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Showing posts with label Chrissy Williams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chrissy Williams. Show all posts

Saturday, 18 January 2020

"Bear" by Chrissy Williams (Bloodaxe, 2017)

14 of the 20 poems in her pamphlet Flying into the Bear reappear in this 36-poem book.

I like "Sheep" and "Digital Ghost Towns". What drew me into "Reading your comics in Eype" was that there were parts I understood (and liked), and other parts whose meaning I knew I could look up. Firstly, is there a stable (perhaps imagined) world behind this poem? There is indeed a place in Dorset called Eype, and it has a beach. The events of the poem could easily belong to a single narrative without needing to change their order. There's a fixed viewpoint. In the title it says "your comics". Readers soon realise that "you" refers to the owner of the comics, though later it seems that "you" is the comic's author too. Perhaps 2 different people are being referred to, perhaps not. The poet's written up some thoughts about poetry and comics on the Rialto site, saying that her partner "writes (but does not draw) comics". Ah. Lines 3-4 refer to the comic -

You'd nudged it towards my rucksack with a grin
when I was trying to pack my bedroll up at midnight

What's the significance of the timing? I don't know, though Jesus said to Lazarus, "Get up, take your bedroll, start walking". If the comic is thought of as a message, a nudged hint, we need to know about the comic characters. I had to look up the names. Juggernaut is a Marvel Comics supervillain, a bit like The Hulk. Hope is a female superhero, "the first mutant to be born after the Decimation, an event in which the Scarlet Witch uses her reality-altering superpower to turn all but 198 of the world's mutants into regular, depowered humans. Hope Summers is an omega-level mutant with an ability of unspecified limits to manipulate and mimic the genes which are responsible for superhuman mutation". Juggernaut is unstoppable, exaggeratedly Male. Hope is an empathetic Female.

The persona, seeing dogs on the shore below ("the fisherman's line is being bothered by a mixed troupe of dogs") starts thinking about them - "is it just me who drags dogs into everything?", further encouraging the identification of the persona and poet. Perhaps "drags dogs into everything" is supposed to bring to mind "drags God into everything". The persona recalls how Superman's dog missed him when he went away. Is it this aspect of dogs that the persona drags in?

Dogs lead to Cats, then Children. After "[Superman] didn't want kids" there's a sudden switch - the persona changes the subject, feels cold, thinks "not yet, not yet" then there's

Please dogs, there's so much sea to write.
Today, I just want to listen to it.

Given that these lines end the poem, I think we're entitled to read much into them. Why plead with the dogs? The persona is "in an armchair", the "fisherman sits tending his line" - i.e. they're both sitting, both thinking about lines. The fisherman (symbol of Christ, of hope - the poet's half Italian, so may be familiar with catholic symbolism) is disturbed by a "mixed troupe of dogs" (a Juggernaut is a wagon carrying statues of Hindu gods. Note also that the poem's first line is "I see Juggernaut's foot stamp down on San Francisco" - St Francis liked animals). Why "troupe" rather than "pack"? I don't know. The dogs are stopping a catch - "fisherman tending lines - fish - sea" corresponds to "poet tending lines - words - world". But the dogs' noise is also disturbing a more direct contemplation of the world by the poet.

In the Rialto article one of the lessons deduced from the comic world is that "economy of line is paramount ... Comics are at their most successful when the maximum effect is produced by every line and unnecessary lines are eliminated". This poem seems to follow that guideline. I've needed to mention just about all its details, except for the mysterious purple light.

I don't get "Menagerie Speeches (3 pages). "Moorhens" shows signs of promise then loses patience, ending with "But riverbanks know no sausages/ and you will not suffer this derangement./ That's the way to do it. Breathe. Scream./ Stray feathers drift along the surface./ The water floods black with your joy". "Tin Can Odyssey" and "Go" seem weak to me.

"The Invisible Bear" looks interesting, in the teasing way that "Reading your comics in Eype" interested me, beginning with "We went into the dome in daylight./ Lights out for a fake night in darkness". Why "in darkness"? I don't know, but I assume it's a planetarium. There are "stars spread out against the tile", which I don't understand. Then "We fly into the stars ... Now we're flying into the bear ... But this bear is invisible ... All I can do is tell you that your bear is here.". I don't get "Our planet, back with a fox, is so small". Then there's some repetition. It's time to get back to reality. The ending is "One step at a time is how we have to go. Out of the dome, the doors are opened. You might say they have been flung open without ceremony. But stop. Bear. Be dazzled by the daylight."

My problem in general is that I don't like her style when she veers from the mainstream. Other people may find well value in it. Is "The art of editing" worth the effort? "Bedroom filled with foam" is lost on me. The texts in that section (showing Lydia Davis' influence?) aren't worth a page each, even if they're worth publishing. "Sonnet for Zookeeper" is the kind of experiment that should never have left the lab.

She employs repetition in various ways. Using letters to represent phrases, a section on p.12 has the structure "A AB ABC1 ABC2 ABC1 ABC2 A A" like a ritualistic Eliot. "Bird Talk" uses "cat" 15 times in 16 lines. "Murder, She Wrote" uses "Angela" 24 times. A section of "Gone" reads "I acknowledge the gift of language which has been given to me.// I acknowledge the skill of language which has been gifted to me,// the language with which I can uncover truth". So? What should we make of a voice prepared to state this?

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Thursday, 25 April 2013

"Flying into the bear" by Chrissy Williams (HappenStance, 2013)

Poems from The Rialto and several anthologies ("Adventures in Form", "Best British Poetry 2011", etc). I wasn't keen on this poet's poems in the "Adventures in Form" anthology (e.g. "The Lost"), partly they used elements that were beyond my aesthetic horizon, and partly because the forms didn't seem sufficiently adventurous or constraining (I've an old-fashioned belief that forms should present a challenge). I'm not entirely convinced by all the poems in this pamphlet either, but when the effects that are used more regularly in the forms are combined more freely, the result's striking.

I'll focus on the Bear poems - after all, the pamphlet's frontispiece says "for you/ who also live and die/ by the bear". The pamphlet's first poem is "The Bear of the artist" where the narrator "asked the artist to draw me a heart and instead he drew me a bear", the artist claiming that actually it's not a heart or a bear, that "as long as you keep me existing to put bears in your head" he'll carry on, though "there's nothing worse than a bear in the face, when it breaks/ - always - remember how your bear breaks down/ against the shore, the shore, the shore". Hearts break too. Pun on "sure"? Maybe.

In "Bears of the Light Brigade" the bears are sometimes soldiers, sometimes more - "Those who live/ bearhug to bearhug will die/ by the bear, understanding/ only dimly what they've lost". Perhaps the bear needs to be understood non-physically too, as in the earlier poem. At the end "Bears gather to watch the death/ of Tommy Cooper and swear:/ we will look for the stage, we/ will listen for the final laugh." The world's a stage? Who has the last laugh? Who blindly takes order? Who will transcend our bearness?

"The Invisible Bear" has six stanzas. If I've followed it appropriately, it has quite a conventional plot, but also some aspects that puzzle me. As the ancients did when looking up at the night sky, I'll invent a story to join up the dots

  • Stanza 1: It begins "We went into the dome in daylight". It's a planetarium (originally at Greenwich, said the poet at the launch). No hands, no faces, just stars - "we could have tried, one day, to touch them". The starts are numerous, distant, but only "cold rocks and inert gases". I can imagine a couple evaluating their relationship. Or maybe "we" is humanity in general. In this stanza the words "in plain sight" and "long" seem surplus to me, making me think I've missed something.
  • Stanza 2: "We fly into the stars ... Goodbye to ... all our wrong and stupid choices". Distance brings objectivity.
  • Stanza 3: "Now we're flying into and through the bear ... But this bear is invisible. ... All I can do is tell you that your bear is here". A constellation isn't a bundle of stars localised in space. The stars may be further from each other than we are to them. So you can't voyage through "Ursa Major" - it's a chance alignment. But the pamphlet's first poem introduces "The Bear of the Artist", which is no ordinary bear. Nor is it a heart. There's more repetition in this stanza than I'm used to. What's it for?
  • Stanza 4: You have to make do with a see-through bear. Looking back, "Our planet, back with a fox, is so small". "back with a fox"? In what sense? Maybe in the planetarium show they project a countryside scene at this point?
  • Stanza 5: "This space ... between us is all there is" - forget the astronomical distances.
  • Stanza 6: "Go back, go back. ... One step at a time is how we have to go. ... But stop. Bear. Be dazzled by the daylight.". Perhaps "Bear" is an imperative here.

Chance alignments are all we've got, but they're also all there is, so let yourself be dazzled.

Reading the pamphlet was a learning process for me. Fortunately there's a page of tightly packed notes. A URL http://bit.ly/Zdy0Xt there leads to a video showing a seasonal lake when she mentioned at the launch. I liked the poem it related to and several others (there are poems inspired by computer games, scarves, "The Terminator", Dante, etc), though neither "The Lost" nor "Four hours away" worked for me.

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