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A Discussion of "The Gift Outright"

A Poem by the Pulitzer-Winning Poet Robert Frost

Conversations with Kam, Mackie, Jerry, Floyd

 

 

The Gift Outright

By Robert Frost

The land was ours before we were the land's.

She was our land more than a hundred years

Before we were her people. She was ours

In Massachusetts, in Virginia,

But we were England's, still colonials,

Possessing what we still were unpossessed by,

Possessed by what we now no more possessed.

Something we were withholding made us weak

Until we found out that it was ourselves

We were withholding from our land of living,

And forthwith found salvation in surrender.

Such as we were we gave ourselves outright

(The deed of gift was many deeds of war)

To the land vaguely realizing westward,

But still unstoried, artless, unenhanced

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Such as she was, such as she would become
 

Responses to "The Gift Outright"

Rudy: Do you think this poem is excessively Eurocentric?  

Charles: Damn skippy . . . Who was here before those explorers, debtors from prisons, indentured servants and slave traders???

Kam: Yes, Guthrie-esque before Woody's This land is your land, this land is my land... The Israelis have the same attitude about Israel. Jewish kids, even in this country are taught to recite a poem from a young age about how the land was empty and given to them by God. The same way white South Africans swear no blacks lived on the land before their arrival.

Mackie: Absolutely not.  Just the opposite.  It encourages developing a long look away from Europe.  It is, however, a blind, perhaps witless, extolling and praise of American imperialism and colonialism.  Let's face it, "Americans" did colonize Amerindians. The First People of this land.  The poem is white-skinned, Americo-centric.  I think that's what you sensing about this "poem".  Mistah Chaahlee-centric.

Rudy: I think your assessment is accurate. The poem is to a slight degree anti-Eurocentric in its first half. For it calls for a new nationalism, American rather than British. The last four lines are exceedingly troubling: "(The deed of gift was many deeds of war) / To the land vaguely realizing westward, / But still unstoried, artless, unenhanced, / Such as she was, such as she would become." Of course none dare call Frost "racist."

Maybe we need indeed to develop new terms to describe the consciousness that produced the poem. Clearly, we cannot place Frost in the same category as America's white lower middle classes, the so-called "Silent Majority." His attitude toward nonwhites, I suspect, is much more sophisticated, though "witless": "The deed of gift was many deeds of war." Here he seems to glorify conquest (of the Indians, the Mexicans, and the Spanish).  

There seems a total absence of the Negro altogether. Maybe that is what Ellison was responding to when he spoke of "invisible men." They are there but their presence is insignificant. Some might say we ask too much of a single poem.

Kam: I agree, but I feel like I understand those lines: "manifest destiny."

Rudy: I wonder what comes to mind when politicians speak blithely of the "American people." It is very narrow in its conceptualization in the imagination of most white Americans, I suspect. It is not altogether that different from Robert Frost's blind conceptualization in this poem "The Gift Outright." It's probably not "overt" but so much a fabric of American society that it becomes the natural state of things. Are you familiar with Ronald Walters' White Nationalism, Black Interests.

Jerry: Rudy, I do like the phrase you used—blind conceptualization.  It fits Frost well.  The poem also has a peculiar significance in 2005 as land developers blindly conceptualize progress (profits) by appropriating the property (or trying to) of displaced tsunami victims in Asia.  And we know very well what is in the planning for New Orleans.  Thanks for giving me a new way of using Frost to communicate lessons about appropriation to students. Frost was following in the tradition of Shakespeare's The Tempest.

Rudy: Yes, I saw the evening news and some Indonesian fishermen were talking about the results of the tsunami and how developers and the government were coming in seizing their land and that there was nothing that could be done about it but concede. I also remember Shakespeare’s Caliban.

Frost recited the poem on Meet the Press, initially 50 years ago, and they showed it again last Sunday and so I went online to find the full poem.

As far as New Orleans, there are indeed elites in New Orleans that feel Katrina gave them a “gift outright,” a New Orleans without the wrong kind of Negroes. Thanks for reminding me that the poem is indeed relevant to the New Orleans situation.

Floyd: Rudy, It is precisely because of commentary like that found in Robert Frost's poem that I often question quite critically Blacks folks' employment of "we" when discussing aspects of American society, as, for example, the way Cornel West does in his latest book, "Democracy Matters."  Who is this "we" and are we as Black people actually a part of the conversation?  There are other instances in which generalizations are made.  Last semester, a Black student in my bebop course wrote that Billie Holiday was hardly accepted by Americans except as a singer.  I asked the student: "Accepted by whom?  Black people loved Lady Day.  Who gives a damn whether whites valued her?"

We need to break the supposed connection between rightness and whiteness!

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posted 28 December 2005

 

 
 

Robert Lee Frost, b. San Francisco, Mar. 26, 1874, d. Boston, Jan. 29, 1963, was one of America's leading 20th-century poets and a four-time winner of the Pulitzer Prize. An essentially pastoral poet often associated with rural New England, Frost wrote poems whose philosophical dimensions transcend any region. Although his verse forms are traditional—he often said, in a dig at archrival Carl Sandburg, that he would as soon play tennis without a net as write free verse—he was a pioneer in the interplay of rhythm and meter and in the poetic use of the vocabulary and inflections of everyday speech. His poetry is thus both traditional and experimental, regional and universal.

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