To celebrate National Poetry Month, Gerald So, editor of The 5-2: Crime Poetry Weekly website and The Lineup poetry chapbooks, invited me to participate in a blog tour. The challenge: to choose a favorite poem from the 5-2 website.
That proved to be a bit of a problem, because poems are like soul candy to me—jelly bellies, if you will—one day your favorite may be key lime pie and the next, sour apple or black licorice. However, I ultimately chose Jackie Sheeler's "Lt. Machine" to feature today, as it is a timely poem, tied to the still-ongoing (if sputtering) Occupy Wall Street movement.
You may recall the recent pepper-spraying incident where Police Lieutenant John Pike, dressed in riot gear, nonchalantly aimed his spray can at a group of college student protesters who were sitting down peacefully. The lieutenant and that video soon went viral and spawned a cultural phenomenom all its own, an international frenzy with dozens of websites and parodies.
What Jackie Sheeler does in her poetic take on that whole spectacle is to create a sardonic account that at the same time peers into the mind—and seeming mindlessness—of the officer's actions, "He neither smiles nor frowns / flourishes the canister / arms-length, like a cardsharp shooting his cuffs / before the deal. Winning is inevitable." And yet, there are hints of what Sheeler imagines really lies beneath the lieutenant's unprompted behavior, "If he screamed / I got your education right here you little pricks!"
I'm a sucker for "humor noir," if that can be labeled a true subgenre. In this poem, despite the underlying tinges of anger and injustice, there are also hints of humor, as in these lines, "He makes a second pass across the line / just in case. Filling in the blanks, you might say." You can argue all day about whether Lt. Pike and other police actions against the Occupy protesters are justified or not (or both, depending upon the circumstances), but I like how Sheeler's poem takes a step back, viewing this incident in words as a photographer would with a lens.
I also loved Jackie's note about the poem, "It was the memes. Yes, definitely, the memes. He pepper-sprayed the Last Supper! And the holy bush of Marilyn Monroe, her white skirt airlifted by a passing subway. Entrapment. I had no choice. Guilty as charged."
Jackie's latest collection of poems, Earthquake Came to Harlem, was a finalist for the 2011 Paterson Poetry Prize. One reviewer called it "nuanced yet aggressive, Earthquake Came to Harlem is a tour-de-force of NYC poetry." I rather like that. I think "nuanced, yet aggressive" is an apt description of "Lt. Machine."
By the way, The 5-2 is looking for more submissions to showcase each week. If you think you have a crime poem in you, you can submit up to two poems per month that are "honest, powerful reactions to what you see as crime." Any form or style is fine, and the only rule is that each poem must be 60 lines or fewer.
Here's the schedule for the rest of the 5-2 Blog Tour. But you don't have to wait — you can go and read the poems yourself, any time.