This section of the poem resounds with several words of power: specter, coin / relic, gibbering shades, absurd, body / echo, shadow-image. Each word facilitates an excoriating meditation on the steeled “Cognizance whose leap commits / the agile precincts of the lark’s return. / Extirpation grieves the sunken, martyred laughter / of the Derridean specters and the gibbering / as something like. There’s no better word for it.” Apocalypse is embroiled with political economy; Daly calls it “a literature of complete yet coded protest against worldly domination structures.” For Rehm — who can be an intensely joyful poet — salvation comes at the hands of connection: “As if a book / were a kind of / voluntary nurse.” Like in one of Adam Fieled’s Apparition Poems (#1480), what we’re really talking about is “the kind of charred / silence that comes after a corpse / is burnt”. A corpse that wasn’t a corpse til we burnt it.
Why isn’t the
brain green? It’s a pretty
simple matter of
A few people are likely to laugh
at a textual joke
Dollars look like play money
They weren’t there before I fell asleep
resting my eyes really
What dead poet
would you like as a roommate? (“The Jew
in me is the ghost of me,” began one stanza in The Golem Wheel)
ka! ka! ka!
screech of all
life’s hungry babies
I floated into that weirdness the kitchen with butter and
gold I realized I still had 40 years or so
tho I’d be dead for half of them in which
to master a darkness of disintermediated onto-
That’s pronounced ontoe
The girl in me is a country of rope
It's so strange to type in a room with other people
“I am so tried [so tired? so “tried in the fire”?], so sick of court, so sick of the courtroom, the wigs, the repeated footage, the security, the dead air, of standing for the judge, of the metal detectors and the appalling food, of being unable to talk to Alfie all day, of getting up so early and home so late, of being unable to answer emails, of disappointing people, of being anxious and unable to sleep properly. I am sick of the inadequate and pathetic excuses of the NUS NEC as to why they won’t support Alfie and Zak. The only thing I am not sick of is the people who come and support the defendants, those who send messages of support and sympathetic journalists. The rest of it just feels like purgatory.” So I quoted her back a bit of “Who Be Kind To”. As I remember it, I gathered together groups of little ones and led them into the forest, creating grand colorful altars with twigs and flowers, and setting fire to candles and crayons.
[Note: Sources: Peter O’Leary, Lew Daly, Pam Rehm, “Acts of Knowledge”, as quoted in O’Leary’s “Apocalypticism: A Way Forward for Poetry”, at Chicago Review; Michael Joseph, FB post 26 Feb 013 (“a hybrid poem: William Blake married to Robert Lowell”); JBR (what other kind of specters are there / smiley face emoticon??); JBR, but see Adam Fieled, FB comment, 26 Feb 013 (and yes, I know you will NEVER find these comments and posts, which makes them my favorite type of citation); Adam Fieled, “Apparition Poems #1480”, at Jacket 40; JBR, “some writing practice 8”, at ZS, 22 Apr 010 (the source note to which reads “More of my Google Reader, and some of the reader’s suggestions. Jon Gertner, “Why Isn’t the Brain Green?”, at NY Times Magazine, 16 Apr 09; Graham Harman, “on lecture sites”, at Object-Oriented Philosophy, 22 Apr 010; Graham Harman, “Georgia Tech”, at Object-Oriented Philosophy, 22 Apr 010; Ivy Alvarez, “21st of April (“She does as she pleases)”, at Ivy is here, 21 Apr 010; Richard Lopez, “assholes and just plain holes”, at Really Bad Movies, 21 Apr 010; Jerome Rothenberg, and David Meltzer, “Hero/Lil”, in Rothenberg’s “For David Meltzer, a Pre-Face”, at Poems and Poetics, 21 Apr 010; Rebecca Loudon, “This True Thursday”, at Radish King, 22 Apr 010 (this is from a long time, ago, Rebecca, before you asked me to stop); V., comment appended to Rebecca Loudon, “I hate hospitals …”, at Radish King, 21 Apr 010; Ben Woodard, “Dark Vitalism 2/10 – Unpredictable Nature)”, at Naught Thought, 21 Mar 010; word used during a webinar put on by Ithaka, 20 Apr 010; Eileen Tabios, “Welcome … to … You”, at Babaylan Poetics, 21 Apr 010; Suzanne Frischkorn, “How public, like a frog”, at litwindowpane, 21 Apr 010”); Nina Power, FB post, 26 Feb 013; JBR; Vivian Feyer, FB post, 26 Feb 013]