Authors: Mary Karr
Lit (34 page)
He must look like hell. He’s been dead two decades.
If Daddy lived his final years in a haze, Mother’s hazel eyes—when they were open those last days—stared at you sharp as a pair of ice picks.
Who’s the president? the doctor said, to determine if she was cogent enough to say no to life support.
Bill Clinton, she said.
Who was the president before Clinton?
That asshole George Bush, she said, and before him, that asshole Ronald Reagan.
She opened her eyes once to find Lecia powdering her nose while I caked on another load of mascara. What are y’all getting fixed up for? she said.
The handsome cardio dude’s coming to examine you, I said.
Oh my God, she said, pooching her lips out—Put my lipstick on.
Ten years, she’s dead, and I still find myself some mornings reaching for the phone to call her. She could no more be gone than gravity or the moon.
Sometimes when I walk the New York streets, I find in the occasional pedestrian’s face my long-dead parents. An Indian garment worker in overalls ferries a bin of Chinese silk—the bright rolls at different heights like pipes in some candy-colored organ. Beneath his baseball cap, his eyes glance off mine, and it’s Daddy for an instant. Or gliding off a shopwindow, I see Mother’s winged cheekbones and marble complexion that halt me in my tracks. But it’s only my face impersonating hers, and if ever I miss her broad, sharecropper’s hands, I have only to look at my own, growing from the ends of my own arms, which are replicas of hers. Good days, I see myself in others, and I know—in my bone marrow—nothing we truly love is ever lost, no matter what form it assumes. There are days when through fear and egoism I shake my fist at the sky, afterward feeling silly and worn out as a toddler post–temper tantrum.
Every now and then we enter the presence of the numinous and deduce for an instant how we’re formed, in what detail the force that infuses every petal might specifically run through us, wishing only to lure us into our full potential. Usually, the closest we get is
when we love, or when some beloved beams back, which can galvanize you like steel and make resilient what had heretofore only been soft flesh. (Dev, you gave me that.) It can start you singing as the lion pads over to you, its jaws hinging open, its hot breath on you. Even unto death.
Mary Karr 2009 Pax Christi
From conception to forward, Courtney Hodell practiced her extraordinary midwifery, birthing this book from my obstreperous psyche. Without her and Jennifer Barth of HarperCollins and my agent, Amanda Urban, I’d no doubt still be writhing on the delivery table.
My sister, Lecia Scaglione, and her husband, Tom, helped me through innumerable hard stretches; so did Rodney Crowell, Don DeLillo, Dan Halpern, Robert Hass, Brooks Haxton, Terrance Hayes, Brenda Hillman, Ed Hirsch, Patti Macmillan, Mark and Lili Reinisch, George Saunders, Case Scaglione, J. W. Schenck, Mark Scher, Kent Scott, and Donna Zeiser. My consigliore and champion, rabbi and homeboy, was and is Michael Meyer.
Readers vetting pages to keep me honest include my ever-patient family plus Joan Alway, Mark Costello, Doonie, Deborah Greenwald, John Holohan, Deb Larson, Thomas Lux, Patti Macmillan, and Tobias Wolff. Special thanks to Elizabeth Auchincloss and Patricia Allen. Spiritual guidance came from most of the above as well as Uwen Akpan, S.J.; Father Joseph Kane; Sister Marisse May; and Matthew Roche, S.J.
Writers granting the right to excerpt their lit’rary works gratis include Don DeLillo, Nick Flynn, Louise Glück, Robert Hass, Brooks Haxton, Terrance Hayes, Sebastian Matthews, Heather McHugh, George Saunders, Charles Simic, Chris Smither, Franz Wright, and Dean Young. Other permissions were valiantly rustled up by Chris Robinson and Jason Sack.
MARY KARR
’s first memoir,
The Liars’ Club
, kick-started a memoir revolution and won nonfiction prizes from PEN and the Texas Institute of Letters. Also a finalist for the National Book Critics Circle Award, it rode high on the
New York Times
bestseller list for over a year, becoming an annual “best book” there and for
The New Yorker, People
, and
Time
. Recently
Entertainment Weekly
rated it number four in the top one hundred books of the past twenty-five years. Her second memoir,
Cherry
, which was excerpted in
The New Yorker
, also hit bestseller and “notable book” lists at the
New York Times
and dozens of other papers nationwide. A Guggenheim Fellow in poetry, Karr has won Pushcart Prizes for both verse and essays. Other grants include the Whiting Award and Radcliffe’s Bunting Fellowship. She is the Peck Professor of Literature at Syracuse University.
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LIT
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Grateful acknowledgment is made to the following for permission to reprint from previously published material:
Isaac Babel, “The Church in Novgorod” from
Complete Works of Isaac Babel
, edited by Nathalie Babel, translated by Peter Constantine. Copyright © 2002 by Peter Constantine. Used by permission of W. W. Norton & Company, Inc.
Don DeLillo, excerpt from
Falling Man
. Reprinted by permission of the author.
Alan Dugan, excerpt from “Love Song: I and Thou” from
Poems Seven: New and Complete Poetry
. Copyright © 2001 by Alan Dugan. Reprinted with the permission of Seven Stories Press, www.sevenstories.com.
Nick Flynn, excerpt from “Emptying Town” from
Some Ether
. Copyright © 2000 by Nick Flynn. Reprinted with the permission of Graywolf Press, Saint Paul, Minnesota, www.graywolfpress.org.
Louise Glück, “The Gift” from
Vita Nova
. Reprinted by permission of the author.
Robert Hass, excerpt from “Against Botticelli” from
Praise
. Reprinted by permission of the author.
Brooks Haxton, excerpt from “If I May” from
They Lift Their Wings To Cry: Poems
. Copyright © 2008 by Brooks Haxton. Used by permission of Alfred A. Knopf, a division of Random House, Inc.
Terrance Hayes, excerpt from “The Blue Terrance” from
Wind in a Box
. Reprinted by permission of the author.
Weldon Kees, “The Smiles of the Bathers” from
The Collected Poems of Weldon Kees
, edited by Donald Justice, by permission of the Univ. of Nebraska. Copyright © 1962, 1975 by the Univ. of Nebraska.
William Matthews, excerpts from “Mingus at the Showplace” and “Self Help” from
Time and Money
. Reprinted by permission of Sebastian Matthews.
Heather McHugh, excerpt from “The Size of Spokane” from
Hinge & Sign: Poems, 1968–1993
. Reprinted by permission of the author.
George Saunders, excerpt from “The Falls” from
Pastoralia
. Reprinted by permission of the author.
Charles Simic, excerpt from “St. Thomas Aquinas” from
The Voice at 3:00 A.M.: Selected Late & New Poems
. Reprinted by permission of the author.
Chris Smither, excerpt from “No Love Today” from
Drive You Home Today
. Reprinted by permission of the author.
Franz Wright, excerpt from “Alcohol” from
Ill Lit: Selected and New Poems
. Reprinted by permission of the author.
Franz Wright, excerpt from “Pediatric Suicide.” Reprinted by permission of the author.
Dean Young, excerpts from “Bright Window” and “Side Effects” from
Skid
. Reprinted by permission of the author.
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