Wednesday, February 18, 2026

One review and two poems in Tears in the Fence 83

I usually post on this blog to alert people to the fact that I’ve published a poem or two in Tears in the Fence or – more recently – an announcement of a new review or two in this excellent, long-running magazine.

This time I have both some poems and a review and I thought I’d offer an account of both contributions in what looks like a very interesting issue. (I’m writing this before my copy has arrived.) Thanks to David Caddy for choosing the poems and for letting me choose Tim's books from his list of books for review (and for allotting a large space for it). 

Let’s detail the review first. This is a long review of three books by Tim Allen: A Democracy of Poisons, Shearsman Books, 2021, Peasant Tower, Disengagement Books, 2021, and Very Rare Poems Upon the Earth, Aquifer Books, 2023. These three, the first constructed, the second condensed, the third extemporised, demonstrate how Allen’s sensibility works within different literary processes, and how he, and his readers with him, can see the world anew, refreshed in all its post-surrealist ‘daily miracle’, to quote Lee Harwood quoting Louis Aragon. They also show how the finest contemporary British poetry, as exemplified by these books, can restore us to the fullest of imaginative possibilities. (There's also a review by Keith Jebb in this issue of yet another book by Allen!)


To read it, though, you’ll have to buy this issue. Indeed, why not subscribe? Details are to be found here: Tears in the Fence 83 is out! | Tears in the Fence. As I say, it contains lots of goodies.

 


To read my poems, too, you’ll have to buy the magazine. I have two examples of my recent work, ‘Radio Therapy’ and ‘Empty Diary 2024 in the Style of Empty Diaries’. They are not related (other than they were written by me).

‘Radio Therapy’ is (unusually for me) the result of a ‘real’ experience: the experience of listening to the radio while I was having radiotherapy for prostate cancer and realising that I was listening to Jimi Hendrix’ ‘Voodoo Child’ (it’s no longer styled ‘Chile’). I imagine it as another of the poems ‘about’ or ‘round and about’ music that seem to be moving towards some sort of ‘collection’. Listen to it, particularly the way it opens. Then imagine a radiotherapy machine encircling you! Sublime!

 


(I know from reading this poem in public that people are immediately concerned about my health. As I put it on my annually updated biography on my website: ‘I’ve been recently passed from consultants into the monitoring gaze of nurses.’ It’s quite nice to be no longer of interest to the profession, though I’m grateful for the continued monitoring. Information on Prostate Cancer may be gathered here: Prostate Cancer UK | Prostate Cancer UK. And, yes, we DO need a screening programme in the UK!)  

The second poem, ‘Empty Diary 2024 in the Style of Empty Diaries’ is the penultimate poem in that sequence ‘Empty Diaries’. I’ve written of it elsewhere, but it is worth recalling that it began in the 1990s, early poems published as a book from Stride in 1998, and reappearing as the ‘spine’ of Twentieth Century Blues. It continued on into the twenty-first century, until 2025. One poem for each year, basically: 1901-2025. This one is less egregiously sexual than others in the series, and is about AI rather than edging or conspiracy theorists (to pick a couple of the other themes in recent specimens).


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I wrote about my previous reviews in TITF here:  Pages: Tears in the Fence 82 Reviews Reviews Reviews, and about the review before that and about reviewing generally (my thoughts about it and literary criticism, and me) here: Pages: My Tears’ review of Philip Terry’s Dante’s Purgatorio and my own Dante project revived – plus thoughts on reviewing.

Here’s a pretty fulsome post, with links, and videos, about the ‘Empty Diaries’ poems over the years: Pages: Robert Sheppard: The last two Empty Diary poems are published on Stride

And, finally, here’s a contribution to the Tears in the Fence website that I’d completely forgotten: an account of my ‘European Union of Imaginary Authors’ project from 2015:  The ‘EUOIA’ collaboration | Tears in the Fence.

Happy reading!

Sunday, February 15, 2026

My 21st year of blogging reviewed! A hub post to the year

Every year I celebrate another year of blogging. Last year I did that in the conventional way of looking back at the previous year,  here, Pages: My 20th year of blogging: links to favourites!, but because it was the 20th year, I decided to look back meditatively at those two decades of blogging in their own right: Pages: 20 Years of Blogging - some thoughts about my over 1500 posts, posted on the day, and this one tries to pick the best/favourite posts from the 1500 posts since 2005: Pages: Looking back at 20 years blogging: the best posts 2005-2025 (with links)!

This year, the task is easier. I’ve only got the last year to look at. Even so, there is one strange feature about most of this blogging year (February-February), and that was my ‘project’, marked by its extreme uselessness, of posting my dream diary for 1975, that is, of each dream on its 50th anniversary. This post collages ALL the dreams into a sort of prose piece and explains itself, here: Pages: Dream Year 1975; or: the solipsist’s headparty (as a text).  (I’ve not made up my mind at all about what to do with it.) Here’s one of my favourite inconsequential dreams (with helpful image): Pages: Dream Diary Tuesday 29 July 1975.

Big book news for me was Elle: A Verse Novel, published by Broken Sleep, and there are a couple of posts pertaining to the book, probably the most informative being this one: Pages: My new book Elle: A Verse Novel is published by Broken Sleep Books.


This post was important (to me) in that I was thinking about Stars: A Comedy Machine, my (still unpublished) ‘Dante’ poem, about Philip Terry’s ‘Dante’ poem (which I was reviewing), and about reviewing in general, which I seem to have returned to with some energy:  
Pages: My Tears’ review of Philip Terry’s Dante’s Purgatorio and my own Dante project revived – plus thoughts on reviewing.

 


This post features the set lists of 3 readings I did in March 2025. I like to collate such things: Pages: Three March readings up the North West coast (set lists). I was back at the Ainsdale venue in January 2026, as I demonstrate here (with more pictures by Ron Davies): Pages: Another reading in Ainsdale at Poets' Corner and Ron Davies' photos.

I was deeply moved by the death of poet friend John Seed during the year, and posted about him here, also finding myself surprised about how many posts I’d made concerning his work on this blog.: Pages: i.m. John Seed (with links to posts on his work).


 

I largely drafted my talk for this Glasgow University conference in memory of Jerome Rothenberg in a series of posts. You might as well go to the final thing, in full here: Looking Back at ‘The End of the Twentieth Century’ (and a half) and at some poems for, at, and beyond the millennium | English Studies in Latin America: A Journal of Cultural and Literary Criticism, from the online pages of English Studies of Latin America, January 2026. (All the other papers by others are there too, of course.)

 


After my 2016 book The Meaning of Form I’ve been thinking (on this blog and in my journal, and putting some of the latter up on the former) about form. Here’s a few initial thoughts about pushing beyond the Derek Attridge influenced thesis of my book: Pages: From My Journal: On Form (again) and Caroline Levine’s Forms. In early February 2026 I returned to this theme and posted the following long post: Pages: FORM (again!) on Tom Eyers and Speculative Formalism.

 My daily writing practice (which I early dubbed ‘Ark and Archive’) reached page 1000 this year, and I thought I’d share it with you. I sometimes make poems out of it (but other times it’s simply a way of keeping ‘writing fit’), and I celebrated that here, with a little video of the thousandth page and of examples of how it’s been used: Pages: Ark and Archive page 1,000 - keeping a daily practice of writing going.

In the latter half of 2025 I posted a number of posts about the British Poetry Revival, trying to find new things to say about a subject I’ve already talked myself hoarse on. Here’s a couple of new things in one of the posts: Pages: How the British Poetry Revival appears in one history of its times: Dominic Sandbrook’s White Heat.

 

Lee Harwood on the cover of Poetmeat.

Indica Bookshop: the Ashers leaving

I really enjoyed my tongue-in-cheek hangdog prose for Rupert Loydell’s Stride on ‘Deflated Ego’. I took it very literally! Here’s a post on that: Pages: My DEFLATED EGO on Stride (a mini essay on my creative summer torpor). Note I think that some of the other excellent posts in the series just weren’t deflated enough! (There's a link to the Stride piece too.)

Three online magazines (so far) have published excerpts from my ‘Tone Poem’ poems about recent jazz. Here’s a hubpost to find those, and some reflections on the rest of the sequence: Pages: TONE POEM and my other poems about music (links).

Brandee Younger (and harp), one of the featured musicians

I always have a few personal matters on here, but this one shades over into poetry: a ‘Burnt Journal’ poem for all my friends (and me!) who were 70 in 2025. See them posing here in the Belvedere. Read the poem here: Pages: Burnt Journal 1955 for the 1955 Committee (including me!).

It was good to be included in a tribute book for poet and organiser Ric Hool; see here for more on the book, and on Ric: Pages: Tributes to Ric Hool included in A Landscape Pulsing with Life (one from me).

 


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Sunday, February 08, 2026

FORM (again!) on Tom Eyers and Speculative Formalism

FORM with reference to Tom Eyers’ Speculative Formalism (Evanston: Northwestern University Press, 2017)

This post follows on from the speculations on form, after my reading of Caroline Levine’s On Forms: Pages: From My Journal: On Form (again) and Caroline Levine’s Forms

 

6th February 2026

I’ve returned again to look at Tom Eyers’ Speculative Formalism. Yesterday I worked through the introduction, reading each sentence out loud and summarising or even translating terms into those which I could understand. Additionally, I decided to avoid, quite deliberately, his frequent allusions to philosophy and his side swipes at other kinds of approaches to literature, which he will critique later in the book. Let’s keep it focussed.

He opens with a bold claim: ‘This book proposes a new theory of literary form and’  - and I think I have paid less attention to the next word – : ‘formalisation’. (1) A word to which we shall return. He offers a theory for how literature works. Mimesis is rejected, as is the ‘over-running’ – his word – of form by context (he later calls these the ‘outsides’). Text breaks free from those bonds between form and world and – being very crude about it – re-form in a different way, a way which gives some power to the formal, indeed renders it a ‘speculative’ instrument. This power stops the texts being written back into their occasions, into their materials, into content. (It is perhaps impossible to avoid that word, though Eyers does). But whereas someone like Adorno might see this as ‘the critical function of the work of art’, and that's how I've read it in The Meaning of Form, Eyers sees it resulting in an impasse, a blockage. This will become important for his later argument.

This blockage will enable a different kind of relationship between the text and the external world. (This clearly rejects all kinds of formalism or negative views of formalism that suggest the text is sealed hermetically from the world.) Indeed, he suggests that this incompletion is ultimately useful in connecting with the outsides, and he posits the existence of a ‘non mimetic reference’, a new connection, opening up new creativity.

The productivity of impasse is absolutely central to his argument.

We’re back to formalisation. It is presented as a synonym of ‘categorization’ at one point. Again, he argues that this formalism does not lead just to self-reference or self-reflexive introspection or insularity (‘formalism’ in a bad sense). These ‘gaps’, this ‘impasse’, this ‘dehiscence’, to use some of the terms that he uses, impede direct access but ‘open the path to a different kind of reference’. (2) He makes it clear that these impasses occur in a number of places outside of the literary work too, whenever we try to categorise or catalogue or formalise, well…  nearly anything, really. This isn't represented as a negative aspect of form and formalisation, but as a positive, and indeed Eyers allows himself to refer to this new approach as opening to ‘pastures new’. (3) This feels momentarily almost utopian in this productivity. There is a negative, for me, or a problem, or at least the presence of a different kind of resistance, when he says: ‘Such attempts are never entirely generalizable; rather, they are always routed through and transformed by the more particular texts that are put in their service and that may come to resist or deny them in turn.’ (3) This suggests there could be no general theory, no apparatus equivalent to that of Derek Attridge’s clearcut structures of form, as in The Singularity of Literature. Or as in Veronica Forrest-Thomson’s theory of poetic artifice.

This account of form is linked to formalisation (or categorisation) as much as Levine’s sense of form (which Eyers critiques) is linked, or held to be analogous to, social forms and formations. Why can’t we just talk about literary form? I want to ask at this point, but I’m following Eyers as closely as I can. ‘Such attempts are never entirely generalizable,’ is telling me, to some extent, there can be no ‘talk about form’; there can only be talk about form, formulations, the powerful impasses of literary texts, only with reference to particular literary texts, for (I’m guessing) they exert their productivity in individual ways: hence, one might say, the many investigations of the book. Will Montgomery in his even more text-focussed study Short Form American Poetry (where I first came across Eyers) calls the impasses ‘generative opacity’ (3), which I think might be a better term (for me) for the blocks that form throws up to re-divert our perceptiveness. Though that is, for a moment, to accept Eyers at his word, as it were.  

                                                                                                                                                             

There is some categorical stability, though, when Eyers identifies two kinds of incompletion or opacity. The first is in literary language. The second is in the ‘outsides’ of literature, which I found easiest to concretize as ‘history’, but others may prefer to use the word ‘contexts’. Both defeat mimesis, but that is not (as is clear from what has been looked at before) the end of the story, but its beginning. Both of these areas share their limitations to totalisation. ‘Speculative’ formalism wouldn’t in the final analysis favour one or the other (or indeed concur to the division between the two, but this is an early stage of the argument. Remember: Eyers comes from a philosophic background.)

I feel I must stop here and take stock. I have, of course, read the whole book, but I am returning to the originating thoughts (the first section of the Introduction!) which I don’t think I understood at the beginning last time. Whether much of this (or any of it) would influence my attempt to develop my formalist thinking is unclear. Even less so in terms of writerly poetics.


7th February 2026

 

Eyers’ use of the term ‘speculative’ is defended against assumptions that arise from the use of the term (philosophical baggage) which I shall pass over at this point in order to focus on his central points. One is that his work is influenced by Marxist attitudes to literature, secondly that his formalism avoids obsession with mimesis and with what he calls ‘interiority’, which could mean formal self-reflexivity, or it could mean a fixation on ‘interior’ states of selfhood. I suspect both are rejected (or resisted) in this way of thinking. Rejected (or resisted) in favour of production.

He is also in favour of critical theory. That would seem blindingly obvious, but the era of high theory is past, and he knows he will need to distinguish his formalism from other schools of theory (again, let us focus on his focus, or we will go astray). Those other schools have lessened the lessons of what he calls ‘the formativeness of form’ (5). (This term is not just used for notions of literary form, but for the ‘forming’ of other discourses too.)

The question to ask of literary form would be how it somewhat frees itself of determining histories and yet how it may reproduce those histories. That's almost a quote from Eyers. But does that mean he's moving on from thinking about impasses and outsides? I don’t think so. To turn away from form would mean not knowing what literature could achieve, produce or do, other than simply being or becoming a receptacle for history: content as the important element and form simply as something fixed and derivative, a power of secondary order, a container. (That’s how many people think of it, of course: formal kinky boots for the fetishized flesh of ‘content’. A tight fit.)

His answer to this problem is to divert briefly into deconstruction, which I want to leave to one side at this early stage of engagement with this: thinking about form acknowledges that paradox is important to these counter-intuitive ways of thinking. To avoid precisely the kinky boots theory of form. The first section (I’ve only reached page 6 of the Introduction) which I have been labouring through, ends with an informative plea that I will quote in its entirety. ‘Form, as it will be understood in what follows, becomes the conflicted, multiply distributed, and plastic site where truths specific to literature are rendered contingent but also given their only opening to the world, and from which other formal logics in other domains may be better understood. In other words, the truths that literature imparts should be more, not less, visible when its formal features are more comprehensively mapped.’ And presumably he means ‘mapped’ through engagement with the impasses, with the ‘generative opacities’ we find.

Or are there easier ways of talking about ‘the infection of content by form’? (28) Ways developed by other formalists (Wolfson and others) and by a more comprehensive theorist (Attridge again)? I.e., the methods I’ve adopted before? (See some of the links below.)

 


8th February 2026

 

Oddly I’m typing these notes for the blog, rather than putting excerpts in my poetics journal. Perhaps that is because I can see quite clearly that the unfinished business of examining Eyers – I’ve been at this for over a year! – will perhaps not yield poetics, but it is equally clear that I am unlikely to use its thinking much in any future critical work. But others might find my incomplete notes (this is not a review of the book at all!) useful in some way, if only in diverting attention towards Attridge’s work (which Eyers mentions once) or others who ‘read for form’, Susan Wolfson and others, who are given short shrift here, unfairly, but not with too much opprobrium. Levine’s book is given generous space to be critiqued (and passages of his online review here, Tom Eyers – The Revenge of Form: Review of C. Levine’s “Forms: Whole, Rhythm, Hierarchy, Network” – b2o: boundary 2 online, reappear in his Introduction. Other schools of literary theory and criticism are severely attacked: the digital humanities in their antipathy towards close reading, and versions of distant and surface reading that seem, I agree, to deny a role for FORM, which to me is unthinkable. New Historicism also, for its obvious re-focussing on the contexts of literature to ‘solve’ a text. (Of course, some of its discoveries are quite illuminating; certainly, a New Historical reading provided much for my versioning of Michael Drayton’s sonnets in Bad Idea.)

Deconstruction he engages with, more sympathetically, to push de Man’s thinking onwards to something like his own ‘position’ – as far as I’ve been able to understand it. One of the reasons it can’t be summarised neatly is that his theory is a contingent one: the contention that ‘Such attempts are never entirely generalizable; rather, they are always routed through and transformed by the more particular texts that are put in their service and that may come to resist or deny them in turn.’ (3)  This suggests we will find a fuller representation in actual readings (close readings, we might say). Even in the introduction we find this passage on Wallace Stevens:

Steven’s verse evinces what I'm calling a speculative formalist interest in the simultaneous distance and proximity that the verse form, whether metered or free, forces upon its objects, such objects at the same time serving to distress poetic form from a topologically obscure ‘inside’ – even as … such objects are presupposed as externally opposed to the language that would, in an initial moment, seek to capture their inner essences. (31)

He calls this ‘the simultaneous recognition in Stevens of the formative and deformative potentialities of poetic language’ (31) but I still wonder whether this could be more clearly expressed. Whereas his statement that in language poetry ‘such formal logics will be shown to inhere in a back-and-forth between history and text that finally renders the distinction between the two porous, if not untenable’, rings true to my readerly experience. (31) 

As said, this is not a review of the book, but there is a good online one by Herman Rapaport

here on Postmodern Culture: Reviving Formalism in the 21st Century – POSTMODERN CULTURE. I’m not going to review a review, of course, but I have tracked his quotations from Eyers, in an attempt to do what he purportedly is not: offering some sort of general theory.

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Rapaport quotes the most generalisable sentence in the Introduction, which I quote above, but let’s revisit it to see if my discussion has rendered it more concrete: “Form [is] the conflicted, multiply distributed, and plastic site where truths specific to literature are rendered contingent but also given their only opening to the world, and from which other formal logics in other domains may be better understood.” (6). This seems – perhaps with the exclusion of the final clause – perfectly lucid.

The following contention seems to use Derek Attridge’s sense that a literary text formally ‘stages’ its content: “Literature stages better than most phenomena the manner in which, far from shutting down the possibility of meaning, the impossibility of any final, formal integration of a structure and its component parts is the very condition of possibility of that structure.” (8) 

This is, of course, a re-assertion of the “creative capacity of impasses” (8), which we have encountered before, but in a more deconstructive mode.

Therefore, it is worth being reminded: “central to my argument will be the claim that form resists meaning as much as it enables it” (9).

The work of Francis Ponge is described in ways that demonstrate the existence of such impasses and blockages, for “in the formal paradoxes of his poetry the inability of language to latch neatly onto the object-world” is legion. (29) This reads Ponge against a lot of other representations, of course.

‘It is in poetry’s determinative inability to present the whole, an inability written into the very productive constraints exemplified in poetry by the marshaling of language into meter, that it gains momentary access to the similar failures of completion and rational totalization that define its referents, referents otherwise assumed to lie submissive in anticipation of poetic representation; Stevens, needless to say, instantiates for us this paradox better than most.’ (101) Wallace Stevens, again, is the philosopher’s friend.

On the new reference that form affords: “Its very resistance to semantic recuperation that, paradoxically enough, lies at the root of literature’s capacity to refer, even to transfigure, annul, boost or remain strikingly indifferent to, its historical and political conditions.” (9–10). 

Qualifications of the ‘outsides’, or of one of them: “History is not to be conceived of as ‘context’ per se, as an externality ranged dynamically against the passive content that it molds; rather, literary history and politics are especially vivid folds in literary form as such, envelopes that both determine and are determined by the textual or conceptual scientific structures that too often are assumed to be their mere passive products.” (10)

In Ron Silliman’s “Albany”: ‘History appears here as another formal logic, at the moment at which an agent, whether linked to collective political action, to sexual violence, to ethnic classification, both appears and is effaced by the temporal movement of the verse’s underlying structure, by the inevitability of the end of one sentence and the beginning of another; temporality, that is, gives out onto signs of historical events, only for history to succumb to the temporal once more, in a movement of repetition that is also defined by the power of retrospective assimilation, neutralization, and erasure.’ (159)

Reading this, as you probably are, without benefit of either Silliman’s text, or Eyers’ subtle and fulsome reading, this is rather opaque. But, read in context, this is an astute summary of this particular Silliman ‘new sentence’ work, and such readings give weight to the notion that that ‘Such attempts are never entirely generalizable; rather, they are always routed through and transformed by the more particular texts that are put in their service and that may come to resist or deny them in turn.’ (3) One such text is ‘Albany’ by Ron Silliman. You can’t look at form, except through forms, and in acts of forming (which means the processes of making and the processes of (close) reading).

   


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This post refers, in its way, to others. Initially, the thesis of my 2016 book The Meaning of Form, is expounded here:  here: Pages: Robert Sheppard The Meaning of Form: forms and forming in contemporary innovative poetry (Summary and Weblinks).

There are some updates on my encounters with Derek Attridge’s thinking here:  Pages: Robert Sheppard: The Meaning of Form and Derek Attridge’s The Work of Literature.

I tangle with, tango with, Adorno’s aesthetics here: Pages: Robert Sheppard: Form, Forms and Forming and the Antagonisms of Reality in Criticism, Poetics and Poetry, as I do in The Meaning of Form.

BUT the immediate predecessor of this post is:  

Pages: From My Journal: On Form (again) and Caroline Levine’s Forms

Other workings around notions of form may be found in my book The Necessity of Poetics: Shearsman Books buy Robert Sheppard - When Bad Times Made for Good Poetry. The images on this page are formal re-workings of a painting by Patricia Farrell to form the cover image of the book. They seem appropriate.

Monday, February 02, 2026

Jerome Rothenberg/Anthology as Manifesto: 'papers' published (including mine) in English Studies in Latin America: links

I’m pleased to say that the ‘results’ (some of the textual results) of the Jerome Rothenberg conference last year in Glasgow, Anthology as Manifesto, are now published as a special edition of English Studies in Latin America. You can look at the issue, volume 30, number 30, here:

 Vol. 30 No. 30 (2026): January 2026 | English Studies in Latin America: A Journal of Cultural and Literary Criticism

That gives the title of, and link to, each of the contributions. It might be best to start with 'Anthology as Manifesto: Celebrations and Extensions of the Work of Jerome Rothenberg' by Jeffrey Robinson.

 Click on PDF icon on this page:

Anthology as Manifesto: Celebrations and Extensions of the Work of Jerome Rothenberg | English Studies in Latin America: A Journal of Cultural and Literary Criticism.

After that, return to the first link and click on to what you fancy. There are essays, responses and creative responses to Jerome Rothenberg’s work as writer, anthologist, translator, and example!


 

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My first contribution (not here) was to a panel about teaching with Poems for the Millennium, extemporised and not particularly illuminating, I thought. Scott Thurston’s contribution, which is on the same theme, and relating experiences begun at Edge Hill in teaching with me, which I can’t really recall very well (but why, oh why, do I have these teaching nightmares many nights? Which I didn’t have when I was teaching?), says similar things, though Scott has developed its use, and his much more coherent account may be read here:  View of TEACHING WITH POEMS FOR THE MILLENNIUM, VOLUME 2. 

My main contribution came out of Jeffrey Robinson’s request for me to read my 1999 text ‘The End of the Twentieth Century’ from Twentieth Century Blues, or rather the parts that touch on teaching from, reading from, and innovating out of Poems for the Millennium. He requested a ‘meaty’ introduction, and I provided one. AFTER the conference I decided to add a ‘Personal Commentary’ that reflected further on Rothenberg and on the conference itself. It is here:

Looking Back at ‘The End of the Twentieth Century’ (and a half) and at some poems for, at, and beyond the millennium | English Studies in Latin America: A Journal of Cultural and Literary Criticism

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View of Looking Back at ‘The End of the Twentieth Century’ (and a half) and at some poems for, at, and beyond the millennium

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locate it from the fist link above, the ‘index’ to the journal issue.

[Update: I hadn't noticed that Scott Thurston also has an account of his dance piece based on one of Rothenberg's poems. The photos, unfortunately, are NOT from the the Glasgow performance of it: See View of PERFORMING JEROME ROTHENBERG’S 'TWELVE LUNAR MEDITATIONS'


Allen Fisher and me having a well-earned break.

On this blog I have included an account of the ‘reading’ part of my performance (second item on this list); Pages: Three March readings up the North West coast (set lists)

 

Me reading my piece

References to Twentieth Century Blues abound and that may be read about here: Complete Twentieth Century Blues, Robert Sheppard | Salt.

 

Me feeding my face in Glasgow with Scott. All pics Scott's.