The Gove Curve

In Lifestyle von Gastautor

Steve Willey lebt in Whitechapel, London und hat kürzlich seinen Doktor für eine Arbeit über den Experimentallyriker Bob Cobbing erhalten. Seine Lyrik wurde in einem Haufen Anthologien publiziert, diesen Juli erschien sein Debüt „Elegy“ bei Veer Books. Seit Jahren organisiert Steve auch Lesungen, zunächst die legendäre Reihe „openned„, gegenwärtig „benefits“ gemeinsam mit Tom Bamford (hier). Die Kombination von Text, Ton und Visual Arts prägt Steves lyrisches Schaffen (das heutige Titelbild hat er für das Booklet der Rumour Cubes entworfen). Ich lernte Steve bei einer Konferenz zu Lyrik und Revolution am Birkbeck Institute kennen. Er trug  den Text „The Gove Curve“ vor, den er für einen Track der post-rock Band Rumour Cubes geschrieben hatte. Via Mail habe ich ihn um ein Statement über die Zusammenarbeit mit der Band gebeten. Aus seiner Antwort hier das Ende:

„To make sound and live performance a central part of ones poetics means to make poems where the external context of the performance becomes a creative element in the poem’s internal form. In a live, improvised, or even practiced performance the form of the poem is located in the space where that performance happens. The poem is filled with history. Working with Rumour Cubes has allowed me to enter new spaces, reach new audiences, and orientate myself and my work in different ways to the history that is unfolding around me. […] The space in which The Gove Curve was written and performed was a space in which Conservative MP Michael Gove was proposing and initiating a series of education reforms. He was doing this in the context of economic cuts to Britain’s state and welfare institutions. The Gove Curve was a protest against these reforms and the hostile ideologies that motivate them […] In part, the logic of the poem rests upon one single pun: ‘school’ refers both to the interactive, social groupings adopted by fish and the educational institution used by humans. In The Gove Curve both are described and dissected. I write, and meanings seem to slip away from me. I find myself trying to write about several things simultaneously, often every word feels under an enormous pressure. It is too much. The poem falls apart“ (Steve Willey, Mail vom 24.07.13)


The Gove Curve

Cold white fish on wood

Beneath the river
Fast bright schools
Bleed silver,

Contract
bend, stab, bend

Touch on light on scales they
Divest and vie.

Patterns on tiers
Of municipal glass

„The money follows the child“

Attend, to the fish bone
The slim neck,
Crooked hush,
A down,
Put down handle

„Stab in the dark“

In a film, handle
An old black phone, what?

For this one is the gove-curve
No this one is the gove-curve

The river,
The silt,
Smoothed cling film gutted
Gape of rock
Where guts slip,
Deep. Red. Oak. Grain.

The state is narrow
& you are basically gone
Gone all bone-scuba

It is in the varnished fucking floor
Your face a rut around us
Build. To. Up. Crinkle. Shine.

Like the winds that hurt us
On Mars.

(Two)

Float perfectly sad leaf
Float bright fresh green fold
Feathers torn the dead wing, sunk
In the wreath boat, sunk
In fine claps of copper flame
Orange and green flecks

Silent: carnival
Blinkless: eyes.

Foto von Steve Willey, Bearbeitung von Kathrin Leisch, www.meninasdreaming.de

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