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Saturday, 29 July 2006
Friday, 28 July 2006
She has occasionally shown her video, installation and photography work.
Her poems were published in Reactions 5 and she won second prize in the Essex International Poetry Festival in 2005, which is where Eyewear was delighted to first spot her, and hear her edgy, imaginative poems. I am glad to feature her this Friday.
Quelques Mots de Conseil
You must, he says, be trés maigre.
You pad the midsection and insert
a sack of pigeon blood mixed with vinegar,
pour éviter la coagulation.
The costume you must embellish
with a certain quantity of sequins
to mark the place where l’épée
devait entrer et sortir le ventre.
It is preferable to request a sword
from any military man in attendance,
for then there will be no questions
regarding the quality of the blade.
poem by Lara Frankena
Friday, 21 July 2006
Robinson was born in the North of England in 1953. After seventeen years teaching English Literature at various universities in Japan, he has recently accepted a chair in the School of English and American Literature at the University of Reading. He is married and has two daughters. His many publications include Selected Poems (Carcanet, 2003), a collection of aphorisms and prose poems, Untitled Deeds (Salt, 2004), and Twentieth Century Poetry: Selves and Situations (Oxford, 2005). Two new books of poetry, Ghost Characters (Shoestring) and There are Avenues (Brodie), appeared earlier this year. Forthcoming this autumn are two books of translations, The Greener Meadow: Selected Poems of Luciano Erba (Princeton) and Selected Poetry and Prose of Vittorio Sereni (Chicago), as well as a collection of his interviews, Talk about Poetry: Conversations on the Art (Shearsman). A collection of essays on his work, The Salt Companion to Peter Robinson, is scheduled for October.
That newly fledged hedge sparrow
that flutters in the aura
of a neon lamp among the laurels
activates this height of summer
on pools with their reflected glories
where rain, nostalgic for the sky,
evaporates as heat
relentlessly returns, and we
are suddenly that bit poorer.
Obits come from another day.
Late light glows behind the leaves;
it backs off, turns away,
and I can do no more.
Like when, just out of hospital
and trying to feel well,
you sense the place as fragile;
you see how two wood pigeons
have gone and built their nest
in branches over the garden fence,
scaring away such smaller birds
as those aligned on the top of one vast
motorway junction sign
for Canterbury, Sevenoaks, Dover and the coast
— these things themselves like a picture of health,
being more at home than you can be
in your curiously lost self-interest,
and the light too going west.
poem by Peter Robinson. First published in English (2005)
Thursday, 20 July 2006
The Guardian today reports that one in nine UK citizens blogs - that is, seven million bloggers. Oddly enough, this social habit is still misunderstood and maligned by the mainstream, yet is probably more prevalent than most other consensual activities. Thankfully, the above-mentioned paper notes in their editorial today that blogging needs to be fully integrated into the public and personal spheres.
Hopefully, those poetry publishers - and poets - who continue to avoid the Internet and by extension blogs as if they were rat poison will begin to see the writing on the blog: cyberspace is now as "normal" a form of communication as the printed page, the telephone, the radio, the TV, the mobile phone text...
Six emerging poets who have taken part in poetry workshops facilitated by Kevin Higgins at Galway Arts Centre each read a poem from the CD as well as one of their own poems. Deirdre Kearney read ‘From The Irish’ by Ian Duhig; Rita O’Donoghue read ‘The Stethoscope’ by Dannie Abse; Hugh Doyle read 'Human Beings' by Adrian Mitchell; Connie Masterson read 'Bone China' by Esther Morgan; Anna McLoughlin read 'New Romantic' by Tim Turnbull; and Katarzyna Brzorska read ‘Corrections’ by Giles Goodland.
Kevin Higgins closed the evening by reading his poem from the CD: ‘A Brief History Of Those Who Made Their Point Politely And Then Went Home’ and Andrew Motion's ‘Ann Frank Huis’.
Many CD's were sold. And a most enjoyable evening was had by all.
Special thanks to Sheila of Oxfam Ireland and all at the Galway Oxfam Shop for facilitating the launch.
Recently Sight & Sound suggested the star ranking system should be rendered null and void, as so much stuff and nonsense to sell papers (S&S merely sells magazines), which is why Eyewear uses the five spectacles system instead.
BH&R is an album that calls for weird yet precise synergistic blurbs: consider the following formula: Pink Floyd + Ultravox + Queen + New Order + Radiohead = Muse.
In otherwords, this is not a subtle sound, but one prone to grandiose utterance. But it is thrilling, and oddly fresh, despite the "Mr. Roboto" vocoder effects in places and the endless invention; indeed, what was once postmodern art's best tactic, endless playful and eclectic invention, has now become a vaguely tedious nervous tic that infects every new 21st century product.
The opening track is stupendous ("Take A Bow"); the fourth, "Map of the Problematique" would not be out of place on Achtung Baby, if that had been produced by G. Moroder.
Have fun; inject a diode; zip to Japan on a jet-pack; listen to this space-age outfit.
Wednesday, 19 July 2006
Today is the hottest ever July day in the United Kingdom. Roads have melted.
What we have here is a heatwave.
Meanwhile, Mickey Spillane, world's best-selling writer of the 20th century, has died.
What's a feller to do?
NAW 24, just out, features a section on Nathaniel Mackey, the poetry of Nguyen Trai, and translations by, among others, Neruda, Holan and Asse Berg.
It also has three poems by yours truly, as well as writing by Max Winter, Rosmarie Waldrop, Pierre Joris, Clayton Eshleman and many more.
To order or subscribe, please see www.newamericanwriting.com - you will find NAW one of the best places to locate the pulse of innovative work from North America.
Eyewear also misreads Q (The Essential Music Guide) as a sort of bible manque. Long has Q snubbed the 80s scene as naff. No more. It was milk and honey to see the August 2006 issue appear, with Madonna on the cover. They also long-listed the top 80 records of the 80s.
Eyewear saw much that was good about these lists (40 Best Tracks, and 40 Best Albums) and won't quibble too much. One aspect of the selection was its catholicism, which was welcome - rather than staying to the narrow path of indie sounds, mainstream classics like Van Halen's "Jump" and Dylan's staggering "Blind Willie McTell" were noted.
Of the 40 Best Tracks, many are iPod friendly, and among my all-time faves, such as:
The Whole of the Moon, Golden Brown, Everyday Is Like Sunday, Personal Jesus, There She Goes, Tainted Love, How Soon Is Now, Love Will Tear Us Apart, Relax, West End Girls, Kiss, and Blue Monday. Missing were beloved classics from INXS, Eurythmics, Simple Minds, XTC, Iggy Pop, Joe Jackson, OMD, Bow Wow Wow, ABC, Orange Juice, Eyeless in Gaza, The Passage, and many more, however.
The 40 Best Albums list is also mostly worthy, and includes masterpieces such as:
Graceland, Ocean Rain, Psychocandy, Dare, Spirit of Eden, Disintegration, Like A Prayer, Nebraska, Doolittle, Closer, Murmur, The Queen Is Dead, Hounds of Love and The Joshua Tree. Missing were seminal albums such as New Gold Dream and Rio, rendering the list faintly ludicrous, but mostly, it was faithful to the spirit of the age and not entirely revisionist.
Tuesday, 18 July 2006
Slim's main theme, after war, was nothing less than the playgrounds of the jet set he helped to snap in time - the rich who float above the fracas of life in which others do the fighting; although immune to ideology, his images yawn wide with Marxist meaning. Slim did history by other means. The history of the impermeable membrane on the pool - the flashing surface of things. The cream on top.
Meanwhile, China, Russia, and the USA begin to divide the world's remaining petroleum resources among them, in order to sustain technology and lifestyles which are dismayingly unsustainable.
The French wanted a non-unipolar world to offset the hegemony of the Americans; they may be getting what they ordered, and what once seemed a plausible alternative to the hard-to-construct utopias of the far-flung Left. But it doesn't seem to be the French calling the shots.
The rockets, by the way, being fired at civilians and infrastructure on both sides of the border of this current dispute, are manufactured and sold; who profits from this mayhem?
There will come a time, surely, when stock options are not an option, for those left in the ruined world of the 22nd century.
All these reflections verge on the unsayably trite. But if so trite, why are they still resisted by so many? It seems the women and men of most "democratic nations" prefer their giant screens to the smallest insights - and will not budge to alter the way we live and "do business" in a highly-competitive world - where competition so often masks an utterly degraded view of what the person and the community are meant for and could achieve, in a post-market economy.
Eyewear has yet to hear half the popular music (& indie-textured) albums on the list, but is especially eager to listen to Mr. Thom Yorke's notes on The Eraser, which has songs of - to put it mildly - a political nature.
Seeing Scritti Politti on the list is a thrill - he was one of the most ingenious wordsmiths of the 80s - recall his line "I need a new hermeneutic"? - a first then, no doubt, for a pop song. Arctic Monkeys, whose lustre has gone a bit cold, despite this blog's raves, are likely to seize the day. Still, The Back Room by Editors (they deleted the the) has grown in majesty over the last months, and, while surely not the safe bet, is the dark horse worth backing.
Meanwhile, the album of the year is likely to be Dylan's latest, forthcoming while we all hold our collective breath.
Monday, 17 July 2006
Hydra - which has no cars but many cobbled alleys and donkeymen - was the setting for The Boy On A Dolphin, which starred Sophia Loren, pictured here in a still from that film.
Over the years, many writers have visited, and lived on, this most enchanted of isles, including Henry Miller, Allen Ginsberg, Leonard Cohen - and more recently David Solway, Henry Denander, Roger Green and Michael Lawrence.
Tuesday, 4 July 2006
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