ANNOUNCING
Angel Exhaust
16: From the Heroic Life of
Bohemia
They've done it! Poetry can
be cloned: and the two Dollys, the new Penguin book of contemporary verse and
The Firebox, published within weeks of one another,
prove that modern poetry is a monolith -- two massive blocks of verse, poet for
poet, word for word the same. Stalinist state art has come home in
duplicate from the knackered fifties nostalgia of dusty, ripped up sofas, the
dingey suburban bedsit land littered with new laddish sexual encounters, strewn
with used condoms draped over lampshades. Surely these Siamese twins are a
marketing disaster, a double sign of something rotten to the core, a ham-fisted
and thick-eared attempt to bury the delights of The Conductors of
Chaos (also from Picador) and its ilk a half-life away. So,
as the poetry-reading public shuffle along, heads down under armed guard,
chanting the same mantra of Don Paterson and Hugo Williams, the poet formerly
known as God, Sean O'Brien, with Saints Simon Armitage and Robert Crawford
adjourn to the bar for a piss up after a good day's reaping of
souls.
While the self-righteous claim
Heaven to be of their own making, the lost generations of poets cobble together
blast shelters and improvise trench networks in between the remains of the set
left from Terminator II and the recycled output of
photocopiers. All bets are off. Or so it would seem.
Meanwhile, from the midst of the detritus and radioactive ash, beyond the walls
of the Citadel, the Fallen Angel rises, and in the blackness of this nuclear
winter figures start to emerge and huddle around braziers for warmth -- at
Subvoicive, at Tenter End, at C.C.C.P., or folded and blown along the ground
amongst the pages of fragmente,
Oasis, Salt, Equipage,
Writers Forum, Poetical Histories, The Many Press, or fizzing on the electronic
ether at websites like Ixion and
Jacket. Further up the valley other lanterns and
makeshift settlements can be picked out, beyond them flicker stars unexplored,
hard and glassy in the freezing night.
Among the faces and photofits in
this issue of The Angel are: John Tranter, Gavin
Selerie, Johan de Wit, Anthony Mellors, Tony Lopez, Kelvin Corcoran, John
Kinsella & Tom Lowenstein. They speak for themselves.
Edited by: Andrew Duncan, reviews
and essays; Simon Smith, poetry
Cover Artwork and book design: Emma
Gregory
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