An Academic Barred
A New Formalist manifesto—in verse.
Mar 31, 2014, Vol. 19, No. 28 • By JAMES MATTHEW WILSON
When Paul Lake published his controversial novel Cry Wolf: A Political Fable (2008), critics immediately recognized it as an adaptation of Animal Farm for the post-9/11 world. In Animal Farm (1945), George Orwell allegorically dissected the mendacity of Stalinism, which had hijacked a genuinely “humane” egalitarian movement to establish a hideous totalitarian order. Lake’s fable darkly satirized the abuse of human charity by the academic left, whose preening “multiculturalism” sought to dissolve Americans’ sense of patriotism, of cultural and territorial integrity, at the very moment Islamic terrorists were attacking the patria itself.
Lake’s latest book, and third collection of poems, might also be read as an adaptation of Orwell, but this time of his “Politics and the English Language” (1946). In that famous essay, Orwell established himself as a defender of humane thinking and honest speech against the abuse of language by the “smelly little orthodoxies” of postwar ideologues. So, in The Republic of Virtue, Lake’s poems skewer the academic and political consensuses of our moment.
His perception and wit are sharpened by a personal sense of affront. Since the 1980s, Lake, along with such writers as Dana Gioia, Rachel Hadas, and Timothy Steele, has been regarded as one of the chief advocates of the New Formalism—that is, of a renewal of rhyme and meter in poetry as a good and humanizing enterprise. Those who abuse language or drain it of meaning make any plea for the craft of poetry frustratingly difficult.
Lake’s “Epilogue to ‘The Emperor’s New Clothes’ ” establishes the abiding theme. He tells us of the later careers of the two men in the old fable who duped king and kingdom into believing that only a fool could not see their splendid woven cloth. Lake uses the first tailor as a stick to beat our politicians for having reduced language, which should be the medium of truth, to a means of manipulation:
The second, we learn, has joined the academy, and now threads the minds of undergraduates with the belief that words have neither definite meaning nor beauty:
Far from serving as a radical, “outsider’s” critique of political power, the modern academy’s obsession with diversity, cultural relativism, and theory has rendered two generations of students intellectually impotent and aesthetically numb. When the power of beauty is dismissed as ideology, truth comes into contempt as well.
Lake has other targets, some painfully familiar, such as the forces of political correctness, who demonstrate that “intolerance cannot be tolerated”; those infected with a reductive utilitarianism, who believe that “pensions are sin’s only wage”; and we hapless slaves of the Internet, who confess, “We long for e-mail like an answered prayer.” All are dispatched with villanelles and suave rhymed stanzas that testify to the transformative power of wit to render the ridiculous sometimes beautiful, sometimes just funny.
In “Revised Standard Version,” Lake reimagines Jesus greeting the Samaritan woman at the well. When the Lord offers her the water of life and prophesies for her, showing that he knows she has been married five times, the woman replies,
As he turns to go, she breaks into barbs scripted by Planned Parenthood: Yeah, keep your phony doctrines off my body!