Please take a look at my collection of liminal–performative– texts http://www.knivesforksandspoonspress.co.uk/charmforsurvivor.html .
From the back cover:
You now hold in your hand four of my “painted theaters” and you are welcome to take them home and sit in the audience undisturbed, or climb up on the stage among the gaudy props I left there and perform. There’s fish-kill alchemy and angst aplenty for this old world—you’ll find broken thunderbolts driven through the floorboards, for instance. (Make sure you don’t trip over them when you dance your Tarantula.) Your script is before you, nailed to almost every page—I suggest you read it out-loud to give it body of your breath. (I’d lend you my voice but it’s almost scratched away.)
“[two impressive readings]…the second by the American poet Jesse Glass, who had arrived that morning from Japan (where he teaches) and, clobbered by jet lag and with only ten minutes in which to make a big impression, made a big impression. His voice was a modulated growl reminding me of the late Don Van Vliet, aka Captain Beefheart. Between poems he scrabbled intermittently in a briefcase for more sheets of his dense cryptic verses, which he delivered like a tub-thumping preacher man.
After the reading I bought his latest collection Selections from The Life and Death of Peter Stubbe (weirdly dated 2015 by his publisher, Knives Forks and Spoons Press), which includes colour reproductions of the author’s unsettling Blake-inspired paintings (now in the Tate Modern’s [sic] collection). The title is a reference to the ‘Werewolf of Bedburg’, a ghastly 17th century tale of lycanthropy, and is a redacted and reworked version of a poem originally written in the early 1980s. Also on sale was his Play [Day] for [Of] the Dead: A [Decryptive] Dance For Mirror and Word (‘Inverted text to be read with a mirror. Comes in a miniature wooden or cardboard coffin with book, image, gold mirror, skeleton and skull bracelet.’) Tempting, but I’d already overspent my modest budget on a dozen generously discounted books and pamphlets.”
–David Collard (TLS writer) on Free Verse Festival 2014 (London).