Alex Rieser is the author of Emancipator (New Fraktur Press, 2011), and has internationally published poetry, fiction, interviews, and criticism. He holds an MFA from The University of San Francisco, where he worked as the Chief Art, & Poetry editor for Switchback. His works have most recently appeared in Ploughshares, and Feathertale's Anthology for the best works in the first person. His chapbook collection of poems Emancipator is available from New Fraktur press. More at: www.alexrieser.com.
18.03.2013
Errancy
Poetry
By Alex Rieser
Follow Us:
To err is human, but to read is divine. Alex Rieser's use of language is sharp and inventive, his images fresh and unexpected. Subtle shifts in mood and tone offer depth and complexity. The way he writes provides a unique ambience - poems are almost inhabitable, like a house you can step into vaguely aware that someone else has just left by another door. Do yourself a favor and open a new door. Forget the errors of your ways and read Alex Rieser’s Errancy.
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What the want is for
a process of spot-hearing
the trying to sink
like a golf-ball into just a hole
nothing that can envelope
an entire thought. There,
node of no-growth where only
little fits of attention, until each day
shoulders the whole
amulet of repetition
so that I can’t answer what has come, extrapolation
lost like a flashlight in the junk. Then
it was my duty to
moan you, turn you beneath
but visible
wear you
dream about and want.
Affect
grafts to action,
prone to fear;
thickly, this task
to walk between
the hot breath of earth
only everywhere.
It says it’s for this: paths
over collapsed houses, softly
lifting gossamer from bits
of thought. The task,
swollen version of the day
I tried to house. Reasoning
took us into another
where it no longer mattered. Then
with the masonry of
sensation gone, to think
how nice it was in the corrugated mornings,
how simple to follow struggle
to its expected outcome. A kind of dream
that hovers over the distention
wanting to be believed.
