{"product_id":"neutral-wisowb","title":"Neutral Wisowb","description":"\u003cp style=\"line-height: normal;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003eBy Connor Jones\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; line-height: normal;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003eMouse Press\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; line-height: normal;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003eSoftcover, 2024\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; line-height: normal;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e32 pages\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; line-height: normal;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; line-height: normal;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003ePart elegy, part love poem, and with the springy insistence of an epistolary text, it shows how the agonies, elations, and ‘disordered rhythms’ of those modes might combine into a strange emulsion. Through a process of ‘glitchy metonymy’, the people examined here so intently (a mother, an aunt, a lover called Cope) become equivalent to other objects in the world, like a road or a rock or a shrubbery; the poem also allows for the possibility that those objects may get up and speak. (‘We lilies want to swap our aphorisms for legs.’) Even as Eccles reaches out to a ‘vegetablish chorus’ of interlocutors - Prynne, Proust, Blanchot, Baldwin, Weber, Kierkegaard - for observations on love, grief, language and labour, the poem immediately metabolises them as part of a vividly-evoked ongoing life. I VISIT MY AUNT is an ambient symposium which happens in the open air, among plants and flowers, while pretending to take a phone call, during a pause of unspecified length, while asleep.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; line-height: normal;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; mso-margin-bottom-alt: 8.0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; line-height: normal;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003ePhoebe Eccles is from London, where she currently lives. She has had her poetry published by magazines including \u003ci\u003eAmbit, bath magg, Deleuzine\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eThe Stinging Fly.\u003c\/i\u003e She is the creator of three zines: \u003ci\u003eAlgae Zine, Doll Zine\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eHeaven is Beneath This City\u003c\/i\u003e.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"My Store","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":54972762554702,"sku":null,"price":8.0,"currency_code":"GBP","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0837\/0680\/6606\/files\/zaqoxb9q.png?v=1760369152","url":"https:\/\/eastbristolbooks.pro\/products\/neutral-wisowb","provider":"My Store","version":"1.0","type":"link"}