a few words or revealing a late-night conversation between Emily and Solomon only through the light of a decorative lantern.


The film reveals the consequences of drought in small ways. When women’s faces are shown in close-up, they look hot, dry, and dusty like the parched land they cross. They sip water from a communal cup while their men sit in the shade of a rocky hill. One woman quietly states, “We should have taken more at the river” and wonders how the oxen will survive, dumping extra weight out of wagons to help them. And they gaze into barrels, showing their despair as they seem to see the whorls and knots of wood at the bottom. 

Reichardt’s on-location filming amplifies these responses. As she explains in a Guardian interview, “The desert is beautiful. But it’s 110 degrees. Everything’s so unfriendly and prickly, and the fine dust gets in the vehicle wheels…. There was a struggle to get to set every day with all the animals, but it put everyone in the frame of mind to think about what conditions were actually like on the Oregon Trail.” The film is also a good way to explore the continuing conflicts over water and the land.

Monday, February 20, 2017

Walking with Dolly and Him






 He’s on the stoop, phoning me for a walk.



It’s Sunday, and I pull wind pants over tights
and a sweater too long, tucked into panties.
Sweating, I harness Dolly
and shoot down the street,
startling squirrels and grackles and the kids
who are all chalk.



We meet across from the water tower
and enter a cul-de-sac, its slow track
of sand cracking in the slanted cold. We cough
and kick rocks into gaps,
grinning like fences
 as we march.



Because it’s Sunday, early enough to
smell frost, and we’re friends
to all that’s chucked in the trash heap
our talk is rubbish: Indonesia and orangutans lost
to palm oil, pension plans and the narrowing hips
of a sick woman’s frame turning away.



An empty waste bag tumbles across
a hotel parking lot

showing us

one way to go.