This book caught my attention from the title despite being a book of poems. I often find poetry impenetrable. However, my spouse is in law enforcement and over the course of 20 years together, I have heard a lot about the criminal justice system and incarceration in this country, or at least in my part of this country. One thing I've heard, and from my own reading have come to agree with, is that we have to do a better job of making it possible for those who have served their time to re-enter society.
I was eager to hear Betts' voice and was not disappointed. Articles and interviews are capable of giving the facts of life after prison such as the challenge to getting hired when you have to “lead” with the fact that you have a felony record. And they can give snippets of the emotional arc or journey that was traveled – maybe we hear about that first realization of remorse or that they wanted to be a better role-model for their kids or some other snapshot that tells their story. And that’s fine for a piece of journalism. But these offerings in Felon: Poems give a full weightiness to a life, to that life. You get the sense of this is what it’s like to live with those memories and grapple with them everyday: the memory of what landed you in jail, the memory of what in your life led to that moment in time that landed you in jail. The memories of jail, what you witnessed, who you met and lived with and bonded with there. Carrying all those memories back into the world upon your release – and now bonding with your wife or girlfriend or partner, bonding with your children, being an outsider – totally outside a society who doesn’t let you in. The poems are not all bleak though. There are moments of joy and pride.
About mid-way through the book, I read more about Betts himself, curious as to who this man is. He’s accomplished a lot since leaving prison, including graduating from Yale law. For better or worse, that made a difference to me and the esteem in which I held him. Law school, particularly an ivy league law school, is an unquestionable mark of achievement in my world. While it’s uncomfortable for me to admit, it did give his words more weight with me. The poems I read after, I read with different eyes than those I read before learning about Betts’ after-prison life.
There were some poems, some phrases or references I didn’t get – partially because poetry isn’t my “thing” and partially because the reference was so far outside my life, I simply didn’t have the context to understand. I want to have a fuller understanding though, because I know that my society, my country, can do better with its criminal justice system. And it will take a society, it’s not something that my husband, or a judge, or a poet or any one individual can do alone. It will take all of us, even those of us not directly connected to the criminal justice system, to improve upon what we have.
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