Whip-hot & Grippy is a highly innovative ‘collection of possibilities in a state of emergency’. The first part is a series of long-form and sequenced poems punctuated by recurring muzak, advertising-speak, sex scenes, terrorism, broadcast media, consumption-anxiety, protest, and human-animal relations. The book culminates in more flinching, a multi-part poem first published and freely distributed in an exhibition in which news of a military dog, shot in service, was merged with the death of a pet dog. Whip-hot & Grippy is Heather Phillipson's second collection, following her highly praised debut, Instant-flex 718, published by Bloodaxe in 2013.
I thought initially this was one that would just make a whistling noise as it went over my head and left me cold. Heather Phillipson works as an artist and you could certainly imagine her words installed with video and other visual media in a gallery. Even here words are arranged in a variety of ways on the page and there are images too.
But I jumped on for the ride and jumped off at the end blinking and wondering "What was that?" in a good way. Some of the lines are astonishing, the contemporary references coming thick and fast and dizzying, the visceral being, well visceral in impact (although there is a tad too much vomiting) It's a book for the dog lover meshing the love of a dog, love from a dog, grief for a dog and a military dog... it moved this reader to smiles and to thump in the heart sadness. Successful poetry moves us and by that metric, Whip-Hot and Grippy was a success for me.