Alan Davies

1990 • 134 pp. • $10.00
ISBN: 9781882022083

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A unique collection juxtaposing and interweaving essays, reviews and poetry to make apprehension that is tonal critical commentary, a radical crossing of borders between discursive, social perception and poetry. The text skates up to itself in sometimes utter simplicity: “It’s cognition. “We both want you.” Barrett Watten comments: “Davies’ belief in radical self-reflexivity has led him, in the course of his writing career, from a virtually opaque formalism to a continuity of text and life-world that is anything but aesthetic construction.”

The clear letting of interest
from like-minded to like-minded body.

I suppose the same beautiful thing
happens every night.

Alan Davies is the author of many books of poetry, including NAME (This Press, 1986), ACTIVE 24 HOURS (Roof Books, 1982), RAVE (Roof Books, 1994), CANDOR [a collection of book reports and poems] (O Books, 1990), SIGNAGE [critical theory] (Roof Books, 1987)—and the more recent ODES (Faux Press, 2008), RAW WAR (Subpress, 2012), and ODES & FRAGMENTS (Ellipsis Press, 2013). He is working on a long sequence of Books, an ongoing journal of ideas called This Is Thinking, and an essay exploring war entitled “Why?! PerpetualGenocide.” 


Some little sloping word clusters can incline the mind.
Let us register here the opinions
of those who spoke for themselves;
those who spoke in general;
those who spoke for all of us.
No one correctly understands that the pin-
nacle of thought is where it loses itself in
thoughtlessness. No one correctly under-
stands that the limits of thoughtlessness
are the beginning of mindfulness.


You accept some things.
Spring comes.
The seasons come and go.
There are cows in the pasture.
One such thing
observed him from his life
and tore him from his summit.
A language is a hypothesis about the world.
Its boundlessness is a feature of its hypothesis, one it shares with
others in the boundless class of languages. Likewise its territoriality.
Language is more tenuous than illusion. The world is illusory, especially
the real world.
The man’s been using corners to see around mirrors.