Spotlight series #124 : Gregory Crosby

The one hundred and twenty-fourth in my monthly "spotlight" series, each featuring a different poet with a short statement and a new poem or two, is now online, featuring Brooklyn poet and editor Gregory Crosby.

The first eleven in the series were attached to the Drunken Boat blog, and the series has so far featured poets including Seattle, Washington poet Sarah Mangold, Colborne, Ontario poet Gil McElroy, Vancouver poet Renée Sarojini Saklikar, Ottawa poet Jason Christie, Montreal poet and performer Kaie Kellough, Ottawa poet Amanda Earl, American poet Elizabeth Robinson, American poet Jennifer Kronovet, Ottawa poet Michael Dennis, Vancouver poet Sonnet L’Abbé, Montreal writer Sarah Burgoyne, Fredericton poet Joe Blades, American poet Genève Chao, Northampton MA poet Brittany Billmeyer-Finn, Oji-Cree, Two-Spirit/Indigiqueer from Peguis First Nation (Treaty 1 territory) poet, critic and editor Joshua Whitehead, American expat/Barcelona poet, editor and publisher Edward Smallfield, Kentucky poet Amelia Martens, Ottawa poet Pearl Pirie, Burlington, Ontario poet Sacha Archer, Washington DC poet Buck Downs, Toronto poet Shannon Bramer, Vancouver poet and editor Shazia Hafiz Ramji, Vancouver poet Geoffrey Nilson, Oakland, California poets and editors Rusty Morrison and Jamie Townsend, Ottawa poet and editor Manahil Bandukwala, Toronto poet and editor Dani Spinosa, Kingston writer and editor Trish Salah, Calgary poet, editor and publisher Kyle Flemmer, Vancouver poet Adrienne Gruber, California poet and editor Susanne Dyckman, Brooklyn poet-filmmaker Stephanie Gray, Vernon, BC poet Kerry Gilbert, South Carolina poet and translator Lindsay Turner, Vancouver poet and editor Adèle Barclay, Thorold, Ontario poet Franco Cortese, Ottawa poet Conyer Clayton, Lawrence, Kansas poet Megan Kaminski, Ottawa poet and fiction writer Frances Boyle, Ithica, NY poet, editor and publisher Marty Cain, New York City poet Amanda Deutch, Iranian-born and Toronto-based writer/translator Khashayar Mohammadi, Mendocino County writer, librarian, and a visual artist Melissa Eleftherion, Ottawa poet and editor Sarah MacDonell, Montreal poet Simina Banu, Canadian-born UK-based artist, writer, and practice-led researcher J. R. Carpenter, Toronto poet MLA Chernoff, Boise, Idaho poet and critic Martin Corless-Smith, Canadian poet and fiction writer Erin Emily Ann Vance, Toronto poet, editor and publisher Kate Siklosi, Fredericton poet Matthew Gwathmey, Canadian poet Peter Jaeger, Birmingham, Alabama poet and editor Alina Stefanescu, Waterloo, Ontario poet Chris Banks, Chicago poet and editor Carrie Olivia Adams, Vancouver poet and editor Danielle Lafrance, Toronto-based poet and literary critic Dale Martin Smith, American poet, scholar and book-maker Genevieve Kaplan, Toronto-based poet, editor and critic ryan fitzpatrick, American poet and editor Carleen Tibbetts, British Columbia poet nathan dueck, Tiohtiá:ke-based sick slick, poet/critic em/ilie kneifel, writer, translator and lecturer Mark Tardi, New Mexico poet Kōan Anne Brink, Winnipeg poet, editor and critic Melanie Dennis Unrau, Vancouver poet, editor and critic Stephen Collis, poet and social justice coach Aja Couchois Duncan, Colorado poet Sara Renee Marshall, Toronto writer Bahar Orang, Ottawa writer Matthew Firth, Victoria poet Saba Pakdel, Winnipeg poet Julian Day, Ottawa poet, writer and performer nina jane drystek, Comox BC poet Jamie Sharpe, Canadian visual artist and poet Laura Kerr, Quebec City-area poet and translator Simon Brown, Ottawa poet Jennifer Baker, Rwandese Canadian Brooklyn-based writer Victoria Mbabazi, Nova Scotia-based poet and facilitator Nanci Lee, Irish-American poet Nathanael O'Reilly, Canadian poet Tom Prime, Regina-based poet and translator Jérôme Melançon, New York-based poet Emmalea Russo, Toronto-based poet, editor and critic Eric Schmaltz, San Francisco poet Maw Shein Win, Toronto-based writer, playwright and editor Daniel Sarah Karasik, Ottawa poet and editor Dessa Bayrock, Mahone Bay, Nova Scotia poet Alice Burdick, poet, writer and editor Jade Wallace, San Francisco-based poet Jennifer Hasegawa, California poet Kyla Houbolt, Toronto poet and editor Emma Rhodes, Canadian-in-Iowa writer Jon Cone, Edmonton/Sicily-based poet, educator, translator, researcher, editor and publisher Adriana Oniță, California-based poet, scholar and teacher Monica Mody, Ottawa poet and editor AJ Dolman, Sudbury poet, critic and fiction writer Kim Fahner, Canadian poet Kemeny Babineau, Indiana poet Nate Logan, Toronto poet and editor Michael Boughn, North Georgia poet and editor Gale Marie Thompson, award-winning poet Ellen Chang-Richardson, Montreal-based poet, professor and scholar of feminist poetics, Jessi MacEachern, Toronto poet and physician Dr. Conor Mc Donnell, San Francisco poet Micah Ballard, Montreal poet Misha Solomon, Ottawa writer and editor Mahaila Smith, American poet and asemic artist Terri Witek, Ottawa-based freelance editor and writer Margo LaPierre, Ottawa poet Helen Robertson, Oakville poet Mandy Sandhu, New Westminster, British Columbia poet Christina Shah, poet, critic, curator and former publisher Geoffrey Young, Calgary poet Anna Veprinska, American expat poet in London Katie Ebbit, Brooklyn poet Nada Gordon, Kingston poet Jason Heroux, Vancouver poet Scott Inniss, Lethbridge-based Brazil-born poet Carlos A. Pittella, Toronto-based Palestinian and Iraqi writer Hajer Mirwali, Calgary artist, poet and musician Kevin Stebner and Canadian-American writer, editor, and educator Suzanne Zelazo!
 
The whole series can be found online here.

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12 or 20 (second series) questions with Gregory Crosby

Gregory Crosby is the author of Walking Away from Explosions in Slow Motion and Said No One Ever, and the chapbooks Spooky Action at a Distance and The Book of Thirteen. His poetry has appeared in numerous journals, including Court Green, Epiphany, Copper Nickel, Leveler, Sink Review, Ping Pong, and Hyperallergic. In 2002, as a poetry consultant to the City of Las Vegas, he was instrumental in the creation of the Lewis Avenue Poets Bridge, a public art project in downtown Las Vegas. His dedicatory poem for the project, “The Long Shot,” was subsequently reproduced in bronze and installed in the park, and was included in the 2008 anthology Literary Nevada: Writings from the Silver State (University of Nevada Press). He is an Adjunct Assistant Professor at the John Jay College of Criminal Justice and teaches creative writing in the College Now program at Lehman College, City University of New York.

1 - How did your first book or chapbook change your life? How does your most recent work compare to your previous? How does it feel different?

My mother died six weeks before my first book was published so… That’s a change that’s difficult to put into words. My most recent work would, I hope, compare favorably to my previous work, but that’s not for me to judge; it doesn’t feel particularly different in form so much as content, as the last four years have washed over everything I write and seeped into all the cracks.

2 - How did you come to poetry first, as opposed to, say, fiction or non-fiction?

I am a failed fiction writer. For a long time, I was a freelance writer and critic; the grind of reviewing and producing features left no stamina for sustained prose writing, but a poem could appear in my mind and tumble out onto the page and be very close to a final draft in an hour or two. After a time, there were many, many poems and very few short stories, so I succumbed to the inevitable.

3 - How long does it take to start any particular writing project? Does your writing initially come quickly, or is it a slow process? Do first drafts appear looking close to their final shape, or does your work come out of copious notes?

It depends upon the project, though I don’t really think in terms of projects (most things conceived as “projects” sit, forlorn and wistful, in neglected Word docs). Poems come quickly, and are usually very close to their final shape—I’m a “first draft” writer in general.

4 - Where does a poem usually begin for you? Are you an author of short pieces that end up combining into a larger project, or are you working on a "book" from the very beginning?

A poem begins with a line. Or a title. And I’m always working on a “book,” somehow, whatever I’m writing.

5 - Are public readings part of or counter to your creative process? Are you the sort of writer who enjoys doing readings?

I enjoy doing readings because I think of them less as readings and more as performances. I will say that doing a reading over Zoom is, like most things, death by a thousand pixels.

6 - Do you have any theoretical concerns behind your writing? What kinds of questions are you trying to answer with your work? What do you even think the current questions are?

I’m more interested in better (or at least more intriguing) questions than in answers.

7 – What do you see the current role of the writer being in larger culture? Does s/he even have one? What do you think the role of the writer should be?

The role of the writer is 1) to write and 2) whatever that writer defines, for themselves, as their role should be. Although whenever I come across this question, I think of Hawthorne: “The ends of literature are, first, the pleasurable toil of writing; second, the gratification of one's family and friends; and, lastly, the solid cash.” (I suppose two out of three’s not bad.)

8 - Do you find the process of working with an outside editor difficult or essential (or both)?

Depends upon the editor. (Having been an editor myself, I am cursed with Strong Opinions about my own work.)

9 - What is the best piece of advice you've heard (not necessarily given to you directly)?

Pay attention.

10 - How easy has it been for you to move between genres (poetry to critical prose)? What do you see as the appeal?

I find it very easy; so easy that I tend these days to stick to poetry. I mostly gave up criticism when I realized that while I enjoyed thinking and writing about art, and rendering judgments about it, I no longer cared about winning arguments. I think a true critic cares deeply about winning arguments (or at the very least putting forth arguments that extend the discourse). When I write critical prose now it’s usually just to express my love (and mystification) about a work of art (usually a film). 

11 - What kind of writing routine do you tend to keep, or do you even have one? How does a typical day (for you) begin?

I keep no routine beyond constant reading and constant openness. I’ve found I accomplish more by simply setting loose goals (write about that this week) than following a strict structure (stop looking at Twitter, you haven’t done your hour today).

12 - When your writing gets stalled, where do you turn or return for (for lack of a better word) inspiration?

I no longer get stalled; if something’s not ready, I stop writing and turn my attention to one of my many obscure obsessions, knowing that whatever I’m waiting for will eventually return (if only I’d known this in my twenties…). I do occasionally, in moments of despair, have to remind myself what an artist’s life is—for that, I usually dip into Werner Herzog’s Guide for the Perplexed.

13 - What fragrance reminds you of home?

The petrichor of the Mojave Desert.

14 - David W. McFadden once said that books come from books, but are there any other forms that influence your work, whether nature, music, science or visual art?

Language comes from books, but the work comes from everything, absolutely everything.

15 - What other writers or writings are important for your work, or simply your life outside of your work?

Too many to recount. But John Berryman’s Dream Songs “saved my life” once, and Anne Carson showed me I could do anything at all in poetry. Also important: Camus, Arendt, William James, James Baldwin, and Beckett, always Beckett.

16 - What would you like to do that you haven't yet done?

Write a finished novel. I wrote a pulpish potboiler years ago and abandoned it four chapters before the end.

17 - If you could pick any other occupation to attempt, what would it be? Or, alternately, what do you think you would have ended up doing had you not been a writer?

I could have very easily been an actor, a director, a cartoonist, a librarian. What I really should have been is a conceptual artist; what I wish I could be, if I had any ability whatsoever, is a musician; what I might become, if I had an ounce of discipline, is a magician. 

18 - What made you write, as opposed to doing something else?

Fate? Sure, why not: fate.

19 - What was the last great book you read? What was the last great film?

As of last Sunday, John Le Carré’s Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy. The last great film I saw in a theater (alas) was Portrait of a Lady on Fire; the film I watched during this past pandemic year that most stays with me is The Vast of Night.

20 - What are you currently working on?

Sadly, inevitably, a manuscript that, so far, is a combination of poetry and prose about the pandemic (I know, I know).

12 or 20 (second series) questions;

Gregory Crosby, Said No One Ever

 

Catechism

To turn language into a hat upon
a table, & to lift it, revealing

neither the head nor tail of a coin,
but a solid block of ice. A miracle

of rare device. The endless hours of
patience, practice. The rabbit,

twitching in darkness, waiting
to be pulled into the light.

Who is the poet? One who re-enchants
the disenchanted. What is the poet?

The one who never reveals the secret.
When is the poet? During the moment

of misdirection. Where is the poet?
before your very eyes. Why is the poet?

I’ll tell you in just a minute,
but first: pick a card. Any card.

New York City poet Gregory Crosby’s second full-length poetry collection is Said No One Ever (Brooklyn NY: Brooklyn Arts Press, 2020), following on the heels of Walking Away from Explosions in Slow Motion (The Operating System, 2018), and the chapbooks Spooky Action at a Distance (The Operating System, 2014) and The Book of Thirteen (Yes Poetry, 2016). Crosby’s deceptively straightforward lyric narratives provide original takes and insights into familiar pop culture subject matter, writing out film and comic book characters with a freshness and sequence of twists that routinely subvert and rejuvenate. “Everything fades except its representation.” he writes, to open the poem “Lewis Avenue.” “I’m a river of gin flowing in search of a still, sour ocean of tonic. / Someone is asleep on the long shot.” Crosby’s lyrics are fiercely smart and self-aware, playing with image and entertainment culture through lines both subtle and striking in their originality, allowing for a quiet, strange humour and series of odd twists. “Hopelessness is a luxury.” he writes, to open “April, Fool.” “The day / I bought you violence for your furs I fell / completely, thrown under the omnibus.” The humour through Crosby’s poems are sly, less absurd than, say, Stuart Ross or Gary Barwin, but one that allows the slyness as one of the mechanisms that drives each poem forward. As he responds as part of a recent interview posted at The Rappahannock Review:

I have a weakness for odd or wacky titles that create some sort of expectation that the poem itself subverts, or that simply function as “grabbers.” I consider titles to be part of the poem as a whole, and I often write poems around a phrase that sounds like a good title; I have a very old and very long Word document filled with nothing but potential poem titles, which I turn to whenever a prompt is needed. “She Went Into the Lobby for a Box of Junior Mints” is, of course, a line from the Hüsker Dü song “Merry Eiffel Tower High” (from their 1986 album Candy Apple Grey). The preceding line is “She went into the movies/She’s been there ever since,” and recently, while sitting in a theater waiting for the film to start, I made the mistake of actually reading the ingredients on a box of Junior Mints and discovering that sugar came first, long before either chocolate or mint. I have, as many of us do, a complicated relationship to sugar, particularly with the history behind it; the poem is the result of thinking about those complications. Since that Hüsker Dü lyric always pops into my head whenever I’m at the movies, it was a short step to realizing that it would be a highly appropriate, allusive title for the poem I had in mind.