{"id":22152,"date":"2023-06-21T17:10:11","date_gmt":"2023-06-21T16:10:11","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/londoncult.co.uk\/?p=22152"},"modified":"2024-03-07T13:44:49","modified_gmt":"2024-03-07T12:44:49","slug":"tanya-verver-poetry-as-an-experience-of-the-persistent-glueing-of-irreversibly-broken-things","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/londoncult.co.uk\/en\/tanya-verver-poetry-as-an-experience-of-the-persistent-glueing-of-irreversibly-broken-things\/","title":{"rendered":"Tanya Verver: Poetry as an Experience of the Persistent Glueing of Irreversibly Broken Things"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"rec708726528\" class=\"r t-rec t-rec_pt_0 t-rec_pb_60\" data-record-type=\"106\">\n<div class=\"t004\">\n<div class=\"t-container \">\n<div class=\"t-col t-col_12 \">\n<div class=\"t-text t-text_md \">\n<figure id=\"attachment_22157\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-22157\" style=\"width: 832px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a ref=\"magnificPopup\" href=\"https:\/\/londoncult.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/03\/img_5283-1.jpeg\" data-lbwps-width=\"1037\" data-lbwps-height=\"1616\" data-lbwps-srcsmall=\"https:\/\/londoncult.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/03\/img_5283-1.jpeg\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-22157 size-full\" src=\"https:\/\/londoncult.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/03\/img_5283-1-scaled.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"832\" height=\"1296\" srcset=\"https:\/\/londoncult.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/03\/img_5283-1-scaled.jpeg 832w, https:\/\/londoncult.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/03\/img_5283-1-193x300.jpeg 193w, https:\/\/londoncult.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/03\/img_5283-1-579x902.jpeg 579w, https:\/\/londoncult.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/03\/img_5283-1-305x475.jpeg 305w, https:\/\/londoncult.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/03\/img_5283-1-600x935.jpeg 600w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 832px) 100vw, 832px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-22157\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Tanya Verver, photo provided by the author<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>Tanya Verver is a contemporary poet with international recognition and publications in international online magazines. Tanya&#8217;s poetry can be described as laconic, sensual, melancholic, highly intellectual, and full of riddles and paradoxes. Tanya works primarily in a small poetic form and extremely masterfully balances between the subtle description of the emotions of the lyrical hero (annoyance, light sadness, despair, hope) and the intense fitting of her intimate poetic world into various environments (temporal, spatial, contextual) and metaworlds (the components of the traditional versification are whimsically reworked and are not equal to their counterparts from the traditional poetry).<\/p>\n<p>Of course, the roots of the poetic language of Verver lie in the European poetry of the XX century (subtle references to Auden and Aragon), but it is difficult to call her the heir, guardian, or denier of traditional poetry. Her ancestral connection with traditional poetry, is more complex and ambiguous, as is her connection with non-traditional poetry. In her rhyme among others you can sense a subtly sensitive connection to Keats. In her practice, Tanya overcomes the dichotomy of traditional and non-traditional poetry, makes it imaginary, and shows us a stunning example of a unique poetic position. This elusive positioning allows Tanya to use both tradition and the avant-garde as bags with sets of poetic instruments necessary for her, but in such a way that they do not have power over her. Tanya&#8217;s poetic speech, with obvious compositional restraint, is incredibly rich; she uses the widest range of linguistic possibilities, and her metaphors are completely unpredictable. The most illustrative example of Tanya Verver&#8217;s poetry is the poem &#8220;Endless Poker&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p><strong><br \/>\nEndless Poker by Tanya Verver<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">If we could ever understand what life is for<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">And what is likely a strange manoeuvre <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">If we could ever realised it way before <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">Would it be harder to collect the oeuvre <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">Than talk to you and see that you would rather <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">Die than acknowledge and restore my pain <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">To calculate the loss and gain of simple thoughts <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">To talk about walking in the rain, cats and dogs rain <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">Without thinking that I ought <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">To ever think of you again <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">Your whisper will not touch me for long time <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">I&#8217;ll die and you will always find the wrong time <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">To create another remnant of my strained face <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">In a strange person. If you draw the ace <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">I will draw six or joker, it depends &#8211; <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">In an endless poker, there is no space <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">For losers, when it somehow ends.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div id=\"rec708727174\" class=\"r t-rec t-rec_pt_0 t-rec_pb_60\" data-record-type=\"106\">\n<div class=\"t004\">\n<div class=\"t-container \">\n<div class=\"t-col t-col_12 \">\n<div class=\"t-text t-text_md \"><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"t004\">\n<div class=\"t-container \">\n<div class=\"t-col t-col_12 \">\n<div><span style=\"letter-spacing: 0em;\">This poem, despite its apparent simplicity and external asceticism, is arranged in an extremely complex way. It works at the level of direct meaning, sound recording, and alliteration; at the level of immersion in the European literary tradition; and at the level of visual art. It is in this poem that Verver&#8217;s method is clearly outlined. This is a method of collecting the world from heterogeneous parts, intonations, and the irrevocable past. The image of endless poker opens before us a wide plateau of experiencing the futility of human existence\u2014the futility of repairing fundamentally irreparable things, overcoming the despair similar to the one described in &#8220;The Crack Up&#8221; by F. Scott Fitzgerald and finding freedom under complex restraints. This is an incredibly subtle and catchy poem that describes in detail the image of freedom to recognise one&#8217;s own scenic character. This is a bold statement and the masterful work of a professional poet.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Tanya Verver Poetess<br \/>\nContemporary poetry is a very strange thing. On the one hand, poetry is the oldest of the arts, kinds of literature, and types of verbal creativity. On the other hand, poetry is a social phenomenon that is constantly and incessantly busy reinventing its foundations. In this endless change lies the kinship between contemporary poetry and contemporary art. These two phenomena seem to be fighting for a place in the hierarchy of arts, but in fact they are engaged in about the same thing: the production of freedom and the production of new meanings of the word freedom. The most interesting contemporary poets create incredible works, invent and reinvent the concept of freedom, and have clearly formulated concepts of their poetic practice.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":88,"featured_media":22159,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[86,144,84],"tags":[],"type_post":[],"column":[],"class_list":["post-22152","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-culture","category-lifestyle","category-people"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/londoncult.co.uk\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22152","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/londoncult.co.uk\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/londoncult.co.uk\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/londoncult.co.uk\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/88"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/londoncult.co.uk\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=22152"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/londoncult.co.uk\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22152\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/londoncult.co.uk\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/22159"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/londoncult.co.uk\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=22152"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/londoncult.co.uk\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=22152"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/londoncult.co.uk\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=22152"},{"taxonomy":"type_post","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/londoncult.co.uk\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/type_post?post=22152"},{"taxonomy":"column","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/londoncult.co.uk\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/column?post=22152"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}