Zoom Blog

Everything BlazeVOX

Anis Shivani interviewed in Huffington Post by Loren Kleinman

  Anis Shivani is the author of several books of fiction, poetry, and criticism, including Anatolia and Other Stories (2009), Against the Workshop: Provocations, Polemics, Controversies (2011), The Fifth Lash and Other Stories (2012), My Tranquil War and Other Poems (2012), and Karachi Raj: A Novel (2015). Forthcoming books include Soraya: Sonnets and Literature in an Age of Globalization. Books in progress or recently finished include Death is a Festival: PoemsPlastic Realism: Neoliberalism in Recent American Fiction, and the novels A History of the Cat in Nine Chapters or LessAbruzzi1936, and An Idiot's Guide to America. He's the winner of a 2012 Pushcart Prize. Anis lives in Houston, Texas.

2015-12-10-1449771524-6781959-Aniscovlg.jpg

Loren Kleinman (LK) Can you talk about the importance of conversation in poetry? Which poem is your favorite conversation with a poet? 

Anis Shivani (AS): I'm someone leery of viewing my own emotional experience as unique and unidentifiable. It's all been said before already, and all we can do is repeat--one hopes in signature new style, but still it's repetition. The ancient bards already said it better than we can replicate. So I want to believe that conversation lets me tap into the terrifying original fount of poetry: it's the same eternal source where it all comes from, and it's a way of shunning narcissism. I'm very afraid of narcissism! 

I like the poem "the death of frank o'hara" as a way of dipping into a little of O'Hara's manic wit, his speed of processing ideas and images, his helter-skelter generation of new perceptual entitlements on the go: and I set the poem in the hours of his death, because to die like O'Hara, caught unawares, celebrated and mourned by friends at the peak of one's powers, should be the wish of every poet. 

LK: My favorite poem in Whatever Speaks on Behalf of Hashish is "confessions." The poem feels like a ghazal and a narrative. Can you talk about the line: "i was an ardent Frenchman and thus avid for the news I had left"? What's the conversation?

AS: Persecution, or the sense of it, real or imagined, is an essential foundation of modernism. Rousseau was terribly influential on me in college. Inhabiting a persecuted mode is a completely valid approach to being a writer (there are other more interesting mindsets than the bourgeois one, you know!), viz. Philip K. Dick, perhaps the most indispensable post-war writer. 

Rousseau ran from place to place, exaggerating the designs of his enemies, and thriving on it, making it the motive for his art and ideas. It's all the more interesting when imagination collides with reality and persecution becomes real (and this is bound to happen if the artist puts his money where his mouth is): then you can really create art. 

In the line you quoted, I'm conveying Rousseau's constant yearning to be where he is not: by the way, this is an entirely found poem from the root text, his Confessions, and it's interesting that you noticed it's almost a perfect ghazal, I hadn't seen that at all! Ghazals can be pretty self-centered, so it makes sense. Can confession not be self-centered? Why are we so invested as liberals in sordid disclosure? Is the age of Rousseau never going to be over?

Read the Whole interview here

Leave a Reply

Extra Pages

Photos on flickr