Joanne
Kyger, a prolific poet whose works, inspired by natural wonders and Zen
Buddhism, distinguished her as one of the few women embraced by the
Beat Generation writers’ fraternity, died on March 22 at her home in
Bolinas, Calif. She was 82.
The cause was lung cancer, her husband, Donald Guravich, said.
Along
with Diane di Prima, Anne Waldman and several others, Ms. Kyger made
her mark not only as a writer, but also as a member of the
male-dominated post-World War II cultural movement personified by
William S. Burroughs, Lucien Carr, Neal Cassady, Allen Ginsberg, Herbert
Huncke, Gary Snyder and Jack Kerouac. (It was Kerouac who, to
characterize his generation, appropriated the musical term, which he
interpreted as nonconformist and upbeat.)
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Joanne Kyger in 1971. A poet and environmentalist, she was associated with the West Coast School of writers. Credit Gerard Malanga |
“The
shape of the day, the words of the moment, what’s happening around me
in the world of interior and exterior space — these are my writing
concerns,” Ms. Kyger explained in a statement to the Foundation for
Contemporary Arts in New York in 2005.
In her “Night Palace,” from 2003, she wrote:
“The best thing about the past
is that it’s over”
When you die.
you wake up
from a dream
that’s your life.
Then you grow up
and get to be post -human
in a past that keeps happening
ahead of you
Brenda
Knight wrote in “Women of the Beat Generation: The Writers, Artists and
Muses at the Heart of a Revolution” (1996) that Ms. Kyger’s poetry “is
exemplary of Buddhist consciousness in Beat writing, of a sensibility
for which wisdom is the greatest beauty.”
Ms. Kyger’s poetry appeared in about 30 collections, drawing a devoted, though relatively small, following.
“She
has been a secret to the larger, more dominant official verse culture
worlds,” Ms. Waldman wrote in an email, “but already has a palpable
underground reputation, and I am confident it will grow.”
She
added: “She lived within the most interesting alternative communities
of our time. She was Buddhist; she was an environmentalist. She lived
her ethos daily, modestly, below the radar, and with great attention to
the natural world and the magic of the cosmos.”
Joanne
Elizabeth Kyger was born on Nov. 19, 1934, in Vallejo, Calif., to Jacob
Kyger, a Navy captain, and the former Anne Katharine Lamont, who worked
for the city of Santa Barbara’s coroner and police and fire
departments.
When
she was an infant, her family moved to China after her father was
posted there for a time, but she was largely raised in Long Beach,
Calif.
Her
first published poem appeared in her elementary school literary
magazine when she was 5. She shared the title of features editor of her
high school newspaper with Leland Hickman, who later became a poet and
publisher of Temblor magazine. After graduating she enrolled in the
University of California, Santa Barbara, but left a few credits short of
getting a degree in philosophy and literature.
By then she had been drawn to Zen Buddhism.
“My
own interest in Zen came about because I had been studying Wittgenstein
and Heidegger in Santa Barbara,” Ms. Kyger told an interviewer. “Their
philosophy just comes to an end saying you just have to practice the
study of nothing.”
Ms.
Kyger moved to San Francisco in 1957 and soon became a student of
Shunryu Suzuki Roshi, the Japanese-born monk who helped popularized Zen
Buddhism in the United States. She entered a world of
consciousness-raising hallucinogenic drugs, meditation and Eastern
religion communal living.
Ms.
Kyger had earlier marriages to Jack Boyce, a painter, and, in 1960, to
the poet Gary Snyder. They lived in Japan for four years and were
divorced in 1965, after she had tired of playing wife and hostess to
other Beat guests, Ms. Knight wrote.
Ms. Kyger and Mr. Guravich, an artist, poet and her closest survivor, had lived together since 1978 and were married in 2013.
While
teaching occasionally at Mills College in Oakland, Calif., and the Jack
Kerouac School of Disembodied Poetics at the Naropa Institute in
Colorado, Ms. Kyger became associated with the West Coast School of
writers that also included Richard Brautigan, Robert Duncan, Jack Spicer
and Philip Whalen.
She published “The Tapestry and the Web,” the first of her collections of poetry and prose, when she returned from Japan.
In
that book she re-imagines Penelope’s story in “The Odyssey,” casting
doubt on the received image of her as the long-suffering wife who fends
off male suitors while waiting patiently for Odysseus to return from his
adventures. Kyger paints her as in control of her life and even
suggests that she had been unfaithful to her husband. The poem ends with
these lines:
I choose to think of her waiting for him concocting his adventures bringing the misfortunes to him— she must have had her hands full
In
a critical essay, Matilde Martín González wrote, “Kyger’s practice
consists of re-imagining a more fruitful account of the story for
framing her own life and career in the early 1960s as a woman involved
in all-male poetic circles, no matter how benevolent to her.”
Ms. Kyger’s last collection, “There You Are: Interviews, Journals, and Ephemera,” is to be published in September.
Her
travels in Japan and India provided grist for her witty and
well-received nonfiction work “Strange Big Moon: Japan and India
Journals, 1960-1964” (1981). In one passage, she recalled meeting the
27-year-old Dalai Lama, “lounged on a velvet couch like a gawky
adolescent in red robes.”
“And
then Allen Ginsberg says to him how many hours do you meditate a day,”
Ms. Kyger wrote, “and he says me? Why I never meditate, I don’t have
to.”
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