Tuesday, March 8, 2022

Law and Poetry

            Is there a connection between law and poetry? The anthology Law and Poetry: Promises from the Preamble” suggests there is. The study of law and the study of poetry is essentially the study of language. Both disciplines communicate their meanings through carefully chosen words and both are creations of imagination that add form and structure to the realities of daily life (Eberle & Grossfeld, 2006). Poetry, like the law, reflects and can reshape the culture which surrounds it, while offering insight and understanding into the human experience (Id). We must understand each other before installing guidelines on how a society may thrive under a judicial system. Poetry allows the reader to step into the shoes of a judge, an attorney, a witness, or the accused.

This anthology includes 56 poems – one for each state, the District of Columbia, and five U.S. territories. In this collection of poems, the authors challenge the language of the Preamble, forcing the reader to consider how the shared human experience of opportunity under the law can be achieved.

Offerings to an Ulcerated God

“Mrs. Lopez refuses to pay rent,
                and we want her out,”
                the landlord’s lawyer said,
                tugging at his law school ring.
                The judge called for an interpreter,
                but all the interpreters were gone,
                trafficking in Spanish
                at the criminal session
                on the second floor.

A volunteer stood up in the gallery.
                Mrs. Lopez showed the interpreter
                a poker hand of snapshots,
                the rat curled in a glue trap
                next to the refrigerator,
                the water frozen in the toilet,
                a door without a doorknob.
                (No rent for this. I know the law
                and I want to speak,
                she whispered to the interpreter).

“Tell her she has to pay
                and she has ten days to get out,”
                the judge commanded, rose
                so the rest of the courtroom rose,
                and left the bench. Suddenly
                the courtroom clattered
                with the end of business:
                the clerk of the court gathered her files
                and the bailiff went to lunch.
                Mrs. Lopez stood before the bench,
                still holding up her fan of snapshots
                like an offering this ulcerated god
                refused to taste,
                while the interpreter
                felt the burning
                bubble in his throat
                as he slowly turned to face her.

-Martin Espada

Letters of Credit

He looks deeply into the mirror of his children
                but cannot see himself, though he knows he is there,
                somewhere in the depths. They speak to him
                with the greatest politeness, and if there is affection
                he feels it as the slightest warm breeze in summer,
                a hot dying breath of presence, not of comfort.

He works their love like his job, studying precedent
                and applying law to fact, to derive a holding, a balance
                of truth, justice and equity, completely anomalous
                in the calculus of emotion. Still there is a sense of obligation,
                like throwing coins into the tollbooth - regardless of whether
                they hit, or bounce off the rim and roll away, the debt is paid.

They are gone, glimpsed through materializing letters
                on the instant messaging boards of computer screens,
                or in the electronic conversions of voices to ear, heard
                like the ocean in shell: false, imitative, distant and faint,
                or like letters of credit, carrying his value into the void
                of commerce, of life, to distant lands he will need see.

-Steven M. Richman

                Have you written poetry about or influenced by the law or your time in law school? Leave it in the comments or send it to taylor.mace@msl.edu to be featured on the blog.

-Taylor Mace

Eberle, Edward J. and Grossfeld, Bernhard (2006) “Law and Poetry,” Roger Williams University Law
           Review:
Vol. 11: Iss. 2, Article 3.

Adams, Kristen David. Law and Poetry: Promises from the Preamble. American Bar Association, 
                Business Law Section, 2021.

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