I Röd epik kastar Joshua Clover fram ett uppfordrande personligt och politiskt imperativ, i en tradition av stor, expansiv amerikansk dikt, men med erfarenheterna från language-poesin aktuella. Han hämtar kraft i antikens poesi och aktiverar en stor del av poesihistorien för att lika enkelt som komplext formulera en appell om språket och det gemensamma: en dikt som gör enad front med upploppen, plundringen, barrikaderna, ockupationerna, manifesten, kommunerna, slagorden och elden. Om Walt Whitman en gång skrev amerikanska visioner om hur allt hör samman i en panteistisk värld handlar Clovers bok på ett betydligt mer handfast sätt om att vara förbunden med alla och envar.
Joshua Clover, född 1962, är poet och aktivist och en av företrädarna för den riktning som kallas Post-Crisis Poetics. Han undervisar vid University of California, Davis, och skriver även film- och musikkritik. Röd epik är hans första bok i svensk översättning.
Joshua Clover was an American poet, writer, professor of English and comparative literature at the University of California, Davis, and revolutionary. He was a published scholar, poet, critic, and journalist whose work has been translated into more than a dozen languages; his scholarship on the political economy of riots has been widely influential in political theory. He appeared in three editions of The Best American Poetry and two times in Best Music Writing, and received an individual grant from the NEA as well as fellowships from the Cornell Society for the Humanities, the University of California Humanities Research Institute, and Institute of Advanced Study, University of Warwick. His first book of poetry, Madonna anno domini, received the Walt Whitman Award from the Academy of American Poets in 1996.
one of those people who just manages to capture the feeling of the movement so well. rest in power professor clover, see you in class on the other side of the barricades.
“it’s just this
it’s coming out again night after night more of us than there are of them it’s saying no to every deal remember nothing belongs to you because nothing belongs to anyone”
"Spring Georgic" is a shamanistic text with a fascinating magic: "to say it is a new era is to say | it has discovered a new style of time | we do not do this in language | but first in terrain we have not chosen and do not yet | understand | language meets us there and must be cajoled | into open air | by dangling old forms | in their wrack and wreckage" -- so this triadic, "open field" stanza (un-representable in this format), out of Williams, is just such a "dangling old form," I take it, trying to intervene upon the Unconscious of two texts about capital that Clover perceives as having divided up the long from the short Twentieth Century: these are Benjamin's Arcades Project and Bachelier's Theory of Speculation. We see in this techne a very old theory of poetry -- poetry as a magic, trying to enter the mythographical slipstream of culture.
Clover is a theorist (and a political activist), and his déclassé tone and magisterial grasp of culture ("I speak of course of Mayakovsky" -- I suppose the nervous elision of commas in this line undercuts the tone a little bit) will strike some as the thing farthest from poetry. But I enjoyed this book as an attempt to understand in the most rhetorically modest terms some of the theoretical fidelities ("What thoughts I have of you tonight Fred Jamison!") it has been Clover's habit to pursue.
I find Clover's poetry a bit cold, though erudite and linguistically intriguing. Not many modern poets, however, have the guts to be straight-up political in their work, and though Clover hasn't blended his political angst within the larger context of the Poem evenly, as in the work of Clayton Eshleman, I admire his attempt and will be paying attention to his work in the future. At this point in history we can't, as poets, sit in our ivory towers and write poems about birds without also mentioning the birds falling out of the sky.
I really liked this collection, maybe not for everyone, but my perfect poet. The layers upon layers of references to pop culture, literary figures, communist theory, and social struggle. I've gone back to it a number of times and each time found new pieces, but best read with your phone open to explore references to unlock more meaning from them all. that is, unless your some brainy super-freak whose familiar with all the obscure stuff brought up.
Read this collection from cover to cover in a single day. The writing style is wild, disjointed, and yet somehow coherent. The imagery is vivid, and the call to action is strong.
There were some parts of this collection that I found deeply moving and emotional. The only thing holding it back from five stars was that I also occasionally found it obtuse.
I will, however, be seeking out more collections from this author .
I appreciate the language of anarchic revolution and the variant forms of cultural critique. I'm at the same time always suspicious of academic calls for perpetual bloodshed and talk of 'enemies' as some sort of pathway to utopian liberation.
This is a hugely important way of thinking of writing politics and poetry. As part of this, there is always the desire to demand more; but, in reality, it does more than it needs already.
"...the minimum formula for materialism is I didn’t want to tell the story of the world but it kept making me In the scattered forms of money we were feeling vernacular End of empire waisted gowns and all this beauty listen hate Grand narratives all you want but shopping is still a total system Therefore total war or the adventure never begins"