1. MORTALITY RATE by Andrew Elliott
Published by CB Editions; buy here.
Reviewed by Jon Stone
Mortality Rate contains an abundance
of the kind of pieces that are really half poem, half something else. The
something else in this case is seedy, surreal, almost noir-ish microfiction,
taking place at night, in cities and liminal spaces, in Europe and America.
Long, loping lines abound, sex is handled in a kind of rough, frank way, and
the same pair of female characters turn up in multiple poems, stripped to
various states. It’s a very generous volume, written mostly in a voice that
delights in taking winding detours. Highly recommended for quiet winter nights
with a whisky.
2. LOVE, AN INDEX by Rebecca Lindenberg
Reviewed by Ian Chung
Since its founding in 1998 by Dave Eggers, McSweeney’s
has grown into a publishing empire in its own right, with flagship literary
journal Timothy McSweeney’s Quarterly
Concern being joined by other titles like the monthly The Believer, food quarterly Lucky
Peach and sport journal Grantland
Quarterly. One of the publishing house’s most recent imprints is the
McSweeney’s Poetry Series, of which Rebecca Lindenberg’s Love, an Index is the first title. The collection chronicles
Lindenberg’s relationship with fellow poet Craig Arnold, who disappeared in
2009 during a solo hike in Japan. A strong debut for Lindenberg and the series,
Love, an Index embraces the elegy
form, and in poems like ‘Status Update’ and ‘Status Update (2)’, reworks it for
the Facebook generation. The standout moment of the collection, however, is the
titular sequence that occupies the middle third of the book. An alphabetical
indexing of Lindenberg and Arnold’s relationship, the poems are brutally
beautiful, ruthlessly detailing minutiae in the wake of her loss. Joining other
poetry collections about losing a partner like Douglas Dunn’s Elegies and Paul Monette’s Love Alone: 18 Elegies for Rog,
Lindenberg’s Love, an Index shows the
mind of the poet at work, transmuting personal tragedy into powerful art.
3. TREEDS: POEMS IN SHETLAND DIALECT by Laureen Johnson
Published by the Hansel Cooperative Press; buy here.
Reviewed by Harry Giles
Treeds is one of a small but rich crop of chapbooks
from Hansel Co-operative Press, a small-scale outfit publishing and promoting
writing and art of Orkney and Shetland. Printed on good thick stock and
gorgeously hand-finished, the chapbook is pocket-sized but big-hearted. The
writing is vernacular Shetlandic – not a synthetic Scots, but a language very
much alive and rooted in place and culture. The fine glossary is a neat guide
to those new to the language, though not burdensome or pedantic, making the
poems an excellent route into Shetlandic for those willing to put in some small
effort.
The poems cover family and livelihood, land and water; the
title piece (meaning “threads”) describes a weaving together of place and
person into a poetics of sense and feeling. The unrhymed lines advance in
breaths, matching the everyday language used; the sense is of being given
stories and wisdom honed by time and wind, though never is this hoary or
slight. The tone is as much humorous as delicate, and often very sad in its
simplicity – as in Gynae Ward:
“Nae
prenk, damned little pent,
nae
comouflage,
Here da
oppenin bud, da faded leaf,
da
prunin shears.”
Pamphlet publishing is a source of diversity in contemporary
poetry, and local presses a way to meet outlying poetics on their own terms. Treeds
is a long way – in style and language – from what you're likely to find in more
urban-centred anthologies and magazines, and so, along with Hansel's wider
output, demands your attention for its particular music and beauty.
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