The poet Jack Ridl is professor emeritus at Hope College, my alma mater. In my time as a teacher (in public schools, in academia, and now in the corporate world), he has been my gold standard for teaching. Every day I have a "What Would Jack Do?" moment. As I said in a previous post, this is my enduring memory of being a student of Jack's in one of his creative writing classes:
Each week for homework we wrote a poem to share with the class. I have to think, looking back, that we were awful. Collectively we were only slighter better than a Hallmark card. After each of us would read our poem aloud, Jack would chime in with his thoughts. I can still picture him now: he would sit back in his chair, take a deep breath, look up to the ceiling, and stroke his red beard. Somehow--somehow--he found something good to say about each of our poems. And it was absolutely genuine. He believed in the goodness of our writing. When I taught in both the public school and university settings, my personality and skill as a teacher was a collection of the traits of my best teachers. And while I do not have a red beard, Jack's ability to see the value in every piece of student writing always stuck with me (of course, many of his other traits stayed with me as well).
Jack Ridl’s newest collection, Losing Season (September 2009, CavanKerry Press), chronicles a year of hope and defeat on and off the basketball court in a small town. It's a fantastic read, and a unique one, too: it's a series of poems that tells the story of one season of a high school boys basketball team. So it's a narrative told through poems. All the cast of characters is featured, from the coach to his daughter to his players to the scoreboard operator. You can read one of the poems here. Jack was recently named one of the 100 most influential sports educators in America by the Institute for International Sport. Jack grew up around sports; his father was the legendary Pitt basketball coach, Buzz Ridl. (More about Losing Season here.)
I have long advocated that if you want to know how to use language—that is, if you want to see how words matter in your writing, whether you are a poet, a lawyer, a doctor, an engineer, whatever—you should read poetry. A good poet says more about an image in one line than most of us say in ten pages. In a poem, every word, every sound, every breath counts. Nothing goes to waste.
Jack’s awareness of his process and his language is what you would expect from a poet. Yet his answers are effortless to read. They just—and I hate to use this word because it’s so nebulous—flow. Why? Because he is a poet all the time. Pay attention to the rhythm and cadence of his sentences. Even his prose is poetic (he writes I’ve instead of I have, for example). Listen to Jack tell you that, even though he lives on the beach, he never writes there. He also thrives on rejection. And his advice when you get writer’s block: lower your standards.
photo by Lou Schakel