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Fractured
Flights Jacqueline Brown
ISBN 1 900072 36 X
Published 2002 44pp £5
Arc Publications, Nanholme Mill, Shaw Wood Road, Todmorden, Lancashire
OL14 6DA, England
'She tries
to tell Michael how it felt / to be nothing, just an excuse for a picture.'
This simple phrasing consolidates in two lines an interest that is pursued
in many of the poems in Fractured Flights. The collection consists
of three sequences, concerning, in order, Miss La La (a trapeze artist
painted by Degas), the owl in folk history and the flight from emotion.
The first sequence dramatises this theme - as does the circus where the
body literally takes a leap of faith through nothingness - with free verse
monologues articulating LaLa's fear and Degas' exploitation of this fear:
'I shut my eyes to see it'. The artist presented here is only interested
in the event for its metaphorical value, and this is a precursor of the
techniques employed in the next two sequences, the progression of the
interest, in Part Two, into the Owl as icon, totem and lore, and in Part
Three where the metaphor is not embodied in an image but in daily life
and relationships. The Owl in this sequence is an omen. It is 'spotted'
and 'collected' and is seen before or after sex or at a moment of danger,
'an unleashed Rottweiler that launched itself at her chest-high' or in
the poem 'Barn' where it is has been shot by a farmer 'as it had frightened
cows… and spoilt milk for days on end' and pinned up on the barn wall
to watch 'the man and Mrs Toole'…'her kittenish mews that sounded like
distress'. This Owl is part of the event it predicted. Art has become
life just as LaLa's life became Degas' art. The poems in part three are
a loose gathering of similar poems mostly about family. 'A Triptych for
mum' is written in the voice of an elderly woman in a nursing home. This
is a moving sequence of poems, the first a dramatic monologue, which follows
the thought process of its subject convincingly. The second contrasts
with the first, detailed use of indirect speech returning to the third
person. We are told she is 'angry today like Jesus in the temple'… 'a
cross little Crimplene / mum, a furious, stained Crimplene Christ. / Impossible
to comfort. Her tea, too hot. Too cold.' The final section is the poet's
response to a question from her son as to whether she would ever forget
their holiday, ' the sight of it: / that carved Christ strapped somehow
to a real live donkey.' She asks herself 'How could I ever forget?'
poignantly reflecting on her mother's condition. This is a simple and
effective poem like many in this collection, subtle and emotionally accurate.
They really do attempt to tell how it feels and very often succeed.
Patterns
in the Dark Mary Sheepshanks
ISBN 0 906744 23 7
New edition 2002 44pp £5.50
Fighting Cock Press, 2 Vernon Road, Heckmondwicke, West Yorkshire WF16
9LU, England
Reading these poems is a bit like being hit on the head with a baton.
Mary Sheepshanks' voice is energetic and entertaining. Mostly they are
light verse poems bouncing along in jangly iambics but they are deafening
to the point that any subtly is lost. Much of the phrasing is arch: 'to
all the air I vainly cried' in the 'Bird of Loving' and from 'Interior
Decoration', 'a floral chintz with a delicate air' - this last phrase
summarizing neatly the register of many of the poems, as they are distinctly
'chintzy' the language embroidered and extravagant: 'was it a comfort
to you, your faithful, disciplined, pew-steady churchianity?' from 'Time
to Straighten your Tie'. This quality is acknowledged by Sheepshanks in
another poem 'Rhymes': 'those who read my lines / risk laminitis.' It
is these occasional moments of self-awareness and honesty that add depth
to the poems and it is in these moments that a murmur of the quieter more
reflective poetic voice is heard. The poems with a more considered tone
are engaging; there is much inventiveness behind these poems but it is
cloaked in false phrases and over-loud diction. There are, perhaps, too
many abstract adjectives but some poems are sparser and these have a greater
resonance. In 'Lent' Sheepshanks ability with rhythm is used effectively,
building neatly to the final line, and is built around a strong central
image: 'one daffodil / kicks up its skirts / in wild erotic / pagan dance.'
Having both 'wild' and 'erotic' may be unnecessary, but there is here
an image that surprises. In the poem 'James's School' a reason for the
need for high kicks is made clearer. She writes quite eloquently: 'Shadows
are not / to loiter here, where optimism / is a five-hundred watt bulb
/ and despondency gets vacuumed up / each time it tries to settle.' Perhaps
if allowed to settle than these poems would not need a five-hundred watt
bulb, as it is they are effervescent
The
Constancy of Stone John Duffy
ISBN 0 9543862 0 5
Published 2002 36pp £5
Nepotism Press, 3 Queens Road, Edgerton, Huddersfield, West Yorkshire
HD2 2AG, England
The Constancy of Stone is a retelling of 'Derdriu of the Sorrows',
a part of the ancient Irish saga 'The Tain Bo Cauilnge' to quote Duffy's
helpful introduction, 'a heroic tale from a cattle herding and warrior
culture.' His description of how he came to write these poems is illuminating,
and although his reasoning could be deduced from his narrative choices,
this straight-forward, honest opening allows for a clearer reading. His
retelling of the story is motivated by a desire, he tells us, to include
Derdriu's perspective within the narrative and not present her as the
subject of the poem, but to let her have a voice. The voice he creates
for her is one that articulates a dark sexuality, rape and violence. Derdriu
is still a symbol - as all characterizations are - but one that now encompasses
a contemporary understanding of sexuality. Whether this is Derdriu's voice
is debatable, but in re-imagining this story Duffy suggests a sexuality
that is aware of its own nature. The language he has chosen for his retelling
is romantic 'her lips sweet berries, / teeth white in the warm dark /
two plaits like finest needlework, / fell straight to frame her face,
brush her breasts.' They make speeches that on occasion sound like they
could have been taken from an historical romance! ' The King of Alba has
offered me his wealth / the pleasure of his bed, queen's power / and if
I go to him, he promises me / your freedom.' Yet this effect, perhaps,
is intended to heighten the contrast with the violent and the more visceral
moments, such as the description of her birth: 'The woman's breath was
hunting dog's / her eyes on his hand between her hands / resting on her
belly.' This central narrative is interrupted by a series of contemporary
poems laid out so they are read as part of the main text. They do not
always complement the main plot. In some places the connection is thematic
and in others an attempt has been made to match tone with tone. The writing
here is less stylised. In fact it rejects most devises and is a simple
free verse and provides an interesting contrast. In 'Mecca' Duffy writes
a scene that echoes the main narrative with a love affair between Ashfaq
and Shahida, and 'Travellers at Mass' a simple observational poem: 'Shoulder
to shoulder, in faded stone / combat jackets, three young women confront
the careful priest'. The story of Derdriu tells the story of the struggle
between tribes within the dominant society and in his clear-eyed observational
poems Duffy is acting on the same impulse. This is a very valid and ambitious
attempt to re-imagine an ancient story and connect it convincingly with
the present.
The
Shut Drawer Liz Almond
ISBN 1 900072 35 1
Published 2002 64pp £6.95
Arc Publications, Nanholme Mill, Shaw Wood Road, Todmorden, Lancashire
OL14 6DA, England
The poems in The Shut Drawer face the world from a multitude of
angles, altering perspective and stance within a moment but securing it
within a structure that can withstand this attitude. They put me in mind
of the poetic strategies of the Irish Poet, Medbh McGuckian, with whom
Almond shares an interest in representing the Feminine. What differs are
that Almond's poems are less romantic and grounded in the day to day,
her family life and her childhood. Almond's is a family life seen through
this factoring process and written in free verse poems that lilt with
assonantal vowels smoothing lines, running the edges into the whole. This
happens in 'Moving House' where the theme and strategy come together,
'it's the house that moves, / it thins, becomes / flimsy like a Japanese
tea house, translucent, / with veins apparently/ bruised, swollen, sluggish...'
and again in 'personal growth': 'when you die they lay you straight /
no twist or turns, uncurled forever, / upwards, to the curl / whose call
is pure spiral.' This demonstrates another of Almond's techniques. She
creates oppositions between shapes to represent a thought process. These
oppositions are again explored in 'Breast is Best' where the contradictory
images of femininity are morphed into one creature - a woman almost medusa-like
- whose 'girl-twin thrives, the boy-twin's chilled/with under nourishment.'
She is a mother whose lover 'tears the bodice from my damp cleavage' when
she is 'dressed to kill with a naked baby on my knee'. It is this paradox
that lends the poem its concluding 'I try to express myself better than
before'. The suggestion is that her anger is a result of her contrary
position. This is the root of her aesthetic as each of these poems is
an act of un-entanglement. They strive for clarity but do not idealise
it, because they value the representation of contradiction for its own
sake, as a poetic strategy, and as an act of self-assertion. In 'The Salmon
Coloured Dress' the speaker is unsure if she is a fish, and would like
to take off her skin, her naturalness, as 'she can't remember why / the
salmon-coloured dress / belongs to her or she to it.' Femininity in these
poems does not belong to her and she is unsure what would be left if she
were to remove it. Perhaps just anger, perhaps a fish! The twists and
turns of these poems represent the complexities of selfhood and gender
with skill and vision.
From
a Cliff Andy Brown
ISBN 1 900072 31 9
Published 2002 58pp no
price
Arc Publications, Nanholme Mill, Shaw Wood Road, Todmorden, Lancashire
OL14 6DA, England
In these poems philosophical concepts are approached with a lyrical voice.
Either they use literary devices to discuss ideas or are discursive, allowing
the first person to reflect upon the question posed. In this they are
aware of the tradition of English poetry and, although written in free
verse and modern in diction and rhythm, they are metaphysical and use
the lyric as a vehicle for thought. 'Yesterday unfolds tomorrow with today's
hands' is the opening line of 'Cavatina' which continues '…A shifting
land / where feeling most at home approaches / stillness'. The personification
of time is a standard literary device, the qualifying line introduces
a metaphor used throughout the poems of the land as a location for ideas,
and perhaps their ontology. In 'The Thread' in the 'Land' section of the
book, the lines are more metrically regular and more compact: 'long before
we see the swallows find their way / back home, we sense their coming
in our blood'. This is a traditional comparison: air is abstract, land
is physical and these poems seem comfortable in this. In 'A Lifting Wreck',
the boat is well evoked: ' She came off the rocks at night, by remote
/ islands in a coastal bay - black as far as / I could see the zooplankton
blooming / in luminescent drifts & pods of whales, / more accurate than
maps, following their / prey.' These images are not overburdened by meaning.
Brown is very aware of this difficulty in writing convincing metaphysical
poetry when he acknowledges in 'Spawning Ground' that 'ideas fatten &
mature / only to return and die soon after.' The approach he takes to
writing about philosophical questions is discursive. 'The Matter Rests'
begins: 'There's an old Chinese saying. Before one dies, / one tells the
truth. Okay, but when? That calls / for a beer…' and concludes after acknowledging
that 'things and words get in the way', 'not that anyone is paying any
attention; it is years before we see what we have.' This is an observation
on which many of the poems in this section end. After wandering about
in abstractions they return back down to earth as in 'Landscape with Mountains'
which also begins with a question 'Who am I? That's a good question, but
before we can tackle it, please submit it / in writing, in triplicate,
giving us time / to find another story.' The other stories are the voice
of the Lyric drowning out the chatty urbane note struck at the start.
After travelling through 'the high meadows…there in the distance, the
harbour catches / the last light, to the clatter of rigging. / Lovers
line the seawall, blind to all but the sea. / Now, about that question…'
The question has already been answered and poetry is shown to be the stronger
force.
New
and Selected Poems Sarah Day
ISBN 1 900072 74 2
Published 2002 80pp no
price
Arc Publications, Nanholme Mill, Shaw Wood Road, Todmorden, Lancashire
OL14 6DA, England
This book collects together poems from all three of Sarah Day's previous
collections, and each of the sections shows a change in her style. Her
poetic strategies in the earlier poems are based in the free association
of images; some poems explore this idea explicitly in their theme as in
'Cycles' and 'Chaos' and others in their form and language. In 'Handles
to the Invisible' each of the five sections are connected by their atmosphere
and a change in tone. The poem acknowledges the unconscious and finds
metaphors in 'words on broken crockery, some half spoken, call up through
the shallow water from the sea bed:/ KIN THE prophet defend Phyllis',
and then she qualifies her metaphor 'This is the subtext, unsung, obscured
/ by sand. Shell…' This, and many of the earlier poems are interested
in the subtext that is in meaning that is created by associations. She
reaches this conclusion and moves away from it turning, her attention
to situations and events. The poems from the second section, 'Quickening',
are written with a centred voice that uses its knowledge of the processes
prior to language to explore the present world. 'Train Watching' is a
gentle poem. 'Come, we will shadow skulk like alley cats / to the station,
seek shade and a memory / of coolness from an ancient stream.' The poem
'Wallaby' takes an interesting attitude to a road kill that 'reclines,
graceful, on the bitumen / to the side of the road'. The wallaby is dying
it seems, yet the control and delicacy of the language convinces as the
wallaby watches the world fade before its eyes. These middle poems are
transitional; still encompassing the wide eyed vision of the earlier excited
poems, but steadying the gaze upon the world and the details of the day
to day. By the section 'New Poems' her style has become discursive, the
line endings more controlled and consistent. The interest in the poem
for Day now is its relationship to the outside world, how the things of
this world can be apprehended. Day is confident enough in this to present
a question and not feel the need to answer it. She tries to let the place
speak for itself. As she says in 'Undermining': 'this was the quietening
down of the day / a scene around a coal fire / perched above centuries
of hauling, / women mending, pegging rugs from old scraps, unspeaking
community of busy fingers.' There is 'quietening down' in these later
poems and set in contrast to the earlier work they complete what is a
varied and rewarding collection. |
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