Three Micro-Reviews *
Rodney Koeneke
The Thorn, by David Larsen, exists in a prickly, unsettling space between the modern diss and the ancient curse, urban graffiti and antique inscription, that David Larsen’s staked out as uniquely his own. Printed poems exist alongside Sharpie scrawl, photographs, drawings of numbers, and renegade photocopies that take this book well beyond the run-of-the-mill poetry collection to suggest a deeper meditation on the nature of signs. Larsen leavens the history with huge dollops of humor–poems like “Fifty Pizzas,” “Bride of Pancakes,” “Death by Vanilla,” and “Charlton Heston Presents the Bible” are closer in attitude to Dr. Dre than Derrida–but the phantom limb of orality that haunts all our books pricks just as insistently for that. “Haunting” for once is maybe a good word to describe this collection, not for the sentimental pyrotechnics the term usually implies (expelling of breath at exquisite last line), but for Larsen’s ability to take writing back to its originary functions of magic, spell, imprecation, and invoker of unseen powers while keeping the idiom firmly America circa ‘06. For news that stays news on the fate of the word, you could do worse than turn to The Thorn.
BOOK INFO
The Thorn, David Larsen Faux Press, Paperback, pages $ . I S B N : ---
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Do you ever get those light scratches in your DVD that confuse the laser for a second, creating these weird halts and pixilations in the action? The poems in Drew Gardner’s Petroleum Hat do that with the standard lyric ‘I’, U.S. war culture, and the English language itself to create an experiment in sound that catches the unique squelch of America circa now. Gardner’s found a way to make poems that look fresh & new as an aerial view on Google Earth while tapping into the more familiar energies of pop culture. With titles like “The Indian Government is in the Band Gwar,” “A Copy of The Koran Written in Rootbeer,” “The US Is Turkey and Humanity,” “John Denver Wawa Shadow Puppet Government,” and (personal favorite) “Art Licker,” it’s hard to go wrong, and the innards are just as imaginative (“I’ll be the one flying the flaming fetus kites”). Petroleum Hat samples the insanity of the -hour media feed and puts it to work–for a change–for art. Protest too, via satire and absurdity, but also art. Gardner’s poems, in their wry outrageous way, are beautiful, full of an overloaded kind of st-century beauty I haven’t quite heard anywhere else. I came for the laughs but stayed for the life information.
BOOK INFO
Petroleum Hat, Drew Gardner Roof Books, Paperback, pages $ . I S B N : ---
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Bay Poetics is the singular achievement of Oakland poet and editor Stephanie Young, who climbed an immense circus ladder with all eyes upon her, gazed steelily from the platform, and jumped into space assured a trapeze would be there to find her when she reached out. Two years in the making, and published just in time for the earthquake centenary, Young’s anthology shakes up different lines and schools to offer a unique stratigraphy of San Francisco and environs at the edge of the st century. It’s a collection no one else could have assembled, but one I think people will be looking back to for years to come. Here in San Francisco it already feels indispensable for anyone seriously involved with poetry. I hope Young’s coralling of writers from across the experimental spectrum breaks into the sunlight of wider attention to prove what you’ve always suspected: that the Bay Area’s no more (or less) than a collective state of mind.
BOOK INFO
Bay Poetics, Stephanie Young, ed. Faux Press, Paperback, pages $. I S B N : ---
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