Amanda Earl
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SO, here I am again. Reviewing poetry. Reviewing, in particular, a bk that hasn't been previously reviewed. My GoodReads friend, Eddie Watkins, is an excellent reviewer of poetry. As I've written before, Eddie says something about 'entering into the poetry'; I don't usually 'enter into it', I glance off it. Sometimes I relate to it b/c I find an entry point, sometimes I'm inspired by it enuf to write something interesting that seems somehow parallel (perhaps this is very Amy Catanzano of me).
In Earl's description of this she writes:
"Ursula wanders city streets and back alleys while having visions of Saint Ursula, the patron saint of lost girls, said to have been massacred along with 11,000 virgins en route to her wedding ceremony to a young Pagan prince. AHP has designed and published a limited and colourful pocket size chapbook in 26 copies."
& I'm honored to have copy 19 of 26. What perplexes me, though (& it's an age-old question), is how much is the reader expected to 'get' (ie: feel or think) of the "Ursula wanders city streets and back alleys while having visions of Saint Ursula" part of that description? B/c I wdn't've 'gotten' that, necessarily, w/o having read it online. Perhaps it's not that important. After all, it seems that it's the feeling that counts - the feeling of HAVING A VISION OF SOME KIND. & that feeling comes across, sortof. Or maybe it's just poetry being poetry. Wch isn't such a bad thing, I reckon.
In Franz Kamin's "Crumbs of the Pie" performance, the protagonist visits a neglected artist & is handed a small bk that's called "Crumbs of the Pie" on his way out (after too short a visit). The protagonist doesn't want it - he thinks it's 'just' poetry. Franz dreamed this performance. Then the protagonist looks in the bk & sees that it contains drawings of crumbs & that these crumbs are ALIVE & it's the most beautiful thing he's ever seen. He doesn't need any other bks after this.
This bk is about the same size as the one in "Crumbs of the Pie".
"look at your face
you can still feel the burn
these are lines spirits have touched
visions of heaven
fingertips that you find worthy
your hair is white
if you're lucky you're a ghost"… (meer)