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anne blonstein staple-bound. 28 pp. $8.00 
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Elsewhere I have attempted to describe Anne Blonstein’s craft as contrascription: a way of writing that does not aim for clarity, consistency or conclusion. Contrascription instructs its readers in the complexities of writing, alerts us to the presence of unexpected messages and unbidden guests: to signals at odds with each other, criss crossing, zigzagging, resisting the semantic seductions of the straight line. -Charles Lock from the introduction worked on screen Poetry Salzburg Anne Blonstein is a remarkable new voice that we are proud to present. Not an "easy read" by any means, her work is challenging in a way that work ought to. Bravo! Here's to a bright future beaming out of Switzerland. Anne Blonstein was born in 1958 in England. She studied Natural Sciences and obtained a PhD in Genetics at Cambridge University. After seven years postdoctoral work on plant hormones in Basel, Switzerland, she left research science to concentrate on her writing, and now earns a living as a freelance translator and editor. She has published two book-length collections: the blue pearl (Salt Publishing, 2003) and worked on screen (Poetry Salzburg, 2004); and one chapbook: sand.soda.lime (Broken Boulder Press, 2002). She also collaborates with the Swiss composer Mela Meierhans, and three works have been performed since 1999: canthus to canthus, 4S and prelude and echo. from (weissheit) she opened perhaps. hints. earned. a shadow of phosphoric if and eye teaching algebras uncertain bodies escape. rows and rulers. arum puppets. so hanging from my ceiling are forty-two fairy lights stolen from the estate of happiness: golem pink. zapatic green. and riddled gold. while i plait monasteric ribbons from air-filled hair to use as bookmarks: [it plays cards with concern] [it passes on ambitions] [it touches up the benchmarks] here. still. and the rest. tangents to us. one is where coinsides. hints. earned. silhouends. chance and death as the most intimate friends |