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72 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 2006
The narrator of Peter O'Leary's Depth Theology identifies himself in the second poem as among "a latter-day theic (religion-addicted) species (who) quavers | at revelation & absconds, a desistor with scintillant | aura." The "aura" is as one with certain forms of migraine, however the narrator Orphically interprets these neuro-physical phenomenon as "God visits the cranial shell in fireworks," "footraces the fissures | loosening the seams with epiphany." The little boat by which American solipsism in its lyric form is known better batten down the hatches. What if our inwardness had a lexicon, and it was traditional -- indeed, traditionally religious? That is, what if our disciplines, our subcultures, our communal shorthand was just a "real" and no one more so than another? Now, perhaps, "the world is made of the joining of stellar ash . . . | There it hung in a jesuitical dope of space." The mixing registers of diction catch you up; reading our own inwardness in O'Leary we pass over into a confidently plausible receptibility toward patterns of spiritual awareness.
O'Leary is a humanist in the old-fashioned sense of one who starts from faith and tries to expand and deepen the awareness of the faith-community. That is, he's a Catholic humanist with Hellenic tropes. When he's describing his project within the poems he's a traditional modernist and at times his focus on the how can lead his readers astray from the why: "Potential energy is a farce of gravity. Kinesis | speeds an aging Gremlin across the country. A Bug too." The wit within and around our American demotic is conversationally engaging, but when the conversation gets round to Moby-Dick and On the Road we begin to suspect the expansivist is apologizing. It's the speed and barbarity of O'Leary's intelligence that is in focus here; in terms of his craft, the "potential energy" of our identification with the narrator is all the critical gravity he needs.
It's that expansiveness, joined with lyric intensity, that makes Depth Theology so gorgeous. The intensity has come from O'Leary's conversational mastery -- his breathtaking cognitive hurtles across the sentence's fissures of sense. But for those of us outside the faith-community, it's the expansiveness which is the news. This is on every account an extraordinary book.