Poemland
Poemland, Chelsey Minnis, Wave Books, 2009
Minnis, confronting poetry, hurls a fruit salad. The pages of the eleven sections of this book have only a few lines each, most ending in ellipses. The images (”getting hit with a folding chair / And being held by your braids…”) accumulate and converse (”I’ll chop your head off! / And I’ll carry it around by the hair…”), commenting on various vague situations and on poetry (”It’s like trying to drink a bottle of champagne in a roadside bathroom…”) You might imagine that it’s boring to hear poets yammer about writing poems and being poets (”If you open your mouth to start to complain I will fill it with whipped cream…”). Not so. Via references to fashion and offbeat interpersonal statements, the lines of Poemland connect the concerns of our poetry subculture (poverty, recognition, originality, connection to the past, authenticity) to culture more broadly. The book is fun to read from line to line, too (”With this book I have made a very expensive joke…”) and is beautifully and aptly designed.