Dorothy Porter’s Bee Hut

Dorothy Porter, The Bee Hut (Black Inc 2009)

1863954465 I found it hard when reading this book to separate the poetry out from the circumstances in which it was written, but I don’t think that’s necessarily a bad thing. The doctrine that the author’s biography is irrelevant to an understanding of her work may be useful in the classroom but not so much anywhere else.

Most of the poems collected here were written when Dorothy Porter was dealing with cancer – diagnosis, surgery, chemotherapy, remission, recurrence and the expectation of imminent death. The poetry is permeated by a sense of mortality and – as with the last poems of Dorothy Hewett and any number of other poets – the knowledge of the real-life situation adds tremendous poignancy for the reader.

Some of the poems address the cancer story directly – as in ‘The Ninth Hour’ (‘it’s your shriveling / flesh / that has the whip hand’), or ‘Not the Same’ (‘When you climb / out a black well / you are not the same’), or ‘View from 437’, written days before her death (‘Something in me / despite everything / can’t believe my luck’). Others, possibly most of the poems in the book, might otherwise seem elegant meditations or slender lyrics, but in this context read as heroic moments of facing reality. I particularly like ‘Numbers’, otherwise a slight, self-derogatory reflection, for the way it is transformed by knowledge of the circumstances of its creation:

I get magic
sometimes I get more
than I bargain for

but I don’t get
numbers.

Numbers do worse
than humiliate
or elude me

they don’t add up.

I am no algebra tart
ravished
by the meretricious music
of the spheres.

My eyes and nose
never streamed
with incontinent ecstasy
through geometry classes
as my disastrous triangles
collapsed in a cacophony
around me.

Perhaps it’s a failing
to grasp
or even want
the utterly perfect number
burning through my retina
like the utterly perfect morning.

Instead I peer
with nauseating vertigo
into the deep dark pitch
of numbers
like an exhausted mammoth
dangerously tottering
on the edge
of a bottomless mystery.

I may be playing a version of that game where you add ‘in bed’ to the quotes on a desk calendar, and almost without exception the quotes still make sense, usually quite a different sense from the original. But is it too far-fetched to read ‘Numbers’ as responding obliquely to all the calculation of percentages and probabilities that accompanies cancer diagnosis and treatment? Or is it just that, as I’m sure someone has said, all true art deals with mortality?

This isn’t a gloomy or single-minded book. There are traveller’s tales, some of them recalling moments from the poet’s variously brash, optimistic and judgmental youth; love poems; lyrics commissioned for performance; responses to other poets, including Byron, Blake, Bruce Beaver, Baudelaire, some that don’t start with B, and a possibly ironic lament for not having read enough Rimbaud (or more accurately not having read Rimbaud enough); and more.

My previous acquaintance with Dorothy Porter’s work has been through the forgettable movie made from her verse novel The Monkey’s Paw, and her verse novel What a Piece of Work, which I hated for its vilely misogynistic Francis Webb figure. I’m glad I decided to have another go at reading her work.

awwbadge_2014The Bee Hut is the second book I’ve read as part of the 2014 Australian Women Writers Challenge. (Evidently I was one of the two most prolific reviewers of poetry for last year’s challenge. I confess to feeling like a fraud, since a number of the poetry books I reviewed had fewer than 20 pages.)

5 responses to “Dorothy Porter’s Bee Hut

  1. What a beautifully sensitive reading of The Bee Hut.

    I cheered when I read your thoughtful aside dismissing the old furphy that the author/writer’s biography is irrelevant. Maybe for some closed-off self-contained and obsessively private individuals – it fits with their world-view – but I think for most of us it is the understanding of the back story which connects us in to the writing – even when that writing might be science fiction or economic analysis. But in this particular focus, Jonathan, you read with compassionate understanding – and I am relating to it on all those other levels of friends/family who have passed away from related tragic illness/disease. Not the sudden accident which took my father – a poet/songwriter – though only 24 when as a passenger in a car he was killed. But the lingering death which comes after diagnosis/medical intervention. There is no doubt you have figured out the connection of “Numbers” to her own situation – probabilities and other forecasts!

    And, Jonathan – you are no fraud in your reading of female writers of poetry – books brief or not – all those names to which you alert your readers – some known/known of – or not – is stunning!

  2. Thank again for your kind words, Jim. I do think there are kinds of reading where the biography is irrelevant, and making a straightforward equation of the poet with the speaker in a poem is a trap, but the rigorous exclusion of biography that happened in my university days (even before the was auteur officially pronounced dead by the French) actually impoverished our understanding of the poetry, I now think.

  3. But 20 pages of poetry can be intense, demanding reading. Do NOT feel a fraud Jonathan, and do keep it up!. Like Jim I like your comment that “The doctrine that the author’s biography is irrelevant to an understanding of her work may be useful in the classroom but not so much anywhere else.” I think you shouldn’t have to know their biography but I see nothing irrelevant about knowing and applying what you know to your reading.

    Glad to see you reviewing this Jonathan … I reviewed it a couple of years ago. It was my introduction to Porter, having never read her verse novels. I loved that last line of the book.

  4. I have been reading your blog for a while and I enjoy your insights into Australian poetry. I was wondering if you would be interested in reviewing a verse novel by Maree Dawes?

    For more information about her book check out these links:
    http://shortaustralianstories.com.au/spineless-wonders-asks-maree-dawes/
    http://mareedawes.com/
    https://www.facebook.com/pages/BRB-Be-Right-Back-by-Maree-Dawes/554319844637159

    If you are interested in reviewing Maree’s book please let me know and I will arrange for her publisher to send you a reviewers copy.

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