John Hartley Williams

87 p. : 22 cm

"They meet by chance on a dock at Martha's Vineyarda young man and an old fisherman on his way to catch bluefish for dinner. With some reluctance, the stranger accepts the fisherman's invitation to join him; over the summer, a new world opens to the stranger."--

A self-teaching guide to writing poetry that provides examples and exercises to improve the writer's voice as a poet, and covers mood, style, tone, and inspiration; and also includes information on prizes, festivals, performance poetry events, poetry on the Internet, and other related topics.

Long celebrated for his ranging, restless imagination, his baroque, elliptical narratives, his manic humour and maverick stance, Williams returns with another invitation to join him for a jug or two of wine in his out-of-kilter universe: a world that is both strange, and strangely familiar. Welcome to the Cafe des Artistes!Welcome to the Cafe des Artistes. Your host, the owner, bartender, master of ceremonies and only other guest: John Hartley Williams.Here you will be entertained and diverted - by bizarre stories of mapless roads and unreal cities, the Ostrich Palisades and the erotic stones of Bonehenge; by a spooked version of Rimbaud's 'La Bateau Ivre'; y encounters with Malcolm Lowry, the floating dead, the 'old men behind the waterfall' and the knitted poet; by poems about donkey jackets and dancing with donkeys, and a one-sided conversation with a decidedly un-Romantic polar bear two doors down from Dove Cottage.Long celebrated for his ranging, restless imagination, his baroque, elliptical narratives, his manic humour and maverick stance, Williams returns with another invitation to join him for a jug or two of wine in his out-of-kilter universe: a world that is both strange, and strangely familiar. Welcome to the Cafe des Artistes!

John Hartley Williams is an English poet marooned in Berlin, where he has lived for nearly 20 years, through times of great upheaval and change. The streets he knew in West Berlin used to peter out in a dead arena of cobbles and waste ground blanked off by the Wall. 'Real-existing socialism', whichever way you pointed, was druben - over there. The poems in Double are located somewhere in between. As the dilapidation of one half of the city vanishes, Williams is troubled by "normalisation". All traces of an alternative way of doing things are being erased. The poems reflect the presence of that invisible stranger on the other side of the Wall, whose presence could always be felt, even if symbolically denied. A denial now becoming fact. He connects his adopted home with the London of his childhood and youth, and with what a city means on a personal level, through poems about love, death and memories of an earlier time, through memory within memory, desire within desire.