Showing posts with label Delete Press. Show all posts
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Friday, March 25, 2022

Lori Anderson Moseman, DARN

 

this boat wouldn’t survive the Kootenai before or after the Libby damn

this boat tries not to carry tremolite-actinolite from vermiculite mined

            by Grace where Cobbler’s great granddaughter clerked

                                    400 dead to date from asbestosis

this boat tries to contain neither the shotgun nor the story of suicide

                        nor the non-viable evidence that it was not murder

                                                the Cobbler’s granddaughter gone

this boat contains whatnot and ecological thought all partial and mortal

                                                            oh lift us up up up to soar (“there’s a hole, dear lyre”)

I’m fascinated by American poet Lori Anderson Moseman’s assemblage of text and image, the poetry collection DARN (Delete press, 2021). DARN is composed as a gathering of sentences, phrases and images patched and stitched and sewn together into a kind of lyric quilt. There are elements here reminiscent of the work of Kemptville, Ontario poet Chris Turnbull, utilizing a blend of photograph and text, although Turnbull’s work is more of a 3-D whole that includes text, whereas Moseman works very much in the lyric mode, utilizing fragment and photograph, as well as text, as structural elements of her lyric framework. I am reminded, instead, of some of the visual stitchwork of Erín Moure, photographs of stitched pages, elements of Toronto poet Kate Siklosi’s visual poems, or even the collage-effects of the poems of Susan Howe, the image of one line layering atop another. Moseman’s work also includes echoes of Perth, Ontario Phil Hall’s work, attuned to the precision of the physical lyric and the physical object, offering a particular reverence, with each object and phrase resonating off each other. “if infinitesimal text,” she writes, as part of the opening section, “from ‘The Little Man from Nuremberg’ could each us tolerance //// perhaps we have the tools we need        to house       Syrians camped // in Jordan waiting for world powers to broker a temporary peace // not pictured an Egyptian Copt selling vintage santas on a seashore // flea market in California to earn money to help refugees in Lebanon [.]” She writes of world events and local gestures, the impact of each deeply felt upon the other. I like the way her lyric simultaneously leans into the memoir, the essay and threads of history, weaving multiple approaches together into a singular, quilted structure of deeply-felt, and deeply-considered, offerings:

not pictured      tattooed neighbor
slamming trashcan lids
“I survived the camps”

 

 

not pictured    a friend
tribunal’s translator ushering
a shaking woman

out of the war crime courtroom
the yet-to-be regurgitated

rape rattling each bone

 

 

this is voice    this is voice

 

 

not the tool that bore the holes
not the tool that smoothed the edge
not the thread beings spun

the need for payment
the thirst under adornment

The structure of the book is segmented into sections, the first of which, “DARN,” includes the extended structures “there’s a hole, dear lyre” and “there’s a glitch, dear orbit,” and “OH WELL,” made up of the extended sequence “shoot.” There is such a physicality to her lyric, one that weaves together sewing, text, photographs and legal text, archives and story-excerpts and even patents. “darners like pie tins like baskets                        carry great distances / buffer zone,” she writes, in a couplet that is set on the page to read two possible ways: “darners like pie tins like baskets / buffer zone / carry great distances.” The ebbs and flow of DARN simultaneously offer multiple ways of thinking, suggesting and being, and no answers, but an invitation to explore more than one perspective.

Although this is the first I’ve seen of her work, Moseman is the author of numerous titles including Cultivating Excess (The Eighth Mountain Press, 1992), Persona (Swank Books, 2003), Temporary Bunk (Swank Books, 2009), All Steel (Flim Forum Press, 2012), Flash Mob (Spuyten Duyvil, 2016), Light Each Pause (Spuyten Duyvil, 2017) and Y (The Operating System, 2019), as well as a collaboration with artist Karen Pava Randall, Full Quiver, from Propolis Press. I’m fascinated by the ways in which history, memoir, the archive and multiple other elements are folded into the lyric of DARN, incorporating into the larger structure, and even the larger narrative, of the book. Darn, she titles, playing off both the exclamation of frustration and the stitching together. Through her lyric quilt, Moseman offers a collection on what holds us, and what holds us together, and what might save, and even redeem, us yet.

Thursday, November 15, 2018

Julia Drescher, Open Epic



Hunting is about
The hunt meaning
Something & such
Force one more than one
Containing such as
More than one such
& such waiting on beasts
& are our means for
Hunting hares using
Hounds are for coursing
Out & horses & hunters
With knives &/or guns
For both gentle & dangerous
Ones such as
For deer for boar for bears in
Woods are still common
Enough wolves too could
Make the hunt
Last for several (“Hilda’s Hunting”)

Colorado poet and editor Julia Drescher’s debut full-length poetry title is Open Epic (Fort Collins CO: Delete Press, 2017), a sequence of poems constructed via fragments. Structured in four poem-sections – “Hilda’s Hunting,” “Open Epic,” “Hands Chalk the Walls” and “Plural Bell,” alongside the opening lyric poem “[through her]” – the poems in Open Epic are expansive and detailed, evasive and suggestive, as her opening poem begins: “through her // the emptying // forms [.]” There is a lot going on in this collection, and a great deal to admire. Really, one might say that Open Epic is entirely a book on form, as much as it is an epic poem moving through and across the story of Hilda, who, by the end of the first section:

Our HILDA perhaps

Our hiding heart bone begun warning


What rights of warren

Still thrilling what chase what viscera


Delicious our sad to say reports our

Foot festers brutal our aches all hour


Clicks or rattles that is to say

Whatever else              we had our


Hearts battered

No better HILDA


Monday, October 22, 2018

12 or 20 (second series) questions with David Hadbawnik


David Hadbawnik is a poet, translator, and medieval scholar. His Aeneid Books 1-6 was published by Shearsman Books in 2015. In 2012, he edited Thomas Meyer’s Beowulf (Punctum Books), and in 2011 he co-edited selections from Jack Spicer’s Beowulf for CUNY’s Lost and Found Document Series. He has published academic essays on poetic diction in English poetry from the medieval through early modern period, and is Assistant Professor of English at American University of Kuwait. His latest book, Holy Sonnets to Orpheus and Other Poems, was published by Delete Press in 2018.

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

Hardly at all, other than giving me the confidence that someone out there cared about my work. But that is to be expected given that the book, Ovid in Exile (Interbirth Books, 2007), was published by a small press as a labor of love. My most recent work, Holy Sonnets to Orpheus and Other Poems (Delete Press, 2018), builds on the translation practice I developed for Aeneid books 1-6 (Shearsman, 2015) and includes a free translation of some of Virgil’s Eclogues, responses to various “canonical” poems, and an extended sonnet sequence that plays off Donne’s Holy Sonnets and Rilke’s Sonnets to Orpheus. The practice became wilder and freer, and overall I just tried to have even more fun with it.

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

For a long time I was a fiction writer – my first short story, in second grade I think, was about a boy getting attacked by a robot as he walked home from school. And straight through high school and college, though I dabbled with poetry here and there, I focused on fiction. In my twenties I moved to San Francisco and began studying with Diane di Prima, and that was that.

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. Working on translation, say, of the Aeneid, is a very slow but satisfying process, because there I copy out the Latin and then rough out a translation, then write the “poem” version by hand in a different notebook, and finally type it into a document, editing and shaping along the way – so day by day, there are incremental but tangible results. For most of the poems in Holy Sonnets… I worked much more quickly, but it still helped to have some framework to start from, be it an actual translation or another poem I was responding to or a sense of sequence that I could plug into each day.

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?

After 20-plus years I still don’t know how to start a poem. It’s a mystery to me. As it should be, perhaps. Sometimes I consciously start a project and keep at it for a long time and then the whole thing falls apart and I have to move on. Other times I like to work from exercises, which can seem either fun or contrived, depending. And then, as they say, there are the poems that just sort of arise seemingly from nowhere and tell you where they want to go. My first book was kind of like that, but for the Virgil I had to make conscious decisions and sort of nudge it along. As I get older there is less of the sustained “inspiration”-type poetry but more of a comfort level and confidence that it’s actually headed somewhere.

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

There’s a huge sense of anxiety around readings for many of us – others’ as well as our own – and I’m not immune to that. I think if you let the anxiety take over it can be counter-productive, in the sense that you might find yourself trying to please a certain crowd or meet some imaginary standard. But in fact poems live to be heard, and it’s important to sort of air them out and get that living response. I enjoy doing readings because I’m confident in the work and over time I feel I’ve developed a way of performing the poems that does them justice. Living in the Middle East as I have for the past three years, I don’t get to do readings nearly as often as I’d like; I’ve only been able to do one reading for Aeneid after the full book came out, and two so far for the new book, but I would love to do more.

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?

Not at all, and in fact the theory I absorbed over ten years of grad school, while it was often fun and exhilarating to read, was detrimental to my poetry and had to be “unlearned” before I could pick up the thread and move forward. Having said that, I’m trying to discover ways to push at the concept of “translation.” As a medievalist, it’s striking to me that poets from previous ages didn’t really have these categories: “this is an original poem,” “this is a translation,” “this is an adaptation,” etc. There was just verse. You dipped into it and borrowed and shaped what you liked. So I guess the questions I’m grappling with – more trying to ask than answer – are “What is translation? Why do we need to think of something as a translation? What does it mean to divvy up poems into these categories?”

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?

I like what Lew Welch had to say; something like, “the poet’s job is to listen to the din of the tribe and make a song out of that.” And outside of First-world, Western culture, that’s still very much what poetry seems to be. It’s been lost in the noise of late capitalism for many of us, but that seems to me the job.

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

I’ve been blessed with editors who are very supportive and easy to work with. Since small-press poetry is, as previously mentioned, so often a labor of love, there’s a real opportunity for poets to be involved in the editing, design, and even marketing process of a book as it’s made. Besides engaging with editors in the area of content, I’ve enjoyed having input on the latter elements of the process. As someone who’s been on the “editor” side of things, I really appreciate when a poet I’m working with embraces that role. What you are entering into when you agree to publish with someone is a relationship, and it goes both ways; the poems don’t magically appear in the world after they’re written. So for example with Jared Schickling and Crane Giamo at Delete Press for Holy Sonnets, I suggested an artist to provide the cover image, solicited the art from him, and had a really productive back-and-forth with the editors as the book went through the editing and design process, discussing everything from typeface to page breaks to the dimensions of the book to the cover design.

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

Diane di Prima says that a writer is someone who writes. This simple but profound statement completely removes the need for validation beyond one’s own relationship to the writing, and gives infinite permission to experiment, write badly, mess up, and start over as one learns the craft.

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

It’s terribly difficult and I find that I am a “one thing at a time” type of writer. If I’m writing a critical essay then chances are I will have to submit to that process until it’s over. I see little distinction between poetry and translation, so that’s easier, but still by and large it’s one project at a time. The appeal of moving between genres is that different topics require different modes of attention and thus different forms, so one does well to keep fluent in them as much as possible.

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 day begins if possible with a run. Being in the desert, that usually means the gym, but I run outside whenever and wherever possible. This helps get the blood pumping, clears the mind, and sets the tone for the day. As for a writing routine, that’s tough, but I carry a small notebook wherever I go and I try to write something in it, no matter how brief, every single day. When working on the Aeneid translation I try to copy out and translate 15-20 lines per day, which I find is a good discipline and something I can do in the 30-45 minutes I have before the demands of the day rush in.

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

I go back to the basics and play games with words and just try to notice something in the world that takes me out of myself.

13 - What fragrance reminds you of home?

Mowed lawn.

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?

Different things at different times. For a long time it was jazz – the avant-garde music scene in the Bay Area during the late 90s / early aughts, along with the greats like John Coltrane, Grachan Moncur, Albert Ayler, et al. who influenced them; going to art museums and galleries in the great cities; just standing for hours on end looking at the Diego Rivera murals in the Detroit Institute of Art, where I spent so many days during college.

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

I am endlessly inspired by writers who translate / channel / “creatively adapt” older forms of literature. This really begins for me with Chaucer, who almost never writes something wholly original but is always making a new version of something, with a particular and often hilarious twist. If we’re talking contemporary writers, then Anne Carson, Patience Agbabi, Thomas Meyer, Christopher Logue… Just last week I came across a newish book by Peter O’Leary called The Sambo, a reworking of part of a Scandinavian epic, and I was blown away by it.

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

Write a novel. Record an album. Translate something wild and obscure from medieval Latin.

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?

Musician.

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

Lack of skill as a musician.

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

Book: Valis by Philip K. Dick, which wasn’t so much “great” as mind-blowingly weird. Film: Black Panther, which did a pretty good job of being a kick-ass action film that also packed a powerful message.

20 - What are you currently working on?

Since it’s summer, I’m trying to push through the last couple books of the Aeneid, while also catching up on various academic essays, despite my “one thing at a time” rule.