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Lädt ... Green Noisevon Jean Sprackland
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Jean Sprackland is celebrated for her tactile, transformative poetry which makes the miraculous seem familiar and the domestic other-worldly. Her new collection is tuned to new and deeper frequencies. 'Green noise' is the mid-frequency component of white noise - what some have called the background noise of the world - and these poems listen for what is audible, and available to be known and understood, and what is not. Each poem is an attempt at location - in time, in place, in language. Some enquire into the natural world and our human place in it, by investigating hidden worlds within worlds- oak-apples, aphid-farms, firewood teeming with small life. Others go in search of fragments of a mythic and often brutal past- the lost haunts of childhood, abandoned villages, scraps of shared history which are only ever partially remembered. A physical relic or a mark on the landscape seems briefly to offer a portal, where a sounding is taken from present to past and back again. Deeply engaged with the flux of the world, these poems are alert, precise and vividly memorable - listening to the 'machine of spring/with all your levers thrown to max', 'hearing the long bones of the trees stretch and crack'. Keine Bibliotheksbeschreibungen gefunden. |
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The first thing to note is that the cover is very striking. At first glance, it looks like an insect, but on careful examination, you can see tiny brass cogs and gears. From that beginning, I knew that this was not going to be a conventional poetry book. This collection resonates with what she calls ‘Green noise’, some of the poems are seeking our place in the natural world, others are glimpses of a time now gone.
Has found instead a television
Flat out in the mud, and rimmed with moss.
He stands and watches a while
As clouds and crows flicker over the screen
It is quite something this book. This is the first of her poetry collections that I have read and this reinforces my original thought that Sprackland has an impressive command of the language which I had learnt from Strands. It draws from the undercurrents that are deep in the landscape and reflects our modern life. It is prose that deserves to be read out loud too.
Three Favourite Poems:
Remembering
Elderflower
Human Things
The striking image on the front cover is from this artist: https://www.mecre.ch/gallery/. ( )