ALLEN BRAMHALL Reviews
I-Formation Book
2 by Anne Gorrick
(Shearsman Books, Exeter,
U.K, 2012)
I-Formation by Anne Gorrick, Books 1 and 2
Or I manage to accept the new and wonder
I reviewed Book 1 of I-Formation on Galatea Resurrects #15.
I mention this because I have felt the mist of having got it wrong. As I look
at the review for the first time since I dashed it off to ET (sic), it hits
points that I consider valid. No wrong answers anyway, just trying to give my
impressions in real time. I will speak more, then, about Book 2. Book 2 was
published two years after book 1, in 2012.
Book 2 carries on from
Book 1 in terms of format and style. Dense packets of words spread varyingly
across the page. This is non-linear narrative. As such, I find myself invited
to skip about rather than read straight thru. One notes an allusive quality in
the writing, personal references, that I know I am missing on that level. This doesn’t impede the chime
and clang of word against word, but there’s a level here from which I am kept.
Many poems are dedicated
to specific people. Most of these people are unknown to me but I know some few,
and others I can infer are relations of Anne’s. Furthermore, an evocation of
where Anne lives comes thru. Anne Gorrick’s neighbourhood: physical,
intellectual, emotional.
I do not (yet) understand
the structure of these works, the combined I-Formations.
I think Robert Duncan’s wind-ranging field plays here, tho the walls of
Gorrick’s sections seem a little less permeable than Duncan’s. Nonetheless,
there is a daily and timely necessity to the writing.
As I read Gorrick’s work,
I have a similar experience as reading some of the modernist classics (oh shit,
I wrote modernist), id est: The Cantos,
Maximus Poems, Helen in Egypt. It basically goes: What the hell? What the
hell? Wow! Meaning is a pleasant little addition to the reading experience, and
moments when the strange syntax, orthographic anomalies, and reserved allusions
actually tender themselves towards my reception, these are veritable blossoms.
Or I manage to accept the new and wonder.
Oppose
this description
Influence
is blue in the sky
Half
visible thought
is
blue against the grey decrease
My
concurrence the text that you are nothing
I
the bed am completely in China or skin
I see a local envelopment
here, of a place and time. It feels like Gorrick’s getting her bearings, I mean
compass bearings and all.
And then there are
phrases… Robert Grenier elucidated a path for me that extended the poem as
poem. He could write a poem with three words, almost nothing:
sure
arm today
Not that I could write
such like, but it was one more nail into the head propounding possibility. It was
a revelation for me at the time. And his book Sentences offered the possibilities of not just these little gems,
but of randomness, published as they were on unbound cards.
Gorrick isolates phrases,
potent word collectives. One could randomly collect phrases.
“Eyelashes
crossed thyme on the family look”
“Her
canine since ice”
“Runes
mar the tree like stars”
“She
recants both:
Nacre
and nectar”
So we have a fascinating
if challenging project ongoing. Density and richness evident on every page.
*****
Allen
Bramhall maintains two blogs: his dither blog (tribute-airy-blogspot.com)
and his poetry blog (simpletheories.blogspot.com). Both are
ratified by angels. Likewise his two volume poem, Days Poem(http://meritagepress.blogspot.com/2012/09/days-poem-by-allen-bramhall.html).
Further details available upon request.
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