John Seed

melancholy occurrence

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Produktbeschreibung

melancholy occurrence is the latest in a series of texts through which John Seed investigates the appropriation and reconfiguring of historical materials. Previous volumes in the series include Pictures from Mayhew (Shearsman, 2005) about which Allen Fisher said: 'The substance of this work is astonishing, vivid, felt with a considerable and sensitive intelligence.' Its successor, That Barrikins, (Shearsman, 2007) was commended by Iain Sinclair for its 'reverse archaeology': 'His close ear, and neurotic sensitivity to the way a line breaks, reveals how, in the desperate grind of the city, confession aspires to the condition of song.' And David Caddy commented on the most recent, Brandon Pithouse (Smokestack, 2016): 'The singular fragments, juxtaposed and in disjunction, accumulate to produce a deeply moving montage of statistics and documentary experience. The rhythms and cadence of the vernacular emerge in both pain and humour…' (Tears in the Fence, 2016). melancholy occurrences : accidents and disasters, random events, contingencies, chance, coincidence, everything that a Western propensity for generalisation, explanation and meaning pushes to the margins. These are, we might almost say, moments of an anti-novel, brief narratives in a larger anti-narrative. They certainly owe something to a sustained reading of the nouveau roman and, in particular, the wonderful (and neglected) writing of Claude Simon. Elective affinities to Roland Barthes are also signalled from the beginning, especially his reflections on how the haiku resists interpretation. It is intelligible and means nothing: 'The haiku's task is to achieve exemption from meaning within a perfectly readerly discourse (a contradiction denied to Western art, which can contest meaning only by rendering its discourse incomprehensible)…' (Empire of Signs, 1982).

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Produktdetails

• Verlag: Shearsman Books
• Seitenzahl: 158
• Erscheinungstermin: 15. Mai 2018
• Englisch
• Abmessung: 229mm x 152mm x 9mm
• Gewicht: 240g
• ISBN-13: 9781848615816
• ISBN-10: 1848615817
• Artikelnr.: 52641238

Autorenporträt

John Seed was born in 1950 and brought up in the North-East of England. He discovered a copy of Basil Bunting's Briggflatts in Ultima Thule bookshop in Newcastle-upon-Tyne one Saturday morning in 1968. It cost 10 shillings and sixpence. From this starting place he bought and read volume after volume of the Objectivists and the Black Mountain poets, one by one. And then Ezra Pound and William Carlos Williams. He sat in the dark corners of many Morden Tower poetry readings and subsequently met Ric Caddel, who first encouraged and published his work. He also corresponded with Charles Reznikoff and met George Oppen on a couple of occasions. A friend, a postgraduate student at Keele University, said he had a lecturer who talked about some of the same obscure American poets. And during the miner's strike of 1972, in a cold candle-lit pub in Newcastle-under-Lyne (or was it Hanley?), he met Andrew Crozier who pointed him to the work of some contemporary poets, especially those associated with Ferry Press and Grosseteste Review. He also found Nick Kimberley's poetry bookshop in Compendium Books in Camden Town - the best poetry library around at that time but expensive to visit. He lived and worked in Yorkshire from 1972 to 1983 studying and working at the Universities of Hull and Leeds. He also played dominoes and drank many pints of Tetley's bitter with John Riley - with whom he disagreed radically on almost everything. In 1983 he moved to London and taught History at Roehampton University until his retirement. Here for several years he was lucky enough to have Allen Fisher as a colleague. He was also lucky enough to find in the mid-80s, moving through the shabby upstairs rooms of various West End London pubs, the Subvoicive readings - and to be part of a discussion group which met for several years at the Tooting house of Robert Sheppard and Patricia Farrell. This narrative seems to be organised around a series of lucky chances - but the bookshops, the reading groups, the small publishers and the committed poets were there for me to find, or to find me. So to all of the above - and to Bill Griffiths too - an opportunity to say thanks!