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Ten Poems About East Asia & Kitsch Nebula Ampersands And, by Ralph-Michael Chiaia (Coatlism Press, ISBN 978-0-9802073-0-9, pb, $13.95)
The press release for Ralph-Michael Chiaia’s Ten Poems About East Asia & Kitsch nebula Ampersands And calls it a book of experimental poems. What do we make of such a label? We could consider any free verse poem experimental or any genuine attempt to say something new and personal in any form as an experiment in language. But obviously something more specific is meant if we say “experimental poem.” Something that is out of the ordinary—perhaps extraordinary—and displaces the familiar.
As the title may indicate, this book is two chapbooks in one, and the first section—Ten Poems About Asia—is fairly familiar unless you count the poems. There are twelve. The titles are place names from
It’s moving like its [sic] set to bhangra music:
all the massage parlors, clothing stores,
schoolgirls in uniform, perverts.
It’s seething like a flu patient
yet calm as a Buddhist in prayer
wearing his shaved head and saffron robe.
Or of individuals, as in “
She’s up early to go to law class
in her tank top and skirt
sunglasses on.
The Imam sings.
After a movie
she’s on the grass with a notebook under her
looking at the twin Islamic star towers.
The Imam sings.
And the snapshots cannot avoid the history of the last half-century. In “
. . . the Khmer Army,
all boys,
took all the guys wearing glasses,
the doctors, the teachers,
the nurses
to labor camps
the killing fields . . .
In “
one little girl still retains
the moves of ancient Khmer dance
her mother kept its secret in her blood
throughout the labor camps
of the Khmer Rouge.
In the second section of the book, as again the title may indicate, the poems are more consciously experimental. Sometimes with subject matter—“Ode to the Pillow,”
“Ode to the & sign (the ampersand)”—or sometimes with form as in the four parts of “Conversation between Person and Mushroom” scattered throughout the section. The poems in the second section abound in wordplay, as the opening line or URL of “Error 4(♥)9, 357”:
http://♥♥♥.mallardducks.rip.html
or the intricate assonant music of
it’s damn tough to tie one on
easier to untie bras
regret it the next time you see
her, an unending ethics question:
restraint. Better to get slain
by indulgence rather than restraint. (“Mind Slain in Nebulae”)
Chiaia’s formalistic experiments appeal to our curiosity, but his experiments in conjuring a familiar world in a personal language are compelling. We get both in this nicely produced book from Coatlism Press. The press and Ralph-Michael Chiaia are new to the small press world, and I look forward to more from both.
19 April 2008
Joe La Rosa reviews "Ten Poems & Ampersands"
Lo Galluccio reviews RMC's chapbook
Ten Poems About East Asia &
Kitsch Nebula Ampersands And
Poems by Ralph-Michael Chiaia
Coatlism Press, copyright 2007
Pages = 47.
Review by Lo Galluccio
Genius book. I wanted to review it because it’s about a part of the world—East Asia -- I only begin to see through the faces and ideas of my Korean and Japanese students at Berlitz. This is not a book about that part of Asia, however, except for a few poems about Seoul. What’s super-cool though is this book is also full of what I like about experimental work: his code lists, symbols, concrete language and wild juxtapositions of great post-modern verse.
“I like to keep perspective,” Suzanne Vega adroitly sings. So does Chiaia. (His bio says that he resides on Long Island but travels the world armed with his pens and laptop-- you can tell.) This book is an enticing travelogue of portraits of places and people from New York City to Singapore.
His wings are in the mixture of cultural references, combined with a love of Asian ambience and history, and New York’s splaying multi-cultural virtues and vices. The first part of the book, Part 1, “Ten Poems about East Asia” are dedicated to his homeland of East Asia, notably Thailand. (This is my guess, though it is not explicitly stated.) Although he writes with a conscientious and lucid notation of many catastrophes-- only one of which is a scorched Vietnam from the U.S. War against it-- there is a playfulness and richness of language that seems to come from the decadence of a narcotic-filled nights in Bangkok or Hong Kong.
Manila:
“She’s up in the afternoon
nose stuffed up from too much
alcohol. She washes the cum off her.
*****
hope that tomorrow
will be real
not another fantasy --
her cellphone buzzes.”
p. 14
On the close of the Vietnam War in Phnom Penh he snaps this shot:
(circa 1975):
“the motorcycles dust bowl
the place now
where the Khmer Army,
all boys,
took all the guys wearing glasses,
the doctors, the teachers,
the nurses
to labor camps
to the killing fields
to the Teng Sleng”
p. 12
The Kitsch Part 2 Section is full of Odes to many things. There are several sarcastic but true enough Odes to America that hit hard and funny. Here’s one example:
ODE TO AMERICA
“America big baby playing with toys
nobody else has
in a room full of boys.”
p. 33
Against this stake to the heart of America’s big boy greed and ridiculousness is a Ginsberg-esque piece called, “Ode for the Fucking Sake of it” that captures the freedom and cravings the US engenders & which suddenly darkens down with an iteration of 9/11.
“I want
the honking, smell of knishes and sauerkraut
and delicious peanuts that taste like shit
I want
The Latinas with hoops and jeeps
the parks and it’s craziness:
man in grey suit playing flute
woman in fountain giving speech
SWAT team in gear
“the bodegas selling dope
speaking Spanish
the passersby blowing kisses at men’s dates
the many saying yum to the tall girl in heels
the dog run, the chess tables, the arches….”
And then a jumbo jet turns right back into the World Trade Towers and Chiaia returns us to the brutal realities under the surface, or just behind them now, where other brutalities have taken their place:
“the terrorist attacks, the steel burning, the buildings falling,
the smoke that stayed, hovered, stank
of burning flesh and steel
the following antipathy, altruism, and apathy.”
Chiaia is a unique trip-hoppy visionary of language and this book encompasses war and peace, lyricism and death, and hit or miss mixes with strangers, especially women. It’s cover is forest green swirled with an image of a battleship the color of money and spring.
by Lo Galluccio
Ibbetson St. Press
29 February 2008
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Book Description: Ten Poems about East Asia and Kitsch Nebula Ampersands And by Ralph-Michael Chiaia is a book of experimental poems, some of which were published online and many of which appear for the first time in these pages. This book has the simple charm of a haiku mixed with the rant of a Ginsberg poem. Those familiar with Chiaia’s work know that his minimal approach speaks in loud primal bass notes. In his first collection of poetry he has sat in with a string quartet and rocked it through stacked Bose speakers.
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