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Alaska
has been called the great unknown. Yet for Washington native David
Mason, Alaska is no more exotic than an upstairs furnace.
Following a year at Colorado College
in Colorado Springs, Colo., Mason pitched the idea of working in
Alaska to the Merchant Marine Academy. Before long, the aspiring
writer found himself unloading shrimp and crab boats in Alaskas
Dutch Harbor.
The contract stipulated that
if you could survive six months of the most menial labor, in one
of the worlds bleakest landscapes, they would pay your airfare
up and back, Mason said. If, like 90 percent of the
people who went, you had the good sense to hate it and leave before
that time, you had to pay your own way. I made it seven months,
which says a lot about my blockheadedness.
Mason explains the experience as having
its ups and downs. On one hand, Mason walked away from Alaska with
a novel, which earned him his first money as a writer and a screenplay
contract from a film company. On the other hand, Mason said the
experience helped him figure out who he really was and contributed
to the ruin of his first marriage.
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Mason,
now a professor at Colorado College, is the author of several
collections of poetry, including, The Country I Remember
and The Buried Houses. The poet and educator has
also written a collection of essays on poetry entitled, The
Poetry of Life and the Life of Poetry, co-edited the
anthology, Rebel Angels: 25 Poets of the New Formalism,
and co-edited the fourth edition of the classic poetry textbook,
Western Wind.
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On
April 4, 2002, Mason returned to Minnesota State University Moorhead,
where he taught from 1989-1998. Mason gave an address titled, Dakota
is Everywhere: Travel and Poetry, as the 2002 distinguished
Glasrud Lecture. The annual event is named after former English
professor Soc Glasrud.
Later that evening, Mason read his award-winning
poetry to a room full of people. Staring into an audience of nearly
a hundred people, many of whom are friends and former colleagues,
Mason spoke softly as he explained that the poems he will recite
are extremely hard for him to read.
One poem, Letter to No Address,
explains Masons feeling towards the death of his brother,
who died while climbing Mount Shuksan in Washington. Another poem,
Swimmers on the Shore, is a poem about Masons
father and the island cabin that was never completed. Following
a poem about a therapy session after his first divorce, Mason said
the reading wouldnt be complete without a poem for each
of my wives.
Combined with poems about his family
and wives, the reading also included subjects about location and
homeland, many of which take us back to Masons childhood in
Washington.
Mason was born Dec. 11, 1954, in Bellingham,
Wash. His father was a pediatrician, and his mother was a psychology
professor at a local college. Mason grew up reading Lewis Carroll,
T.S. Eliot, and W.H. Auden and considers himself fortunate to grow
up in a house with books.
I remember my father and mother
reading aloud to me, and I remember that the family had recordings
of Shakespeare and classical literature that I heard on a few occasions,
Mason said. [I had] a mother who was deeply interested in
education and a father who had risen like Gatsby out of his working
class roots and was interested in books as well.
In college, William Butler Yeats,
Ernest Hemingway and John Steinbeck influenced Mason. As a writer
of contemporary poetry, poets like Richard Wilbur, Anthony Hecht,
Sam Gwynn and Fargo-Moorheads own poets, Tim Murphy and Tom
McGrath, also influenced Mason. The Glasrud Lecture title, Dakota
is Everywhere: Travel and Poetry, honors McGrath and Murphy
for their poetry about the area.
The title of the lecture came from
a McGrath poem titled, Letter to an Imaginary Friend.
Mason focused on the importance of location by quoting lines from
Letter to an Imaginary Friend:
North
Dakota
is everywhere.
This
town where Theseus sleeps on his hill
Dead like Crazy Horse.
This poverty.
This
dialectic of money
Dakota is everywhere.
A condition.
And
I am only a device of memory
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McGrath
was a maverick in American poetry, and I have always liked mavericks
of various kinds, Mason said. Some people cant
see beyond his politics. Some hate his formalism. Some hate his
free verse. Some, no doubt, find him crude and unmannerly. I think
hes one of those rare, great, Rabelaisian spirits. I hope
the country gets around to recognizing him.
In 1980, Mason and his first wife,
Jonna Heinrich, moved to a small Greek village. The experience helped
influence a book of memoirs, which he is currently working on, and
allowed Mason to meet some of his now lifelong friends. The couple
lived in Greece for 13 months before returning to the United States.
In 1997, Mason returned to Greece after receiving a Fulbright Fellowship.
It was a formative experience
for me, Mason said. It was a year of loafing, mostly
learning some Greek, reading and writing to my hearts content,
making friends with remarkable people like Paddy Leigh Fermor and
others in the village. I had thought Greece was lost to me after
my divorce, that it would be too painful to go back, but it was
really quite wonderful, and I knew then that I could write more
about the experience, which Im still doing.
Masons poetry and essays earn
him critical acclaim. His collection of poetry, The Country
I Remember, won the Poetry Society of Americas Alice
Fay Di Castagnola Award. Actors also performed the title poem about
the Civil War as a two-person play.
The Buried Houses, another
collection of poetry by Mason, was awarded the Nicholas Roerich
Poetry Prize. Masons essays, reviews, stories, poems and translations
appear in such publications as The Hudson Review, Grand Street,
Poetry, The Southern Review and The New Criterion.
Davids poetry is formally
splendid but also passionately vivid, said Alan Davis, MSUM
English professor. His poetry ranks among the best stuff written
in America today.
Davis, who worked closely with Mason
at MSUM, is quick to point out the contributions Mason made to MSUM
and the Fargo-Moorhead community. Also a poet and writer, Davis
says Mason made a considerable impact.
He worked individually with
young writers and with his peers, Davis said. In the
community, he was a formidable presence, whether reading his own
work, attending the readings of others or commenting about his latest
discovery.
Karen M. Stensrud, owner of Words
That Work, a marketing communication agency she operates out of
her home, echoed Daviss comments about Mason. The former graduate
teaching assistant at MSUM was assigned Mason as an advisor when
she first came to MSUM.
Stensrud often looked to Mason for
guidance on papers, poetry and other projects. Often kind to comment,
Mason helped out whenever he could and was always passionate about
language and literature, Stensrud said.
He really was a mentor to me,
Stensrud said. He was encouraging of the work I was working
on. He always treated me very much as a colleague right from the
start. He was very supportive but never in a condescending way.
During her time at MSUM, Stensrud
included Masons poetry in her class curriculum. Mason later
attended the class, where he read from his poetry and explained
the meanings behind his writing. Stensrud also adopted one of Masons
assignments by making her students memorize 100 lines of poetry.
In 1998, Mason accepted a job at his
alma mater, Colorado College. Since his departure, Mason has been
missed by colleagues and friends alike. When introducing Mason during
a reading at MSUM, Davis called Mason a rat for leaving
MSUM. Jokingly, the poet accepted the comment as a compliment.
The long winters in Moorhead
were making me soft, and I had reached a point where I needed not
only a new job with less paper grading but a return to a place where
I had some roots, Mason said. Id been away from
the West for twenty years, as long as Odysseus was away from Ithaca,
and it was time to go home.
With adventures that stretch from
North Dakota to New Zealand and Alaska to Greece and personal struggles
with family and matrimony, Mason is modern mans version of
Odysseus. Yet, the poet and journeyman keeps his spirit alive with
poetry and teaching it to others.
Teaching poetry can often require
extensive knowledge about past and present ideas, poetic forms and
literary movements. Mason combines all this with the general philosophy
that poetry plays a part in everyones daily life.
In his criticism, Mason stresses the
importance of poetry among everyday activities. Much of his teaching
methods involve telling students to memorize and read poems, not
because its morally uplifting, but because its
good to liberate yourself from books now and then.
In his collection of essays, The
Poetry of Life and the Life of Poetry, Mason writes: We
may feel isolated from God, from any meaning we have desired, but
the language of poetry cant help being a kind of ceremony.
It insists, sometimes against all reason, that we are not alone,
that our most intimate and noble, trivial or terrible natures are
already understood.
Having Mason as an instructor during
her graduate studies, Stensrud commends Masons teaching because
of the passion and excitement he puts into it.
He was one of the most outstanding
teachers Ive had at any level. Hes just so passionate
about language and literature and the importance of words,
Stensrud said. Its exciting to be taught by someone
like that.
Going back to his lecture topic of
travel, Mason says that no matter where someone is, there is something
poetic in every environment imaginable.
Stressing the significance of location
and travel in poetry, Mason recalls seeing a plaque hanging in a
church he visited while in New Zealand. The plaque was dedicated
to a man who died at sea and listed the exact latitude and longitude
where the man was thrown overboard. The plaque made Mason realize
the importance people attach to cataloging throughout the world.
The chemical reaction that takes
place when a verbal sensibility reacts with any place, anywhere
in the world, largely defines the sort of poet that will emerge,
Mason said. Any place examined carefully could produce great
literature.
Even cold, desolate places like Minnesota
and Alaska.
Staff
photo by Michael Weerts
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