{"id":734,"date":"2009-02-11T05:28:00","date_gmt":"2009-02-11T13:28:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/?p=734"},"modified":"2009-02-11T05:28:00","modified_gmt":"2009-02-11T13:28:00","slug":"stephen-jonas-neglectorino","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/stephen-jonas-neglectorino\/","title":{"rendered":"Stephen Jonas, Neglectorino"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><a onblur=\"try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}\" href=\"http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/_IwnSQPl-J_I\/SZLbU6PyoHI\/AAAAAAAABPE\/K9tRHzlFX78\/s1600-h\/Jonasbooks002.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 400px;\" data-src=\"http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/_IwnSQPl-J_I\/SZLbU6PyoHI\/AAAAAAAABPE\/K9tRHzlFX78\/s400\/Jonasbooks002.jpg\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301540863647850610\" border=\"0\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" class=\"lazyload\" \/><\/a><a onblur=\"try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}\" href=\"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/_IwnSQPl-J_I\/SZLbUt4hW7I\/AAAAAAAABO8\/c-1Jhf8G_TM\/s1600-h\/Jonasbooks001.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;\" data-src=\"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/_IwnSQPl-J_I\/SZLbUt4hW7I\/AAAAAAAABO8\/c-1Jhf8G_TM\/s400\/Jonasbooks001.jpg\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301540860329024434\" border=\"0\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" class=\"lazyload\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n<p><\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">Yesterday \u2014 10 February \u2014 was the anniversary of the death of Stephen Jonas, as Ken Irby reminded me. (A death that came, Ken wrote, exactly one month after Olson&#8217;s in 1970). One of our major neglectorinos, Jonas was core \u2014 with John Wieners &amp; Gerrit Lansing \u2014 to the Boston poetry scene in its heyday in the early sixties, a scene that also saw the brief but essential passage of Jack Spicer and Robin Blaser. Jonas, gay and junk addicted, was a lively &amp; mysterious figure who told different biographical tales on different days,  and was of (probable) latino, african-american, scotch-dutch, and creole origins. But before all he was a poet \u2014 by all rights a major poet of his era. I first came across his work in London in the early seventies, as his two available books at the time  \u2014 <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Transmutations<\/span> &amp; <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Exercises for Ear<\/span> \u2014 were published by Andrew Crozier&#8217;s Ferry Press in the U.K. <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Exercises<\/span> especially was one of the books of poems that taught me the most \u2014 a &#8220;How to Hear (and Read)&#8221; for an age in which that new music, jazz, had become central. to any and all involvement, intellectual and sensuous, with art. As Gerrit Lansing wrote in the introduction to <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Exercises for  Ear<\/span>: &#8220;They are practice on the poet&#8217;s keyboard, or for study for study by those who aim to listen like poets to the twang of the specific.&#8221; Jonas&#8217; most ambituous work is however probably his <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Orgasms\/Dominations<\/span> series (or open-ended sequence) which, as far as I know, has never yet been published in its entirety. Checking with Amazon this morning it would seem that his <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Selected Poems<\/span>, edited by Joe Torra &amp; published by Talisman House in 1994, is now out of print. Time thus for a new edition, maybe a <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Complete Poems<\/span>?<\/p>\n<p>Given his composition-by-field techniques, involving multiple indents, the work is difficult to reproduce on the web \u2014 but here is one of the small <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Exercises<\/span>, as a teaser, followed by an extract from John Wiener&#8217;s introduction to <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Transmutations<\/span>.<\/p>\n<p><a onblur=\"try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}\" href=\"http:\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/_IwnSQPl-J_I\/SZLbU_zR8zI\/AAAAAAAABPM\/abuW4NGd1kw\/s1600-h\/Jonasbooks003.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 363px;\" data-src=\"http:\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/_IwnSQPl-J_I\/SZLbU_zR8zI\/AAAAAAAABPM\/abuW4NGd1kw\/s400\/Jonasbooks003.jpg\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301540865138881330\" border=\"0\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" class=\"lazyload\" \/><\/a><br \/>Here, from Wiener&#8217;s intro:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>How long ago Steve, it was<br \/>we walked along Arlington Street<br \/>throwing words to the wind,<br \/>Before junk, before jail before<br \/>we moved to the four corners<br \/>                                          of the world.<br \/>Anf you lived on Grove Street<br \/>and wrote poems poems poems<br \/>to the Navy, to Marshall, to<br \/>Boston Common. A simple life.<br \/>&#8230;.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Yesterday \u2014 10 February \u2014 was the anniversary of the death of Stephen Jonas, as Ken Irby reminded me. (A death that came, Ken wrote, exactly one month after Olson&#8217;s in 1970). 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