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Download Ï Ooga-Booga: Poems 105 ½ From the winner of the PENVoelker Award poems of love terrorrage and desire Here I am not a practical manBut clear eyed in my contact lensesFollowing no doubt a slightly different line than the othersSeeking sexual pleasure above all elseDespairing of art and of lifeSeeking protection from death by seeking itOn a Booga are about a youthful slave owner and his aging slave and both are the same man This is the tenderest most savage collection yet from the most frightening American poet ever Calvin Bedient Boston Revi. this ain’t it chief

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From the winner of the PENVoelker Award poems of love terrorrage and desire Here I am not a practical manBut clear eyed in my contact lensesFollowing no doubt a slightly different line than the othersSeeki. After finishing this book I started to read Seidel's bio I stopped when I got to the second paragraph where it said he suggested corrections to Ezra Pound's translation of Confucius despite not understanding the Chinese language My gut says that's all you need to know about himI didn't understand much of this book and yet you can feel the language It punches you or taunts you or just dances around in choreographed numbers so offbeat that you reread lines to see if they were put together with actual letters or just broken rocks Incongruous Bawdy Sometimes romantically materialistic Every time your mind feels like it's just found the downbeat Seidel changes the time signature He poems in sentences Short staccato like statements Baffling yet moth to the flame alluring This is the kind of writer you love to hate or hate to loveA lot of the allure for me was the way his ideas sort of build on themselves layered tangentially but taking you just slightly left or right of where you're expecting them to go For instance in On Being Debonair he writes of the moon I like the way she speaks to meEverything about me is bespokeAnd then the next stanza pulls you to a dissonant description of placeThe desert this time of yearIs troops in desert camouflageHe'll throw in what appear to be ridiculously simplistic rhymes in the middle of stanzas or repeat a line or word with slight changes that again build to something or jolt you just off course of course just enough to keep you interested But then it's never about you the reader the writing always seems dedicated to itself the pursuit of an idea the play of the words Or he'll let the reader's mind complete a thought like in this stanza from The Death of the Shah The future of psychoanalysisIs a psychology of surfaceStay on the outside sideMy poor analystSuffered a stroke and became a needy childAs to the inner life let the maidSome of my favorites from this slim collection Homage to Pessoa Fog E mail from an Owl East Hampton Airport To Die For Barbados Organized Religion Cassanova Getting OlderI'll leave you with one of the disturbing but poignant piecesTHE BLACK EYED VIRGINSA terrorist rides the rails underwaterFrom one language to another in a packed train of LondonRugby fans on their way to the big match in ParisAnd a flock of Japanese schoolgirls ready to be fuckedIn their school uniforms in paradiseThis is all just after Madrid in the reign of terrorThis is the girls' first trip outside JapanThe terrorist swings in the hammock of their small skirts and black socksThe chunnel train stops in the tunnel with an announcementThat everyone now alive is already human remainsThe terrorists have seen to it that trainsSwap human body parts around with bombsThe Japanese schoolgirls say so sorryTheir new public hair is made of light NEW WORD I LEARNED FROM THIS BOOKpseudocyesis

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Ooga Booga PoemsNg sexual pleasure above all elseDespairing of art and of lifeSeeking protection from death by seeking itOn a racebike finding release and belief on two wheels from The Death of the Shah The poems in Ooga. A dual review of 'Evening Man' and 'Ooga Booga'Yet evidence that honest reportage from the disaffected has critical force than puritanical censorship it's impossible to read this and feel anything but disgust for Seidel his world ie the ultra rich and the world surrounding that world in which everything is for sale for the purposes of sex and hedonism He's a bit like Houllebec if Houllebec was much smarter and a better writer and was a poet rather than a novelist with poetry on the side And formally he's a breath of fresh air none of your precise non rhythmic patter; no hesitation in throwing in cliched rhymes if they'll get the job done; willing to find the tunes in words from anywhere bad pop song rhythm; good hip hop rhythm; Eliotesue slides and so on Where most poets seem to think sentences are either logocentric impositions on their own free spirit or that syntax is for other people Seidel makes do with almost Hemingway levels of minimalism as in this final stanza of 'Ode to Spring' I go off and have sexual intercourse The woman is the woman I love The room displays thirteen lilies I stand on the surface The poems in this book mostly avoid neat closure as here where a trimeter would have made conventional sense; I found this frustrating but of course that's the point Unfortunately I made the mistake of reading 'Evening Man' and 'Ooga Booga' back to back; the unvarying themes which Seidel himself pokes fun at aren't entirely saved by the varying forms and by the end I was ready for something else