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JOHN M. BENNETT first
caught my attention because of his book FOUND OBJECTS (1973).
Another product of creative serendipity, the discovery of this volume
in the Olin stacks proved to be the precursor to many hours of
chuckling. The book is made up of poems constructed from
newspaper headlines and phrases. Bennett didn't invent the
procedure; incorporating such text has a noble Modernist
lineage. d.a. levy reproduced pasted and collaged text in
the same manner as Bennett, and he was dead 4 years before this book
came out.
The point, however,
isn't that this kind of collage technique was or is itself something
new and avant, but that a technique repeatedly dismissed as
mechanical and soulless still is capable of conveying poetic voice.
FOUND OBJECTS is funny, the themes distinct. It reads like
Bennett. I was prompted to seek out his other work in response
to my delight in this book, and found throughout his oeuvre the same
compulsive inventiveness, wry humor, sexual irony, sense of
play. He continues producing poems that have a way of
dismembering gay facades, riding over lines that in the hands of
a lesser poet simply wouldn't work.
Bennett is a
vigorous writer.
Seek out his poetry! He told me in an email a few years ago that
FOUND OBJECTS was his only book dedicated solely to collage. He
is, however, known as a prominent concrete and visual poet, two
areas which share some of the same concerns as collage. Bennett
is committed to experimentation; the range of his experimentation may
require further exploration on this page. With subtle hints of sci-fi,
humor and aggression, his poems can befuddle and thus, provoke.
After that, it's up to you. There's no coddling with Bennett.
More
poems by John M. Bennett
Two poems scanned from John
M. Bennett's FOUND OBJECTS (1973):
Centerless Grinder
Be Doubted
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"I had become interested
during the early 1970's in the material or physical nature of
language. I had always been strongly conscious of the visual
appearance of words on the page in poetry, and strongly valued the blank
space at the ends of the lines. So one weekend, around 1970 or
1971, when we were visiting a close friend from California (the ceramic
and glass artist Robert Coleman, who now lives near Columbus) in Kent,
Ohio, I cut up some tabloid newspapers and collaged words and phrases
from them in visually significant manner. Over the next couple of
years I compiled quite a number of these, and a selection of them was
eventually published under the title Found Objects (New Rivers
Press, 1973). I learned a lot about everyday language works (and
doesn't work) through this process of deconstruction and
reconstruction.
That activity led to an increasing interest in
visual and conceptual uses of language: I made labels (short
phrases or single words mimicking labels or technical instructions or
warnings on products, etc.); collages, including visual images as well
as words; concrete poetry; conceptual texts; sculptural assemblage
pieces using language as one element; drawings; and, increasingly, the
"drawn writing" that I continue to do and that has developed
into a unique blend of calligraphy and visual poetry. At the same
time, I continued to write more traditional-looking poetry, typed, with
line breaks and so on. I had made some friends at OSU--especially
Mark Tomlinson, a ceramic artist not interested I just making pottery,
and Doug Landies, a painter. With both of them I engaged in some
collaborative projects, and I look upon those years as most stimulating,
my conceptions of esthetic possibility being considerably
expanded. With Landies, I entered into the delightful world of
mail art, and continue to be active in that field: it's a way to
directly exchange art and idea with people all over the world with no
institutional intervention and absolute freedom and spontaneity."
from Contemporary Authors Autobiography Series,
Volume 25. |