Ina Coolbrith believed in poetry, in California, and
in you.
Poetry was seared into Ina's soul
when at age eleven she read Lord Byron and Shakespeare under open skies on her
way to California by prairie schooner. She began to publish her own poems by
the age of fifteen, and within a few decades had become a respected contributor
to the Overland Monthly and other
literary magazines. Even though she worked full-time as a librarian (which
meant 70-hour workweeks), she managed to publish two collections of poetry and
to command a dominant poetic presence in the West.
When California crowned Ina its
first poet laureate during the 1915 Panama-Pacific International Exposition,
the gesture made her America's first state laureate. In her acceptance speech
Ina told the standing-room crowd that for her poetry was "the supremest of
the arts," a "divine gift," and a "labor of love."
"Poems are children," she
later said. "They are things. There is something supernatural about
poetry. You cannot define it any more than you can define love."
While many poets turn to love for
their muse, Ina turned to California. She explained why in an introduction she wrote for a special folio
printing of "California," a
commencement ode that she had written for the University of California graduating class of
1871. The 1918 folio printing was the seventh book printed by The Book Club of California. In it she wrote:
"For California is a poem! The land of romance,
of mystery, of worship, of beauty and of song. It chants from her snow-crested,
cloud-bannered mountain ranges; it hymns thro' her forests of sky-reaching pine
and sequoia; it ripples in her flowered and fruited valleys; it thunders from
her fountains pouring, as it were, from the very waters above the firmament; it
anthems from the deeps of the mightiest ocean of the world; and echoes ever in
the syllables of her own strangely beautiful name—California."
She believed in California, and
foresaw it would produce exceptional writers. A California-born writer had yet
to achieve greatness, she said at end of the 19th century, noting that writers known for their California
writing, including herself, had been born elsewhere.
“What would I not give to cast a
look hitherward a century, nay, half a century hence and read the record of
accomplishment along the lines of art, music, drama and letters,” she said.
Ina would have been pleased to know that Dana Gioia, California’s current poet laureate, was born here, and has visited and read poetry in every county of California during his term.
Ina encouraged many writers
including Jack London, Isadora Duncan, Mary Austin, and George Sterling. I
believe she would have encouraged you, too. She had a premonition that you
would arrive—by birth or by car—and write about California.
Ina honored the past, lived in the
present, and gathered sparks from the future, dogmas that are still held today
by the Ina Coolbrith Circle, founded by their namesake in 1919.
She was proud to be one of the West's pioneer writers,
and benefited by the inspiration that comes from living on the edge of a frontier.
"A new country is virile, and like youth, is adventurous and unafraid. It
makes for originality. It is radical… Always there is a golden fleece to be
found in a new land."
A landscape and a place can also be
made new by cultural shifts. Today, California is new again. We don't live in
Ina's California, and we don't live in the same California we were born in. The
world is changing—ever changing—and in each metamorphic state it is virile
again.
Be adventurous, unafraid, and radical. Ina would have loved that.
This essay originally appeared in The Gathering 13, the Ina Coolbrith Circle 2015-16 poetry anthology.
I will be speaking about Ina Coolbrith and San Francisco, her city of love and desire, at The Book Club of California on Monday, January 22, 2018.
This essay originally appeared in The Gathering 13, the Ina Coolbrith Circle 2015-16 poetry anthology.
I will be speaking about Ina Coolbrith and San Francisco, her city of love and desire, at The Book Club of California on Monday, January 22, 2018.
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