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Wednesday, November 30, 2022

12 or 20 (second series) questions with Garin Cycholl

Garin Cycholl’s
2022 novel, Rx, is a play on The Confidence-Man, a man practicing medicine without a license in a Dis-united States. His recent work has appeared in The Typescript, ACM, and The Dead Mule of Southern Literature.

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

My first book was an unpublished novel from the mid-1990s, The Kerry Way and the Pentecostal Counterculture.  It was a local exploration of the shifting political tide in the United States and the pervasive influence of whatever Christianity has become, set in rural Missouri.  I’ve never been able to finish it.  The book taught me that I have to work slowly and deliberately.  That experience helped the development of Blue Mound to 161, my first book-length poem.  The more deliberate pacing gave me time to invite more historical strands into the narrative as well as more space in which to re-imagine the work’s larger shape.

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

I always say that I’m a novelist disguised as a poet.  I like to work within an epic impulse—long poems that explore trajectories in American history and culture, blowing the local up and rethinking connections.  It’s what Charles Boer called the “annalic” impulse—working with a story that’s both epic and local in scope, while recovering the mythic qualities of figures in personal and common memory.  It propelled his great book, VarmintQ.

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?

I’m a sentence-writer, so it’s a laborious process.  A friend compares it to being a stone mason building a wall.  You pick up one stone after another, examine their shape and re-imagine their place within the wall.  You have to fit them in a process of trial and error to get the thing built.  The editing challenge is that often I’ve worked so long on some sentences that it’s difficult to shed them in the revision process.  I need a grade-school English teacher around to slap my knuckles.

4 - Where does a poem or work of fiction 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?

Lyric poems (and short stories) tend to be diversions when I’m stuck within a longer project.  I typically want to follow the fuller line of an idea.  I get distracted too easily as a writer.  I wish I had more of that obsessive impulse that carries projects to completion.  For instance, for years I’ve been piecing together a novel about a Thoreau ancestor who lives in a high-rise condo above the Lake in Chicago.  He keeps getting distracted from the Lake though, more focused on the microbes crawling through his colon.  Psychologically, I guess it’s a figure of my writing process that emerges there.

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

Readings can be fun, although the hierarchy that can be inherent in a lot of readings is annoying.  I prefer reading with others “bluegrass” style, trading licks one poem or paragraph after another, focusing on the writing rather than the voice.  I think that in jazz Ralph Ellison called it “antagonistic cooperation.”  More of a conversation than “I liked your poem.  Now what do you think about my poem?”

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 was a kid in the Nixon era so the shifts in American (writ large, in the sense of the Americas) politics are both horrifying and fascinating to me, the anxieties and narratives that late capital feeds on.  I grew up listening to a lot of distant radio (particularly from New York, Detroit, and Toronto), so I’m curious about the relationship between geographical space and culture there.  In school, I’ve tried to develop a grasp of the range of political developments in Latin America across the past decades.  In the United States, politics has devolved into root points of identification, often more about anxiety and psychological stasis than polis.  At present, I’m wondering if the whole Trump phenomenon simply reflects not only a racist impulse in American culture, but the situation of American men who felt ambiguous feelings or even outright hatred from their fathers.  That hatred offers a terrifying point of identification.  How else does one understand the “sons of Trump?”

7 – What do you see the current role of the writer being in larger culture? Do they even have one? What do you think the role of the writer should be?

Kurt Vonnegut once wrote that the communal place of writers was to recall and retell the common stories.  Of course, writers have been displaced in contemporary culture by other “tellers”—TV, Hollywood, and now, streaming services.  Vonnegut claimed that this situation left writers with only one place in the culture—getting drunk at weddings and dancing on tables.  I gravitate towards that communal role.  It’s seems essential.  I’m continually amazed by the great writers who offer a means of re-imagining the world around me—writers like Rebecca Solnit, Ed Roberson, Dan Egan, Cecilia Vicuña, and the late Muriel Rukeyser.  All writers who remind me about the “roads that lead back into my own country.”

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

I’ve rarely had challenging experiences with editors.  Work always feels like “another rough draft” to me, so it’s generally an easy process to embrace revisions.  That said, I feel funny asking friends, “Hey, would you give this a read and let me know what you think?”  Great readers are perhaps even more rare than great editors.

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

Michael Anania: Great writers rarely appear by themselves; they more often appear in groups.  His words and teaching have fostered a generous, collaborative spirit in workshops and friendships. 

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

I need to work between poetry, fiction, essay, and script as a means of working out challenges and impasse in projects.  Script-writing has influenced the way in which I imagine characters.  Narrative forms have impacted my sense of lyric play in poems.   Adaptation between genres has offered me a means of revision.  Translation offers a means of inhabiting someone else’s thinking.

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?

A great deal of my work gets done in the margins and back pages of books.  I string together sentences and paragraphs in those spaces as a means of starting more sustained pieces.  That process generally avoids the dread “blinking cursor” for me.  I used to write a lot in the early mornings, but that time has generally been absorbed by teaching online.  I miss that open space.

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

I’ve been fortunate to avoid prolonged stalls by moving between genres.  If I’m stuck on an essay or fiction, I’ll work on a poem or review.  Reimagining fiction passages as scenes on stage or screen helps, too.   

13 - What fragrance reminds you of home?

Honeysuckle, wet sneakers, and chlorine.

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?

Maps, memory and place.  The Illinois poems (Blue Mound to 161, Hostile Witness, The Bonegatherer, and the forthcoming prairied) all get their impulse from one stretch of road or another.  I traveled a lot by car and those glimpses from the windshield (and the parallel mapped lines) are always close at hand.

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

In terms of poetic voice and impulse, Michael Anania, Rosmary Waldrop, Ed Roberson, and Barbara Guest have been significant in my work.  For fictional terrain, Bonnie Jo Campbell, Barry Hannah, and William Gay.  I also still really love Jane Smiley’s A Thousand Acres and Robert Schenkkan’s The Kentucky Cycle.

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

A socio-cultural or political biography of a Chicago figure.

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 worked in pastoral ministry and Hospice chaplaincy for twenty years before moving solely into teaching and writing.  I enjoyed the range of that work—maintaining a communal center, counseling, teaching, and of course, getting some time each week to say what was on my mind.

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

My only means of making sense of things.  I would be loathe to give up the conversation in reading and writing.

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

I really loved Meghan Lamb’s Failure to Thrive.  Really strong Rust Belt storytelling.  In terms of poetry, I was struck by Ed Roberson’s To See the Earth Before the End of the World and Sylvia Legris’s Garden Physic.  Also, I recently watched Cecilia Vicuña’s films in the retrospective on her work at the Guggenheim.  Short pieces on quipu knots, sound, and seashore.

20 - What are you currently working on?

A review of Vladimir Sorokin’s Telluria, holy war and hallucinogens in post-Putin Russia.  I’m also trying to find traction on a Chicago mystery and some love poems from a surveilled city.

12 or 20 (second series) questions;

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

12 or 20 (second series) questions with John M. Bennett



John M. Bennett [photo credit: C Mehrl Bennett] has published over 400 books and chapbooks of poetry and other materials.  Among the most recent are rOlling COMBers (Potes & Poets Press); MAILER LEAVES HAM (Pantograph Press); LOOSE WATCH (Invisible Press); CHAC PROSTIBULARIO (with Ivan Arguelles; Pavement Saw Press); HISTORIETAS ALFABETICAS (Luna Bisonte Prods); PUBLIC CUBE (Luna Bisonte Prods); THE PEEL (Anabasis Press); GLUE (xPress(ed)); LAP GUN CUT (with F. A. Nettelbeck; Luna Bisonte Prods);  INSTRUCTION BOOK (Luna Bisonte Prods); la M al (Blue Lion Books); CANTAR DEL HUFF (Luna Bisonte Prods); SOUND DIRT (with Jim Leftwich; Luna Bisonte Prods); BACKWORDS (Blue Lion Books); NOS (Redfox Press); D RAIN B LOOM (with Scott Helmes; xPress(ed)); CHANGDENTS (Offerta Speciale); L ENTES (Blue Lion Books); NOS (Redfoxpress); SPITTING DDREAMS (Blue Lion Books); ONDA (with Tom Cassidy; Luna Bisonte Prods); 30 DIALOGOS SONOROS (with Martín Gubbins; Luna Bisonte Prods); BANGING THE STONE (WITH Jim Leftwich; Luna Bisonte Prods); FASTER NIH (Luna Bisonte Prods); RREVES (Editions du Silence); NEOLIPIC (Argotist); LAS CABEZAS MAYAS/MAYA HEADS (Luna Bisonte Prods); BALAM MALAB (Logan Elm Press); LA VISTA GANCHA (Luna Bisonte Prods); THE SOCK SACK/UNFINISHED FICTIONS/MORE INSERTS (with Richard Kostelanetz; Luna Bisonte Prods); T ICK TICK TIC K (Chalked Editions and White Sky Books); THIS IS VISUAL POETRY (This is Visual Poetry); EL HUMO LETRADO: POESÍA EN ESPAÑOL (Chalk Editions; 2nd ed. White Sky Books); ZABOD (Tonerworks); TEXTIS GLOBBOLALICUS (3 vols.; mOnocle-Lash Anti-Press); NITLATOA (Luna Bisonte Prods); OHIO GRIMES AND MISTED MEANIES (with Ben Bennett, Bob Marsh, Jack Wright; Edgetone Records); SUMO MI TOSIS (White Sky Books); CORRESPONDENCE 1979-1983 (with Davi Det Hompson; Luna Bisonte Prods); THE GNAT’S WINDOW (Luna Bisonte Prods); DRILLING FOR SUIT MYSTERY (with Matthew T. Stolte; Luna Bisonte Prods); OBJECT OBJET (with Nicolas Carras; Luna Bisonte Prods); CARAARAC & EL TÍTULO INVISIBLE (Luna Bisonte Prods); LIBER X (Luna Bisonte Prods; CUITLACOCHTLI (Xexoxial Editions); BLOCK (Luna Bisonte Prods); THE STICKY SUIT WHIRS (Luna Bisonte Prods); SOLE DADAS & PRIME SWAY (Luna Bisonte Prods); and LA CHAIR DU CENOTE (Fidel Anthelme X).  He has published, exhibited and performed his word art worldwide in thousands of publications and venues.  He was editor and publisher of LOST AND FOUND TIMES (1975-2005), and is Curator of the Avant Writing Collection at The Ohio State University Libraries.  Richard Kostelanetz has called him “the seminal American poet of my generation”.  His work, publications, and papers are collected in several major institutions, including Washington University (St. Louis), SUNY Buffalo, The Ohio State University, The Museum of Modern Art, and other major libraries.  His PhD (UCLA 1970) is in Latin American Literature. 

1 - How did your first book change your life? How does your most recent work compare to your previous? How does it feel different?
It’s hard to say how any of my books changed my life, because I don’t know how my life would have been without them.  It’s probably better to think that my life changed my books.  Or that both processes were present.  Every book or period has been different, once I’ve worked in a particular mode for a while, I get bored, and do something different.  That is, my life/writing are in constant evolution/change.  So over the years, from my first work to my present, there have been major changes.

2 - How did you come to poetry first, as opposed to, say, fiction or non-fiction?
As a very young child I was fascinated with what seemed like a strange magical power in words and in their written manifestations.  So I spoke and wrote from that mind-set.  I didn’t know it was poetry; at first I didn’t know there was such a thing as poetry.  In a lot of ways what I wrote then and what I write today isn’t poetry at all.  Whatever it is, it’s something I very much need to do.  I actually spend more time reading fiction and history than poetry.

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 takes about 1 second or less to start.  Usually.  But overall, there have been instances in which all of the above would apply.  Generally, these days, I start right off with no fuss, and do some revising, usually all on the same day.  Almost always, when I start writing, my first impression is that what I’m writing is some kind of awkward cornball crap.  I’ve learned to ignore that feeling; it’s probably a kind of illusion created by a feeling that some what I’ve written in the past was pretty good and that it would be impossible to come up with something new as good as that.  Of course, for all I know some of it, at least, is awkward cornball crap. 

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?
All of the above, often simultaneously.

5 - Are public readings part of or counter to your creative process? Are you the sort of writer who enjoys doing readings?
When I started doing extensive public readings/performances in the late 1970’s, I learned a lot about the sounds and rhythms of language.  I had been an actor in college and afterward, and I found that performing my poems from that mind-set made a lot of sense.  I know it affected how I write.  The text has to work for a speaking voice.  As well as in all the others ways a text needs to work.

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?
My writing is a way of trying to understand the world and to understand myself in that world.  Theoretical concerns don’t interest me.

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 varies enormously depending on the culture.  The poet in Latin America has a very different place than he does in North America, for example.  I don’t think there’s a “should” in this; the poet’s “role” is what it is; it’s not something he or she, as a poet, has much control over.

8 - Do you find the process of working with an outside editor difficult or essential (or both)?
Usually it’s useful and interesting.  Maybe only once or twice in my life have I found it annoying.  It’s not essential for what I do, but it can have some value.

9 - What is the best piece of advice you've heard (not necessarily given to you directly)?
It’s only poetry.  (This is advice I give myself.)  Cf. no. 3 above if you feel that what you’re writing is awkward cornabll crap.

10 - How easy has it been for you to move between genres (text work to visual/concrete to sound works to critical prose)? What do you see as the appeal?
Very easy.  Since I’m not so much interested in “poetry” as in how language works to help me know things, it feels completely natural to work with it in all kinds of contexts.  More than a poet, I’m a “language artist” perhaps.

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 write all the time, in different contexts and at different times.  The important thing is to keep doing it, even if you don’t quite feel like it at a particular moment.  Do it anyway.

12 - When your writing gets stalled, where do you turn or return for (for lack of a better word) inspiration?
I’ve never had that problem.

13 - What fragrance reminds you of home?
Garlic simmering in olive oil.

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?
All of those and many more.

15 - What other writers or writings are important for your work, or simply your life outside of your work?
I can’t imagine a life where the ONLY thing I did was “be a writer”.  I’ve had, and still have, quite a rich life in many arenas other than literature.  That life provides the form(s) from which I can write.  As far as compiling the list of other writers that are important to me...  I’ve done that many times, and tire of it; I always forget some names.  There are many.  Let me just say that many of them come from Latin America, which relates to the fact that much of what I have written in recent years has been in Spanish.

16 - What would you like to do that you haven't yet done?
I’ll know when I’ve done it!

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?
An archaeologist, a musician, a cook?

18 - What made you write, as opposed to doing something else?
Beats me.  I think it’s part of my biology.  Sometimes I say that I write in order to have something I really want to read: there’s some truth in that.

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

20 - What are you currently working on?
Poems, visual poems, performances, recordings, photography, etc.  In terms of “poetry”, it seems I’m working on a 3rd volume in what may be a trilogy, the first 2 volumes of which are LIBER X and OLVIDOS, published by Luna Bisonte Prods in 2012 and 2013 respectively. 

John M. Bennett
December 2013

Friday, February 10, 2012

12 or 20 questions (second series) with Sarah Mangold

Sarah Mangold is the author of Household Mechanics (New Issues, selected by C. D. Wright) and the forthcoming Electrical Theories of Femininity (Pavement Saw, Transcontinental Poetry Award). Her most recent chapbooks include An Antenna Called the Body (Little Red Leaves, Textile Editions), I Meant To Be Transparent (forthcoming Little Red Leaves e/editions), and the newly-released Cupcake Royale (above/ground press). She has been awarded residencies at the Djerassi Resident Artists Program, The MacDowell Colony, and The Virginia Center for the Creative Arts as well as an Individual Artist Award from the Seattle Arts Commission. From 2000-2009 she edited Bird Dog, a print journal of innovative writing and art and currently co-edits, FLASH + CARD, a poetry chapbook and ephemera press. 

1 - How did your first book change your life? How does your most recent work compare to your previous? How does it feel different?
My first book, Household Mechanics, is a shortened version of my MFA thesis so it felt very validating to have the work accepted in the larger world. And, to have it selected by one of my favorite poets, C. D. Wright, was an even bigger ego boost. More about my first book experience at Every Other Day with Kate Greenstreet. My current work is perhaps more “themey” around a central topic (technology/transmission of messages) which relates to my current reading interests but also seems like a logical progression.

2 - How did you come to poetry first, as opposed to, say, fiction or non-fiction?
I was one of those kids who always wrote, stories, poems, plays, whatever. In college I studied fiction writing and poetry but eventually poetry won out after one too many discussions with fiction teachers about why “nothing happened” in my stories.

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’s a slow process. I usually write in response to something I’m reading. Write, write, write in a journal for a month or so and then go back through and pick out the interesting sounding things to type up. I wait a couple weeks and then go back with fresh eyes to the typed up version and do another reduction, then I start working on a shape. I usually sketch ideas for the physical shape of the poem in the margins. The process takes awhile, months, sometimes years.

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?
Short pieces which morph into a longer project—usually a sustained reading over a couple years around a particular idea. At least so far it has worked that way.

5 - Are public readings part of or counter to your creative process? Are you the sort of writer who enjoys doing readings?
I am a very nervous reader, I probably stopped playing the cello (see below) because of the panic of performing but….I love listening to readings/talks I haven’t been able to attend. Addicted to Penn Sound and the Naropa Archives. I enjoy the social aspects of reading, meeting people interested in writing etc and I also appreciate the extra attention it requires of the work—the rethinking of timing and breath, how it will really work when saying it out loud to an audience.

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?
Questions for me are always: physical space of the page, utterance, women’s history, erasure

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?
Current role of the writer—to notice things, to record, to direct attention/remind, to ask what’s possible

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

I haven’t really worked with an outside editor outside of school but am currently working with David Baratier of Pavement Saw Press to edit my new book and it’s wonderful. He is a really good line editor and noticed many things I missed or sort of knew were off and we were able to make the poems tighter.

9 - What is the best piece of advice you've heard (not necessarily given to you directly)?
Wherever you go, there you are.

10 - 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 have an office job and carpool with my husband into work. His day starts earlier than mine so I spend about an hour every morning in a coffee shop near my office writing. On the weekends we both go to a local donut/coffee shop to read/write for a couple hours.

11 - When your writing gets stalled, where do you turn or return for (for lack of a better word) inspiration?
Barbara Guest, Beverly Dahlen, George Oppen, Lorine Neidecker, Joan Retallack, and for times of total despair, Michael Palmer’s Sun.

12 - What fragrance reminds you of home?
Clinique’s Aromatics, my mom’s perfume.

13 - 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?
All of the above. I always listen to music while writing, lots of song lyric fragments in my poems.

14 - What other writers or writings are important for your work, or simply your life outside of your work?
People who make me say YES! Burning Deck, Little Red Leaves, Fact-Simile, Chax, Litmus, anyone with a small press, everyone involved in Portland’s Spare Room Collective reading series and the (now defunct) Seattle Subtext Collective, David Wolach’s PRESS activities at Evergreen College, the instructors and poets I worked with at San Francisco State.

15 - What would you like to do that you haven't yet done?
I’d like to be home enough to have a dog. Our cat might have a different opinion about that.

16 - 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?
Cellist—I did both equally into my mid-20s. I stopped playing the cello for a year and I was ok; I stopped writing for a year and it wasn’t ok—that’s how I decided.

17 - What made you write, as opposed to doing something else?
I don’t think I had a choice—writing was always there and once I found out you could actually go to school to study creative writing I was hooked.

18 - What was the last great book you read? What was the last great film?
Greatness is tricky—I’m reading the new and old Joan Didion, pretty great. And I saw the new Muppet Movie, also great if great = happiness.

19 - What are you currently working on?
I’m working on the final edits for my new book, Electrical Theories of Femininity, out next Fall from Pavement Saw. My newest work appears to be headed away from the technological cyborg and into the creation of monster.

12 or 20 (second series) questions;

Saturday, August 30, 2008

ongoing notes: late August, 2008

Did you see my little piece on Shawna Lemay's Capacious Hold-All blog? With clever photos and everything, taken by Charles Earl (I have more in the same series up on facebook); or this photo series, when Kate & I were on the farm for the long weekend. I've been working other series there as well, this one with people and this one with Ottawa stories I think I know. Or various upcoming events here and here and here and here? What else can I tell you?

Ottawa ON: Ottawa poet Sandra Ridley [see my earlier note on her poetry here], originally from Saskatchewan, has finally seen copies of her first poetry chapbook, Lift: Ghazals for C. (Saskatoon SK: JackPine Press, 2008). Beautifully produced with linocut and block prints by Eric Slankis, this tightly-knit twelve-part ghazal is composed for a family member, as she writes in the back, "[…] Carolyn who died in 1958, two weeks before her second birthday."

Falling into the hours of an April morning,
a weakening, a decline toward the expected.

A verbal lament is apology disguised as faith
& what's left of a family remains cause & effect.

Children sit quiet around the table. Listen.
A robin with every note sings only one song.

All that we do is told in minutes.
A kind question is the reason for asking.

Dear C., where have your photos gone?
Who took them away from the album?

Ridley has been quietly publishing for the past couple of years in various places, with one poem there, one poem here, so it's good to finally see something a bit longer, larger. When will someone finally take her poetry manuscript so we can finally see more?

The Ottawa launch for such is scheduled for September 13 at The Carleton Tavern [see the notice here]. Hopefully there will still be copies of the chapbook left by the time it happens.

Cleveland OH: Selected as the 2007-2008 winner of The Pavement Saw Press Chapbook Award is Noah Eli Gordon's Acoustic Experience (Ohio: Pavement Saw, 2008). A poet who predominantly seems to work in longer forms, this small chapbook of prose and poetry sequences that seamlessly blend together into an intriguing small unit of poems, with the occasional single piece included as well.

Scorched Anecdote

What begins an accrual of weak electrical impulses
ends as scales practiced on the library steps

Notes rise. Days rise. I rise, then Sara rises
The carpenter bee understands nothing of helicopters
The helicopter pilot understands bees perfectly

Salvage from declaratives vulnerability
Salvage Monica from Travis, Eric from Juliette
From Mike salvage Julie & Sara from me

Lettuce on paper, blackberry juice on the words:
"we’re this & we're that aren’t we?"

The author of six trade poetry collections, including a collaboration with poet Joshua Marie Wilkinson [see his 12 or 20 questions here] and artist Noah Saterstrom, Denver, Colorado poet Noah Eli Gordon [see his 12 or 20 questions here], what really struck was the little essay he wrote on his own work, that has managed to turn my own writing off into a whole slew of other directions.

An Old Poem Embedded In A Final Thought on the Airplane

About five years ago, I wrote a short poem called "Yesterday I Named a Dead Bird Rebecca". The title came to me while in Florida visiting family. Going for a short walk, I passed the carcass of a crow swarming with small flies. There was something so repugnant about this particular dead animal that, although oddly aware of its lack of any sort of odor, I was, nonetheless, overcome by a strong, debilitating nausea, one which I suspect arose simply from the smell I imagined the bird to have. The poem reads:

were a defused heart
wintering the clock

time kept
by counting birds

I'd call flight
a half-belief in air

a venomous lack
when the ticking is less so

What could be more obvious than that this poem transposes its prepositional way of understanding gravity into the structure of its own identity? Something that lies beyond its lone sentence speaks to me now as the kind of nostalgia one feels upon watching an airplane pass overhead. It means making distance disappear.

Still, it's hard to get a sense of Gordon's work in such a small form, nearly constraining what his poems usually want to do, barely able to get into the full stretch of what they are capable of. Does that mean that Gordon is best seen, instead, in the form of full trade collections?

Vancouver BC: I would have to say that blewointmentbooks (an imprint of Nightwood Editions) is quickly establishing itself as a small publisher producing some of the most important poetry books in the country these days [see my reviews of earlier titles by Matthew Holmes, Jay MillAr and on bill bissett], with poetry titles (unlike some other publishers that I could mention) that aren’t just replicating the same old forms, but instead pushing them further ahead. Along those lines, Rita Wong’s Forage (2007) [see her 12 or 20 questions here] moves through a cultural consideration of her immediate and further out, rippling into the world, commenting on “impassive rants against the abuses of power.” The language of her writing puts her on a list of Canadians such as Donato Mancini, Christine Stewart, Natalie Stephens, ryan fitzpatrick, and Jeff Derksen, working through language itself as a political act.

offering

faith hides in little pockets like the heart
& the throat. born with a serious streak
the width of an altar, i climb the stairs in
that first home, the zhi ma wu, black
sesame childhood sweet, squeeze soya
beans in a rough white cotton bag, hold
my mother’s workworn hands. what do
any of these small gestures mean
except that they have carried me
into now? shadows in the corner.
dust on the shelves & in the blood. an
archival endeavour, let the fragments
stand together, make us larger than the
sum of the individuals. float from
quote to quote, to shore the body of
a man with hairy legs, a mi’kmaq
woman with dark hair who curls into
the sheets like a child, a gay boy who
made the best damn bannock i’ve ever
tasted. there’s no justice for him to die.
ground to push against: red earth,
bloody earth, stolen earth. what the pen
takes, the throat can return.

Unfortunately, it’s difficult to replicate the handwritten script that frames the poem “offering,” including “who wants sludge from the wealthy?” And then there is the first part of the poem “for Lee Kyung Hae / Korean farmer / martyred in Cancun / (1947 - 2003)” that reads:

WTO
smashes rice farmers into
the enduring earth

but your sacrifice
invokes capitalism’s fall
so earth resurges

gift economy
socialism’s red fist unclench
open palm stories

It seems interesting, too, that her poems of ruination and “abuses of power” comes framed with a cover photograph of a mound of trash, specifically computer motherboards; American poet Juliana Spahr’s this connection of everyone with lungs (2005) [see my review of such here; see her 12 or 20 here], a collection of 9/11 poems, also features an image of a garbage dump on the cover, thus heightening the suggestion of ruination. Is this what we are doing to ourselves? Is this all we are building, in the end, and will have left?