Anis
Shivani and Jonathan Moody will be featured poets at our next Off the Page Poetry series on Thursday,
August 4 at 7pm.
Anis
Shivani’s books include Anatolia and Other Stories, The Fifth Lash
and Other Stories, My Tranquil War and Other Poems, Karachi Raj:
A Novel, Whatever Speaks on Behalf of Hashish: Poems, and Soraya:
Sonnets. Books forthcoming in 2016 include Both Sides of the Divide:
Observing the Sublime and the Mundane in Contemporary Writing and the novel
A History of the Cat in Nine Chapters or Less. Anis’s work appears
recently in Western Humanities Review, New Letters, Subtropics, Gulf Coast,
Black Warrior Review, Boulevard, AGNI, Georgia Review, Threepenny
Review, Boston Review, Prairie Schooner, Antioch Review, Michigan Quarterly
Review, Yale Review, and elsewhere. He is the winner of a 2012
Pushcart Prize, graduated from Harvard College, and currently lives in Houston,
Texas.
Soraya is repetition (100 sonnets in exactly the same style)
and collage (fragments of verbal fusillades from dictionaries), as is the wont
of postmodernism, and it also sets itself constraints (each sonnet has some
consistent peculiarities, such as the recurrence of Soraya in the octave and
the sestet, the close juxtaposition of certain discourses such as medieval
medicine and 20th-century science, etc.) as a way of liberation, which is true
of
Oulipo and other ‘mechanically-generated’ poetry of the latter half of the
20th century. But more than that I see Soraya
as a specifically postcolonial book; the kind of constraint it operates under
is almost a reflection of the constraints imposed upon the narrated self or the
colonised subjectivity, and it appropriates the constraints not in a merely
parodistic way but as a way of declaring freedom.—from dawn.com
90.
Do you know the right color
temperature
to make Colorado and its
pathetic fallacy
transparent? Who is patently on
our candid
sunbathing side? Visions of
sump in which,
Soraya, alienated from the
solstice of weight,
the fovea at last perceives the
femme fatale,
Fata Morgana in the fat city.
Fatimid endpaper
is as good as effleurage to my
face.
Soraya (delta rhythms free like
cucumber
mosaic) why is sleep our
costume of pairing?
In the councils of mutism, the
muzhiks’
nausea is nugget of the nuclear
age proven
like pseudorabies: rainfall on
raking light,
the raised beach at the end of
the rainbow.
More Anis Shivani:
Anis Shivani at FPL's Off the Page Poetry series
More Anis Shivani:
Anis Shivani at FPL's Off the Page Poetry series