Friday 16 November 2018

The blurb by Aad de Gids for 'Till Claimed', (Veer Books (U.K))


"There is a kind of meticulous nihilism going around, and we're born with it, it is spooned in. This 'organogramme', supersphere, hypersphere, antiesthetics, punksensibilities; Mc Aloran's writings were never in another tradition. To just call this as etherial, as crass poetry 'nihilism’ would be a reductive approach to it. It seems more an affirmation of 'what is', 'what it is'. And it is all not so very nice. Here we have poetry as sublime as it is irreversibly constative. We're hostages of what we're surrounded by. All 'actions' are redundant and the world is chaotic, cosmic, chemified and fraxated to mere pumice. Actually, it seems in the reading of TILL CLAIMED that I seem to now have stumbled upon a central axiom in this collection of concisely and superpreciously worded poems that, to live almost means to be dead nowadays. There is no difference anymore. But as Mc Aloran indirectly yet with exactitude presses a knifing diagnosis upon it it appears that all 'communication' now is directed toward oneself. In his poetry there is certainly a leaning towards death but as we see, this at once also means an inclination towards life. The surfaces of the words and of language are on the move. Not alone a seismic shift but glacial and uncomfortably polar..." -- Aad de Gids

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from 'cold ash redeem'/ DM Mitchell & Michael Mc Aloran/ Incunabula 2023

    Some images from the book by DM Mitchell. You can get it  here