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Friday, December 26, 2008

Seattle Poetry Chain 5: Nico Vassilakis

Posted by on Fri, Dec 26, 2008 at 12:17 PM

display_thumbnail.jpgLast week's poet on the poetry chain was Robert Mittenthal. This week, he chose a Seattle poet named Nico Vassilakis. His reasons are as follows:

A megaphone hardwired to heart breath soul. Following sound, an extrovert who inverts what the eye reports. Setting things quickly - an embrace of sound in the correlation - as it happens.

Vassilakis is the author of a book called Text Loses Time, which he says has "gone completely unnoticed by The Stranger." This is not strictly true—I wrote about it briefly during my second week here as books editor—but it's close enough. Vassilakis has been co-curator of the Subtext Reading Series, which you can read much more about here, for the last 14 and a half years. He's working on a giant collection of visual poetry titled Proctracted Type, due out from Blue Lion Books in 2009.

Here is Vassilakis's poem for the Poetry Chain:

ALKI POETRY

How to participate when participating leads nowhere. The four corners wobbling toward collapse. As blue as sky can be this thorn reveals more. Thinking of highway daydreams with many cities’ difficult spellings. Children at the foot of a statue looking up to see a face. The place is quiet and alone. No one visits a place like this. You just happen upon it. A book decimated in the rain. Layers of water. Page-turning water. Spots of sunlight spotlight the body. This part is feeling good today. Congregations of birds nearby and at a distance - everywhere rummaging for food. Terrible events are forgotten for a moment. Subtle waves become impossible at night. How air gets infused with water’s edge on a shoreline to make white. Dogs are too tame here. We are a derivative of our own sense of perfection. Always a near miss. I will call it a peninsula, three sides unattached. Nowhere on the map does it say freedom. Thirsty for information. One perch, one eagle, one disastrous icon pecking out the heart of a pigeon. Simply clean air. I can say no more. It has through attrition become an acquired taste. A kind of blissful surrender.

And here (with much more here) is a sample of his visual poetry:



Vassilakis is a vital member of Seattle's poetry scene
and I'm really pleased to have him take his place in the Poetry Chain. Thanks to him, and tune in next week to see who he's chosen for the next link in the chain.

 

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I regret regretting regrets. The benday dots in winter. The fun of slush - their night of impossibles. The characteristic 'somewhere', a roost for birds too tired to fly.

Fenced infusions arrows even who spotlight this night. Away with these waves these layers everywhere. Until we shadow up. Sodden waste those colors improve our grey surrender.
Posted by nowhere on December 26, 2008 at 1:01 PM
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It's about time the Poetry Train includes a "non-language poet." Please, Nico, think outside of the box next week.
Posted by Brian on December 26, 2008 at 2:11 PM
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I've noticed how the main distinguishing feature of poetry-line breaks-has been missing from so much of the selected works. A solid block of text with minimal punctuation and quirky vocabulary isn't quite a poem to my classically educated mind.
The song-like qualities of poetry are important. The vocal rhythms are what makes it a poem, not just an oddly written story or mood piece or character sketch.
These are some of the reasons why so few people read new poetry-it doesn't look like or sound like a poem, and people can't figure out what the fuck it's supposed to be about.
But if you find this stuff the height of sophistication then it's no wonder the poems that go up on buses-poems lots of readers enjoy-seem to be nothing but crap.
I'd like to see these "poets" try a sonnet or sestina.
Posted by this is poetry? on December 26, 2008 at 2:11 PM
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emptied of rooms, you ruminate. ruination of the eternal now. for a moment zen and then the nothingness of dreams: elusive and by the armful, eye-filled with the permanent evanescence of the peculiar made almost ordinary.
Posted by antoine_et on December 27, 2008 at 5:46 PM
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It's difficult to get a sense of a poet's work from one poem. It's so random that one should have see range of any particular poet's work before making characterizations. Nico is one of the most engaging poets in Seattle and, yes, his work can be quite dense, but hearing it in person, as he adds inflections and emphasis, will reveal more "meaning" for what that's worth.

There is so much poetry (& art for that matter) that does not strive to be difficult, it is good to see folks like Nico and Robert get a little recognition.

That being said, it would be interesting to see this move beyond Subtext, although once it does, it will likely not go back to anything remotely difficult.

It's also interesting to see This Is Poetry's notion that a sonnet or sestina is the polar opposite of what we might call Language Poetry. Paul Hunter (a fine local poet who would be good to see here) once said "Sestina's are poems poets write for other poets" and I've never heard a better description for that form.
Posted by Paul Nelson on December 30, 2008 at 3:44 PM
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i thot it seemed obvious that this "poem" was a tiny essay on the current state of seattle poetry (and the seed for this very poetry chain - that being a response to ill conceived notions like nominating a poet populist).

Posted by megaphone on January 2, 2009 at 8:58 AM
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yr amazing
Posted by paul on March 9, 2009 at 5:33 PM
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PROTRACTED TYPE, the book paul constant mentions above, is finally out. If you are interested or curious there is a free download or you can purchase this handsome book at http://www.lulu.com/content/paperback-bo…

thanks for your time,

n
Posted by nv on July 9, 2009 at 9:40 PM

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