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Richard H. Stallings

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Richard H. Stallings
Chair of the Idaho Democratic Party
In office
2005 – December 20, 2007
Preceded byBill Mauk
Succeeded byR. Keith Roark
United States Nuclear Waste Negotiator
In office
1993–1995
PresidentBill Clinton
Preceded byDavid H. Leroy
Succeeded byPosition eliminated
Member of the U.S. House of Representatives
from Idaho's 2nd district
In office
January 3, 1985 – January 3, 1993
Preceded byGeorge Hansen
Succeeded byMike Crapo
Personal details
Born
Richard Howard Stallings

(1940-10-07) October 7, 1940 (age 83)
Ogden, Utah, U.S.
Political partyDemocratic
Spouses
  • Ranae Garner
    (m. 1963; died 2015)
  • Rebecca Anne Richards
    (m. 2018)
Children3
Residence(s)Island Park, Idaho, U.S.
EducationWeber State College (BS)
Utah State University (MS)

Richard Howard Stallings (born October 7, 1940) is an American politician who served as a member of the United States House of Representatives for Idaho's 2nd congressional district from 1985 to 1993.

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(The Courage to Create) A poet is perhaps an unusual choice for an inspirational speaker -- poets as a general rule, as a type - I wouldn't say all poets, but, have a tendency to be a bit depressive, introspective. (Laughter) They want to go up into their garrets and write their poems, and - um - avoid people. (Laughter) So the idea of coming out and public speaking about courage is an interesting thing for a poet to be doing. I was interested in what Victoria had to say about courage and the writer, because it also seems a bit strange for me, living here in Greece, where we have free speech, to talk about the courage to create -- You know, maybe where there are women in Afghanistan who risk death to write their poems. I don't risk death to write my poems. But, I have been thinking about the courage to create, the courage to create in a crisis, and what keeps coming to my mind is a sentence by John Keats, in one of his letters, where he defines a quality which he calls negative capability, which is something I'm sure many of you have heard of. He was talking about the genius of Shakespeare what makes Shakespeare, Shakespeare. And he defined negative capability as the ability to be in uncertainties, mysteries, doubt - without any irritable reaching after fact or reason. To me this isn’t exactly "courage". I think of courage as maybe defined in this very sort of positive way, courage as mastering fear, or conquering fear, and negative capability is something not quite that. If we think of fear as fear of change, fear of the unknown, and particularly for artists, fear of failure which is change and the unknown, together. This negative capability is not a way of conquering these fears, but a way of existing amongst them, and living in them, and moving in the space that they create. Change and the unknown and even failure is a space where we create, and you have to be able to live in that. I think of also the symbol of poetic inspiration from ancient times, you know, we think of the winged horse Pegasus, (Greek:Pegasus) whose name, of course, comes from the greek "pigi" -- a spring or source and that wonderful surge of flight, the flight of inspiration. But for me, the symbol of poetic inspiration is the bat, (Greek: nychterída) because unlike birds, for instance -- or Pegasus I guess, I don’t know about the physics of Pegasus, birds are able to get into flight, to create the lift out of their own efforts and construction to get off the ground and into flight. Bats cannot do that. Bats, if they're on the ground, are stuck. I don't know if you've ever seen a bat on the ground or in a documentary or something, but it's like watching a stilt walker with crutches or something. It's a very awkward and pathetic sight. A bat has to hang somewhere upside-down, in a cave or a tree and fall into flight. A bat has to drop into the unknown in order to fly, and I feel that the creation of poetry is something like that. But it's not when we're afraid, we want to control everything around us, but that in order to create we have to give up control or the illusion of control to do this. So, a bat falls into flight, into that half-light of dusk and then, proceeds to move through the world, not by looking where it is going, but by listening where it is going. And to me that is a symbol of poetry, and how I write poetry, how I read poetry. So, this is a poem. "Explaining an Affinity for Bats". That they are only glimpsed in silhouette, And seem something else at first -- a swallow -- And move like new tunes, difficult to follow, Staggering towards an obstacle they yet Avoid in a last-minute pirouette, Somehow telling solid things from hollow, Sounding out how high a space, or shallow, Revising into deepening violet. That they sing -- not the way the songbird sings (Whose song is rote, to ornament, finesse) -- But travel by a sort of song that rings True not in utterance, but harkenings, Who find their way by calling into darkness To hear their voice bounce off the shape of things. I'm sure you all are sitting there thinking, "Why that was a sonnet?" Yes, the other thing I can say I'm mostly -- most known for is working within traditional forms, meter and rhyme, which has maybe not been the most fashionable thing in the last 80 years or so. There is a lot of misconception about form. I think people think of -- Well, you hear a lot about poetry being about self expression and freedom of expression. I'm not really for self expression, yes. I'm not really interested in expressing myself, I don't really think I'm that interesting. I am interested in expressing the poem, and finding out what the poem has to say to me and learning something from the poem. I mean, any teenager who's miserably in love, will express him or herself in a poem. It's not necessarily a good poem. So, I am interested in how to express what the poem wants to say and that again is a giving up of control. So, for me working within forms within certain patterns, with some arbitrary rules, with rhyme, which is maybe the most mysterious of all the rhetorical devices, because it creates reason where there is none -- Why is that womb and tune, rhyme? I mean it, we seem to feel like it has some kind of magical connection. And each language has its own group of words that have that magical, magnetic connection of rhyme. So, for me working in form is about giving up control, giving up some control to the form, finding out what the poem wants to say. Maybe I'll end up on a line, because it rhymes, and I didn't know that's what I wanted to say. So as a mother, also, which is also about giving up control -- one of your fears as a poet who becomes a mother is that you're losing yourself, that you'll never be able to write again. People asked me what -- has being a mother, how it has affected my poetry? And my traditional line is, "There is less of it". But, at the same time, it also brings you into this gray area, this gray space, when you're up all night with a colicky baby in those strange hours, like 3 AM and you have had no sleep. Sometimes that's when the creativity happens, because you're not trying to control your thoughts, and my first poem I wrote after having my son, I was walking up and down, you know, the room, with this squalling, screaming infant and that rhythm of walking and not thinking about, "Oh I've got to be writing a poem, I haven't written a poem in nine months". Suddenly, the poem came about -- It was a triolet or triolet, which is a French form, French fixed form, with eight lines. So that's kind of handy if you are mother, and you don’t have a lot of time. Eight lines and two of those lines repeat, so, don't really have to write eight lines. (Laughter) And then if you steal one of the lines -- you only have to write six lines, I don't know - I can't do the math, So I'm afoot. (Laughter) This was the lullaby as a word that came out of that event, "Triolet on a Line Apocryphally Ascribed to Martin Luther". So, I just stole the first line. Why should the Devil get all the good tunes, The booze and the neon and Saturday night, The swaying in darkness, the lovers like spoons? Why should the Devil get all of the good tunes? Does he hum them to while away sad afternoons, And the long, lonesome Sundays? Or sing them for spite? Why should the Devil get all the good tunes, The booze and the neon and Saturday night? (Applause) So that's a sort of lullaby, I guess or maybe an elegy for my lost wild youth or something. (Laughter) So this poems come about for me -- working in forms is -- I don’t know where the poem is going, the poem tells me where to go. I spend a lot of time reading children's books, and re-exploring those fairy tales that are part of our growing up, but we misremember them, you know, when you think of the "Princess and the Frog", you know -- How does the Princess turn the frog back into a Prince? With a kiss, unless you're reading the actual Grimm story when she turns him back into a Prince by throwing him against the wall. They're very strange, these stories and very violent, and also things happen just because it's part of the narrative. There is no character development or anything, and yet there's something magical about this. So this is another of the sonnets and it's titled "Fairy-tale Logic", and I was thinking about how strange and scary these stories are. Fairy tales are full of impossible tasks: Gather the chin hairs from a man-eating goat, Or cross a sulphuric lake in a leaky boat, Select the prince from a row of identical masks, Tiptoe up to a dragon where it basks And snatch its bone; Count dust specks, mote by mote, Or learn a phone directory by rote. Always it’s impossible what someone asks -- You have to fight magic with magic. You have to believe That you have something impossible up your sleeve, The language of snakes, perhaps, an invisible cloak, An army of ants at your beck, or a lethal joke, The will to do whatever must be done: Marry a monster. Hand over your firstborn son. (Applause) And some of my forms are not necessarily the traditional received forms of poems. I am interested in all kinds of forms and structures. So this, from quite early on I was writing about Greek mythology, I've lived in Greece since 1999, but even as a teenager I was writing these poems about Greek mythology. I maybe do it a bit less now that I'm actually here in the middle of it all the time. My son Jason, you know, on the playground with Xenophon and Andromeda, and so on. But I'm still very interested in one of the myths that has always really fascinated me, you know, artists and so on, through the ages is the myth of Hades and Persephone (Greek: Persephonia and Adis) where he snatches this little girl picking flowers as it were, and takes her down to the underworld where she becomes queen of the underworld. Now, I've written several poems about that. So, this is a continuation of that obsession -- that's the nice thing about being an artist -- you can do the same thing over and over again and it's not OCD, it's art. (Laughter) "First love", this is a different kind of form, but I think many of you will recognize this particular form. "First Love: A Quiz". He came up to me: a. in his souped-up Camaro b. to talk to my skinny best friend c. and bumped my glass of wine, so I wore the ferrous stain on my sleeve d. from the ground, in a lead chariot drawn by a team of stallions black as crude oil and breathing sulfur: at his heart, he sported a tiny golden arrow. He offered me: a. a ride b. dinner and a movie, with a wink at the cliché c. an excuse not to go back alone to the apartment with its sink of dirty knives d. a narcissus with a hundred dazzling petals that breathed a sweetness as cloying as decay. I went with him because: a. even his friends told me to beware b. I had nothing to lose except my virginity c. he placed his hand in the small of my back and I felt the tread of honeybees d. he was my uncle, the one who lived in the half-finished basement, and he took me by the hair. The place he took me to: a. was dark as my shut eyes b. and where I ate bitter seed and became ripe c. and from which my mother would never take me wholly back, though she wept and walked the earth and made the bearded ears of barley wither on their stalks and the blasted flowers drop from their sepals d. is called by some men hell and others love e. all of the above (Applause) So, my latest book is called "Olives", a little bit of my life in Greece, I guess, in a sense. I've wanted this black figure scene of the olive harvest probably because it's also a sort of a contemporary scene. It's not like olive picking has changed hugely in its methodology over the centuries, but the press wanted to put a cover with sort of 'William Morrisy' wallpaperish, you know, olives and leaves, and I said that's great if you're selling shampoo or something, but the thing I wanted olives as a title, because I'm really intrigued also with the letters O-L-I-V-E-S, because it's also o-lives. So I've enjoyed playing around with that. So there's a little poem on the back cover called "Olives", and each line is playing if not with the letters, then with the sounds that make up "olives". Some of them might cheat a little bit, "olives" Is love so evil? Is Eve? Lo, love vies, evolves. I lose selves, sylphs of loose Levi’s, sieve oil of vile sloe. Love sighs, slives. O veils of voile, so sly, so suave. O lives, soil sleeves, I love so I solve. (Applause) And I’ll close with this poem "Ultrasound". Certainly having a child is scary in its own way and interesting and exciting. What butterfly -- Brain, soul, or both -- Unfurls here, pallid As a moth? (Listen, here's Another ticker, Counting under Mine, and quicker.) In this cave What flickers fall, Adumbrated On the wall? Spine like beads Strung on a wire, Abacus Of our desire, Moon-face where Two shadows rhyme, Two moving hands That tell the time. I am the room The future owns, The darkness where It grows its bones. (Applause) I was asked in one of the interviews, "What is the thing you created that takes the most courage and that you're proudest of?" And without even thinking I said "my children". Thank you, (Greek: sopoli)

Early life and education

Richard Stallings was born in Ogden, Utah to Howard and Elizabeth (née Austin) Stallings in 1940. Richard was raised in Ogden along with his younger sister, Marilyn. He grew up active in Scouting, earning the rank of Eagle Scout at age 16, and a year later the Silver Award.[1] Stallings is a graduate of the Ben Lomond High School class of 1958. He served as a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in New Zealand from 1960 to 1962. He earned a Bachelor of Science in history and political science from Weber State College, then went on to earn a Master of Science in history from Utah State University, having fulfilled a portion of his Master's studies at Colorado College.

Career

Stallings taught history at Ricks College in Rexburg, Idaho from 1969 until his election to Congress in 1984.

U.S. House of Representatives

Idaho Democrats nominated Stallings to challenge four-term Republican incumbent George Hansen in 1982, but he lost in the general election. In 1984, after Hansen was censured by the House of Representatives, Stallings defeated him in a hotly contested race by fewer than 200 votes. [2] Despite representing a heavily Republican district, Stallings was re-elected three times.

A conservative Democrat, Stallings unexpectedly received three votes for the presidential nomination from anti-abortion delegates at the 1988 Democratic National Convention.[3]

Senate campaign

Stallings was the Democratic nominee in 1992 for an open seat in the United States Senate, but lost to Dirk Kempthorne, the popular two-term mayor of Boise.

Clinton administration

In 1993, Stallings was appointed United States Nuclear Waste Negotiator by President Bill Clinton and served in that capacity until the office was eliminated in early 1995.

Later career

Stallings attempted to win his old House seat back in 1998, but was defeated by state house Speaker Mike Simpson of Blackfoot in the general election. The seat was open, as three-term incumbent Mike Crapo successfully ran for an open seat in the U.S. Senate.

After leaving Congress, Stallings later served as executive director of the Pocatello Neighborhood Housing Services and later on the Pocatello, Idaho, City Council from 2001 to December 20, 2007.[4]

Idaho Democratic Party Chair

In 2005, Stallings won election[5] as chairman of the Idaho Democratic Party. Stallings was re-elected state Democratic chair in 2007. Stallings resigned on December 20, 2007.[6]

2014 congressional campaign

On March 14, 2014, Stallings filed to run as the Democratic candidate for his old U.S. House seat in Idaho's Second Congressional District.[7] He was the Democratic nominee after the uncontested primary election,[8] but was defeated by Simpson in the general election.[9]

Personal life

Stallings and his first wife, Ranae Garner, met while classmates at Weber State College.[10] The couple were married in 1963 in the Salt Lake Temple in a ceremony officiated by Spencer W. Kimball.

References

Public Domain This article incorporates public domain material from the Biographical Directory of the United States Congress

  1. ^ "Richard Stallings Scouting Credentials". Retrieved 2019-08-06.
  2. ^ Sawyer, Kathy (November 22, 1984). "Democrat Declared Winner Over Rep. Hansen in Idaho". The Washington Post. Retrieved January 8, 2023.
  3. ^ Staff, Special Collections. "Richard H. Stallings Biography, Idaho State University Library". libpublic2.eol.isu.edu. Retrieved 2017-04-15.
  4. ^ release, Idaho Democratic Party press. "Bannock County Democrats to host Richard Stallings Banquet". Idaho State Journal. Retrieved 2017-04-15.
  5. ^ release, Idaho Democratic Party press. "Bannock County Democrats to host Richard Stallings Banquet". Idaho State Journal. Retrieved 2017-04-15.
  6. ^ Robinson, Jeff. "Richard Stallings Resigns as State Democratic Party Chair". Archived from the original on 2008-08-01. Retrieved 2007-12-22.
  7. ^ "Idaho Secretary of State 2014 Final Primary List of Declared Candidates" (PDF). Retrieved 2014-03-14.
  8. ^ "Statewide Totals". www.sos.idaho.gov. Retrieved 2017-04-15.
  9. ^ "Statewide Totals". www.sos.idaho.gov. Retrieved 2017-04-15.
  10. ^ "Ranae Stallings Obituary". Legacy.com. Retrieved 2019-08-06.

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January 4, 1985 – January 5, 1993
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Under President Bill Clinton

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Preceded by Democratic Party nominee, U.S. Senator (Class 3) from Idaho
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