A Fiery Flying Roule:

to all the inhabitants of the earth; specially to the rich ones

]] Robert Creeley’s “But (for Stan’s birthday)” (Thirty Things,1974) [[ 

The poem registers an objection to Brakhage’s wild-eyed logoklasmic program (“Imagine a world before the ‘beginning was the word,’” etc), but in so doing inadvertently metamorphoses into a performance of the accomplishment it seeks to deny. Or perhaps it’s not so inadvertent. For this is, after all, a successfully experimental poem in the primary sense that its effects can be repeated — as the instructions in square brackets indicate. We end where he began: in the adversative. #makenothinghappen

  • 22 September 2012
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