Could Poetic Incantations Redeem Historical Disasters? Felix Nicolau on Ange Mlinko

In the post-postmodern era highly-encoding your creation may be a cultural suicide or a dignified way of masking one’s frustrations. Just try to criticize this phenomenon and those absorbed into the Establishment will label you as a frustrated loser. Ange Mlinko mythologically stresses her poetry, but keeps a keen eye on the catastrophes of recent history. The stake of the bet is recklessly increased but, in the end, she saves the day for poetry by galvanizing the cryptic content. The poems become incantations, which is not the final aim of the poet, as she provides glossaries of the ancient terms used. She ambitions to conjoin polyphony and critical discourse, both of them wrapped in a beautiful language and an elevated vision.

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Poetic turmoil and half-fledged creativity

What degree of independence from the social context can poetry reach? When I say “social” I mean politics as well. All along the 70’s to 80’s interval, the late phase of postmodernism, political turmoil boiled over and few poets could stand aloof from that. In the East-European bloc they were forced to sift their inspiration and chaff away contemporary references. One escape was to delude censorship using irony, as the Romanian poets did in the 80’s. The end of the second millennium and the beginning of the third one were quasi apolitical in what we call western civilization. The Gulf war and the Afghanistan guerrilla war were not in our proximity. These were decades of political correctness disturbed only by a few terrorist attacks of a dubious nature.

Writing Process Thanks to poet Margento for inviting me to do this. He writes about his own writing process HERE - http://christanasescu.blogspot.ro/2014/03/margento-my-writing-process-blog-tour.html

1)    What am I working on?

Felix Nicolau: I am working on many things in parallel, too many, and this is quite nerve-racking. But my dearest project for the time being is a book of non-poetical poetry. I envisage a title like “Time is Honey” and it will be something caustic, cynical and, of course, deep down there, very sentimental. The point is to produce a contemporary poetry with classical means. I refer to brevity, clarity and ironic ambiguity, in the same time. I do not want my writing to be culturally ciphered. I do not find any pleasure in lofty elitism, but I enjoy tickling my readers’ intelligence. All in all, I hope to obtain a spectacular and shallow-profound anti-poetical poetry.

turism destept si muzica pe masura

mi ar placea sa citesc un roman de calatorii scris exact asa

http://christanasescu.blogspot.com/2011/04/conquest-on-medium-budget.html

Citesc de dragul muşchilor

Mai întâi, nu e deloc uşor să recunosc public că citesc. Sper să nu cadă revista în mâinile vecinilor mei, care stau pe bancă în faţa blocului şi cotcodăcesc: ăla de la 6 citeşte! – e, na! – eu când ţi-am zis, nu m-ai crezut!