Text Loses Time

by Nico Vassilakis

Publisher: Crag Hill
Copyright: © 2007  Standard Copyright License
Language: English
Country: United States
  • Paperback book $15.95

Printed: 188 pages, 7.5" x 7.5", perfect binding, black and white interior ink

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Text Loses Time intends to present both verbal and visual poetries as equal. Though notions of poetics have shifted and swerved, what has stayed solid throughout is that the alphabet, the word – however arranged – contains, within it, dual significance. First, the proto-historic role of the visual conveyance of represented fact. Second, the overriding desire of human utterance to substantiate existence. In conjoining these two models this book hopes to form a third, blurred value. Thought and experience are factors that accrue, while staring and writing help resolve and conclude. As you stare at text you notice the visual aspects of letters. As one stares further, meaning loses its hierarchy and words discorporate and the alphabet itself begins to surface. Shapes, spatial relations and visual associations emerge as one delves further.

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Marton Koppany on Text Loses Time
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28 Jan 2008 (updated 28 Jan 2008)
The book is very lyric (and that is so rare today). I can easily identify with its momentary balances produced here and now - always (as long as...) on the way "from vulnerable to delirium" and vice versa. The poems don't (try to?) talk out from the sphere of the esthetic where they belong (a rare quality again) and which they permanently widen (actualize) with their shifts and motions. That is one of the reasons why they are so helpful and selfless companions.



In structures like:



"your light is..."

never

more of me

in the middle



everything happens simultaneously as if, paradoxically, we were able to walk around a moment ("this" moment: once upon the time) where we also are (and will remain) locked in. Fragmentariness becomes a concentrated tool for expressing the miraculous synchrony of reflections.



The textual and the visual pieces run parallel, they reinforce each other in this great ("meta-impressionist"?) work. Just one example: in Negative Alphabet Alphabet we have - almost - no time to read the letters: it is too late and too early, since we are always "here" rather than "here". And will remain.



Marton Koppany

John Olson on Text Loses Time
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13 Jan 2008 (updated 13 Jan 2008)
Implicit in the title of this collection is a ceremony of disintegration: shattering, fragmentation. A shedding of time. A shaking loose of the bonds of linearity and sequence. An immediacy of contact with the tools of construction so lucid and unsullied by the seductions of the future and the burdens of the past that the writing becomes a continuous doing and undoing, a joyful participation in the creation of a strange new alphabet of illimitable occurrence, a fetus of meaning in a placenta of ink.



The presentation is twofold: writing as writing (sentences, laminations, thought, “an undulant mind on soft display“), and concrete poetry -- letters arranged in eccentric patterns of visual energy. The writing is playful, probing, and provocative; sentences in paratactic leapfrog with their teasing proposals: “what restrains a superpower after guilt has lost its charm”; “as a windowsill is a place for elbows, so should a beach be a horizontal wonderment with the diesel fumes of military aggression”; “an unplugged brain is more dangerous than any taxpayer.” The emphasis with both strategies -- abstract and concrete, linguistic and visual -- is to advance an experience with language that becomes an ongoing textual genesis, Stein’s “continuous present.” It is also highly entertaining. Vassilakis is a funny guy, a postmodern Socrates with a quizzical cue stick.



This tendency toward showcasing the implements and machinery of language -- what Charles Bernstein calls “the desire for writing to be the end of its own activity, its very thatness” -- is most abundantly available in Vassilakis’s sections of concrete poetry. For instance, the configurations of letters displayed in the section titled “Rubber,” such as the entity on page 136 consisting of Os and Hs and Gs and Ss and Ts (which could spell the word ‘ghosts’ any number of times) (the letters are, in fact, rather pale) resembles some sort of wiggly-wobbly creature from the alphabet lagoon; Jean Tinguely’s Cyclops comes to mind, as do the Martians from War of the Worlds.



Wittgenstein wrote that “philosophical problems arise when language goes on holiday.” In Text Loses Time, language is on a holiday from time: sequence, servility, routine. We enter a hall of mirrors where words refer to one another. Where words bump one another like bumper cars, lean into the dark, return us to trance, the means by which we meander. Most importantly, it provides (I am drawing this quote from the Afterword by Nick Piombino)”, “an exit from the current pervasive cultural tendency to employ meaning and visual space according to needs and desires for personal advantage, corporate profit and social control… refuge in the microscopic details of immediate, unfiltered visual and internal perception…”

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