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Famous is a collection of poetry, written by Kathleen Flenniken. Published in 2006 by the University of Nebraska Press, the poetry presents a brief exploration of fame, through the eyes of regular individuals and families, as well as minor celebrities and well-known figures.

It was the recipient of the Prairie Schooner Book Prize in Poetry, named a American Library Association Notable Book Award, and finalist in the Washington State Book Awards.

Overview
A series of poems about ordinary women piecing together their own significance.

Her published poetry has embraced opposites as well. Her first book of poetry, "Famous" (University of Nebraska Press), examined the pleasures and conundrums of private life.

Flenniken's understated debut, winner of the Prarie Schooner Book Prize, weaves together two seemingly antithetical themes: the comic indignations and attractions of minor celebrities, and the everyday joys and sorrows of family life. A love of plainspoken language informs these ironically modest, lines: "I'm no smarter than Miss Scarlet in her// tawdry side-slit dress," she writes, assuming the voice of Colonel Mustard from the board game Clue.

Later poems consider the lives of somewhat famous figures, such as story writer Shirley Jackson and poet Edna St. Vincent Millay; their troubles sit uneasily beside Flenniken's heartfelt portraits of her ailing, and now deceased, mother. Ordinariness-our need for it, and our frustrations with it-becomes Flenniken's signature subject: the quietest evenings "make you what you are." Flenniken sometimes errs on the side of modesty, making her speech consistently trustworthy but rarely elevated or exciting. She has fashioned a poetry comfortable with self-imposed limits: "Pray to the neighbor's dog," she urges, "who finally learned to live on a chain." She still finds herself searching after mysteries, in board games, novels, and her own life, lauding "this idea that you could step out of your life/ unafraid, with no worldly need but to find who done it."

Kathleen Flenniken must have thought 2005 was her own anno mirabilis. First she won a National Endowment for the Arts Literary Fellowship, a rare achievement for a poet without a book. That gap, however, was soon filled when she won the prestigious Prairie Schooner Book Prize in Poetry. Everyone knows that poetry book contests are highly competitive, some attracting as many as 1000 entries. The odds of winning are slim, and yet someone wins. How? Why this book and not those others? A close look at Flenniken’s Famous might reveal some answers.

Famous is initially distinguished by its organizational integrity. Flenniken gives us not merely a bunch of good poems but a collection of them, that is, poems artistically arranged into a unified whole. She divides her fifty-one poems into three sections: "Minor Characters," "Minor Celebrities," and "Fame." As these headings suggest, her overarching concern is our tenuous relationship to fame. In the very first poem, “The League of Minor Characters,” she speaks as if we are all reading the same novel and asserts that when we learn of the bad things that happen to the main character “most of us / decide to remain minor characters // … / because the main character, in the thrall / of a relentless plot, can’t help hurtling toward / the crumbling cliff edge. And who needs that?” And yet, in “Sotto Voce” Flenniken asks, “Aren’t all of us / waiting to be discovered?” How true that question rings and how profoundly human. Then, “like a hard head of cabbage,” comes another truth: fame is elusive and exclusive; most of us won’t have it, most of us won’t sing the aria, but will remain just part of the chorus. Isn’t this kind of insight and honesty something we ought to expect from a prize winner?

Something else we might expect is the poet’s ability to view her subject from different perspectives. At times Flenniken leaves the panoramic view and gets up close and personal. In “Preservation” the speaker accompanies a group of third graders to a history museum. The children stand in front of the stuffed figure of Bobo, a once-famous gorilla. When they are told that years ago he was alive, they fall silent. The speaker’s memory drifts, “long enough to remember // you left me four weeks ago yesterday, / a rubber band snap to my inner cranium / for the thousandth time today.” Towards the end of the poem, Flenniken risks a change in point of view. Instead of talking about the gorilla, the speaker now talks to him: “Bobo, do you understand the impulse?” — that is, our need to hold onto those we care about. Flenniken ends the poem with a bit of strategic grammatical ambiguity: “The last time I saw him, he was alive,” but we can’t be sure who that “he” is — gorilla or the person who left her four weeks ago? More points from the judges for taking risks. Another point for taking risks that work.

Barely concealed beneath these considerations of our avoidance or pursuit of fame is the ironic implication of a pre-written script. No foolish consistency for this poet. Now we have complication, thematic complexity. Now we have a collection that stirs the intellect. In “The International House of Pancakes” the speaker nervously says, “I’ve got a reservation at the hospital next door / which I’m pretending is a Ramada, / that I’m just another jittery traveler. . ..” However, the trip only “feels intentional.” In “Gil’s Story” Gil tells a new employee the story of the death of his child. The other employees already know the story; it’s what’s made Gil famous. They know how Gil’s wife and daughter switched places in the vacation camper. They know Gil’s manner of telling the story, “his careful introduction of the boy / who has drifted an entire lifetime / into their oncoming lane. It’s beautiful // really, the way they crash into the boy’s / car, how it parts the boy’s curtain / of long blond hair and death anoints him. . ..”

To the central idea of fame, Flenniken skillfully links a constellation of related motifs. Several poems deal with the alphabet, writing, or language. These poems logically connect to others about reading, a motif introduced in “The League of Minor Characters.” In “Murder Mystery” the speaker, while reading a novel, imagines herself as the detective, then more excitingly as the criminal as she ponders the question of what we want from life. From novels Flenniken moves to biographies. In “My Mother’s Biographies” she lists the famous lives her mother read about and tells us that as a child she tried to enter those lives as her mother must have.

Then Flenniken takes the imaginative leap — and surely this is another quality of a winner — and enters another person’s skin, moving from book to the life itself. In the wonderful “To Ease My Mind” she imagines what it must have been like to be Mary Todd Lincoln, married to a famous president but often belittled for being frivolous while her country was at war. Flenniken concludes that in the presence of so much death and devastation she herself might act no differently: " . . . perhaps I too / would turn my mind to the pleasures // of kidskin gloves adorned with pearls, / …. // I might need box upon box upon box of them / to tell me who I am.” Empathy. Compassion. Wisdom. And thematic coherence as we return to the central question: do we really want to be famous?

This collection exhibits another quality that must have impressed the judges: range. We see this in the variety of characters Flenniken parades throughout the poems — famous people and obscure, historical and contemporary, real and fictional. She includes those who have themselves achieved a degree of fame, for example, the biblical Eve, violinist Sarah Chang, chimpanzee researcher Jane Goodall, and Madge, the manicurist from the old Palmolive tv commercial. Flenniken also includes several literary figures. In “One Night” fiction writer Shirley Jackson meets the poet Dylan Thomas and, upon kissing him, becomes “famous, finally, to herself.” In “Edna St. Vincent Millay’s Husband” Flenniken examines what life is like for those associated with the famous: “Oh the beauty of his wretchedness. /… / the stylish way he offered up his aching, // … / Swaddled in gauze / or lordly in black and blue, / love is a fiend.”

From time to time Flenniken narrows her gaze, moving away from those in or near the limelight to those close to home. Her most poignant poems are devoted to parents, husband, children, friends. Here we see another of this poet’s winning attributes — her ability to not only stimulate our minds but also touch our hearts. In “Sea Monster” she revisits the suicide by drowning of a friend, a woman who left two daughters behind.

In “Calling Up Ghosts” the poet resurrects the dead. The poem begins with an ordinary enough domestic scene: “I can always find Dad frying bacon in our kitchen. / I take a stool while he pours orange juice and offers me / the Sunday paper.… / It’s our way // of marking time until Mother wakes up.” And then Flenniken employs the technique that separates her from the herd. We expect mastery of technique, and Flenniken gives us that, but what commands our attention is her unique gift for disorientation. We do a double-take as a subtle turn occurs: “Maybe / because she died first, she’s undependable about rising. . ..” Now we realize that the mother is dead. Then stanza 3 delivers another jolt — the father is also dead. The speaker has spent the morning not visiting but remembering her parents.

Flenniken also has a gift for fusing together opposites or seemingly unrelated fields into one cohesive poem. These curious juxtapositions provide one surprise after another and almost certainly earned kudos from the judges. In “The Physiology of Joy” she joins the rational with the irrational as scientific researchers attempt to locate the part of the body where joy resides. One researcher, speaking on tv of his findings, moves from rational detail to miraculous image, claiming that

In “Shampoo” a significant current event merges with a significant personal one. The speaker reads a newspaper article about a Russian submarine sinking, trapping its men inside. On the back side of the same page, she sees an advertisement for shampoo. This triggers a memory of shampooing her mother’s hair, and then comes the Flenniken leap — “and just like that I’m lost in the silver / of my mother’s hair, back in the hospital // where she sank into infirmity. . ..” Flenniken synthesizes the two unrelated topics, drawing a parallel between the submarine sinking and her aging mother sinking, “trapped inside her aging body. // … / One hundred eighteen men // in a vessel I imagine falling / like a pearl in a bottle of green shampoo.”

Has Flenniken found a formula for success? Of course not. What she has done is write good poems, assemble them in a pleasing and intricate design, master technique, do something unique, be brave, speak to our heads and our hearts, and consistently surprise and delight us. Kathleen Flenniken is an accomplished poet, and Famous deserves the prize it won.

Honors and awards

 * 2005: Prairie Schooner Book Prize in Poetry
 * 2007: American Library Association Notable Book Award
 * 2007: Washington State Book Award (finalist)

Reception
Winner of the Prairie Schooner Book Prize in Poetry

"What emerges from the poems, taken as a group and as a loose narrative, is a familiar and mundane persona that could correspond to that of many middle-class American female poets... [B]ut this life is, beautifully and completely, transformed into art... [I]t is rare to come across a poet of familiar contemporary experience like Kathleen Flenniken, whose imaginative, convincing tropes, sense of rhythm and sound, sharp intellect, narrative instinct, and resistance to cliche transform that experience into art so compelling that it makes us wonder how have we come to doubt it could be done? That would take us back to the rest of the books Left on the Shelf. Given that Famous was among them, I will keep returning." Bloomsbury Review

"There's a consistency of voice and diction in Famous that satisfies and a carefully rendered emotional core to the poems, which quietly surprises."--Stephen Dunn, Pulitzer Prize-winning author of Different Hours

"There's a winning surface modesty here: it isn't Abraham Lincoln who merits the poem, but his oft-maligned wife; not Edna St. Vincent Millay, but her stay-at-home husband; not the Taj Mahal, but the everyday International House of Pancakes. Still, in Flenniken's hands, these occasions rise toward urgent news--as when, in 'Shampoo,' the memory of a mother's declining health soulfully becomes one with the headline about a submarine's sinking--until the least most of us are transformed, poem by poem, into the famous."--Albert Goldbarth, author of Saving Lives and Budget Travel through Space and Time

"Unpretentious, self-effacing, earthy, funny, and wise."--Peggy Shumaker, author of Blaze

"Exploring the external trappings of contemporary life as well as the internal cadences of a mind that wants at once to be 'shocking and irresistible,' Kathleen Flenniken takes us into the slipstreams of fame, where our daily dramas play themselves out in the 'wild uncoded rhythms' of the imagination."--Judith Kitchen, author of The House on Eccles Road