Sunday, February 7, 2016

Rachel Blau DuPlessis, Excerpts from Eurydics


                                                               Ho|ma|ge to Destament’s Brisure, image by Daniel Y. Harris 



Excerpts from Eurydics


What did you expect? This entrance
on every scale into sound and sedimentation
destroys the merely consumable
substitutes struggle.

What did you want?
the vibration of an untempered
instrument in a keening or keen
touching mode
modality or modular scale

sequencing notes in the most untoward
true pitch gradations--
one will never
“be the same,” for
this satisfied yearning, this unsatisfied yearning
this desire, the memory

of a dream without my knowing ever
what it was you dreamed was
dissonant song. And the working of work.
The stark and rocky trail is flanked
by letters apparently spelling the name of “wanderer”

but always unreadable, foreign, undeciphered,
left mysterious.


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There was a woman ripped her early works
stripped them into shreds and shards
those flags of loss, she
wanting, saw them only as wanting,
from which in a rage of desire 
readied by her perfected resistance
glued the strips
on masonite and canvas
and made what we now call her works
from all the ruptured fragments.




If it’s not coherent, why is it important
that it’s not coherent?
Let it be exactly what it needs to sound it self.
Clustered relations of affliction need succor.
Everything demands transformation.

This is a contested area of knowledge.
A contested claim.
Seems odd it would be so contested.

Suppose cultural production is political practice.
Why suppose?
We know it is.

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And what about the poetic? There is nothing worse than “the poetic.” So well meaning, so ennobling in its intention, so sympathetic with what its users think of as art or artistic, the merest trace of that term makes me blanch. What responsibility does poetry have for this “the poetic”? Is my resistance to that which ennobles, gives sympathy, brings a tear to the eye, gives aphoristic sentiments to live by so churlish and reductive? Is this my problem

Rachel Blau DuPlessis

Rachel Blau DuPlessis is the author of Drafts, (1986-2012), whose newer volumes are Pitch: Drafts 77-95 (Salt Publishing, 2010) and Surge: Drafts 96-114 (Salt Publishing, 2013). Post-Drafts, she has been publishing shorter autonomous books: Interstices (Subpress, 2014)--epistles to people, and Graphic Novella (Xexoxial Editions, 2015)--collage, poetry and glosses.  Two books and a chapbook will come out in 2016—Eurydics from Further Other Book Works, Days and Works from Ahsahta Press, and “Poesis” from Little Red Leaves. She has also written several books of literary criticism and essays.sis is the author  Drafts, (1986-2012), whose newer volumes are Pitch: Drafts 77-95 (Salt Publishing, 2010) and Surge: Drafts 96-114 (Salt Publishing, 2013). Post-Drafts, she has been publishing shorter autonomous books: Interstices (Subpress, 2014)--epistles to people, and Graphic Novella (Xexoxial Editions, 2015)--collage, poetry and glosses.  Two books and a chapbook will come out in 2016—Eurydics from Further Other Book Works, Days and Works from Ahsahta Press, and “Poesis” from Little Red Leaves. She has also written several books of literary criticism and essays.