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"Altho it is difficult to grasp by many or few or none, I am not really a foreigner -- nor do I relish any indirect assaults upon where exactly my nativity is" (Samperi to Corman)
Though a stranger to the place I felt far from it. But I could hardly believe I was there: to those of us schooled in Canada's version of the terrific California poetry scene Venice Beach seemed hallowed ground (as indeed it still is). American poetry and the always revolutionary conditions of its growth and development always came accompanied--to this very impressionable 70s student of literature--with distinctive names, faces and personalities And I saw a few of them proudly displayed along the upper walls in the 'Beyond Baroque' bookstore: diPrima, Acker, Duncan, Olson and Venice Beach's local poetry legend, John Thomas Idlet. The 'Gas House' and Ellison Hotel were, in the words of local poet and musician Betto, where the poets came for the 'vibes'.
I am not really a foreigner here, either. There is a wonderful 'vibe' indeed (almost aural to this impressionable Canadian) that the people always carry and that I felt, too: it's in their words, tone and the artist's always soft eyes. 'Beyond Baroque' was more than a place (entirely community-supported) of art exhibits, workshops and readings: it was, as Frank Samperi, would say a place where "[t]he angel prepares and disposes" and I felt Frank's angel there, too. 'Vibes', the angel or the softness in a poet's verses--they all collectively were Venice Beach and 'Beyond Baroque', the place's gift to this proud foreigner.
But, above all, it was Frank and Frank's daughter Claudia, host of the poetry reading, and the wonderful group of poets who'd assembled to read from Samperi's 'Trilogy' that I came here for. And I saw Frank and his poetry in the person of Claudia who'd made possible this wonderful homage to a life and work: in the gentle elegant daughter who'd brought us all together to celebrate the Skysill publication of the combined Trilogy works: The Prefiguration, Quadrifariam and Lumen Gloriae.
It was my unique privilege to read from the Morning and Evening in The Prefiguration and afterwards offer my own reflections on the very interesting art and poetry collaboration between Samperi and Petersen that resulted in the Morning & Evening folio published in Caterpillar 3/4 (1967), of which Claudia had displayed at 'Beyond Baroque' the original stoneprinted version (along with an original "A"-12 typescript Zukofsky had given Samperi).
Claudia will shortly post pictures and video segments of the 'Frank Samperi Celebration' event at her blog. Below is the text of my comments on the Samperi-Petersen collaboration minus references (taken from my unfinished literary biography of Frank Samperi).
The entire Frank Samperi reading may be seen here at PennSound.
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The Trilogy began as a poet-printmaker
collaboration through which Petersen’s lithography served as foil to Samperi’s own
terse formulations of a spirituality gathered in the quotidian. Theirs was
artistic effort underscored by the need to remain committed to the work despite
worldly pressures to put a commercial value on art, poetry and music in
general. It was probably an inability, as Petersen puts it in an undated letter
to Samperi, “to exchange enthusiasms” that formed the basis of their 60s
partnership, conjoined as this also was to the feeling that their commitment to
artistic purity had alienated them from the mainstream. Both Samperi and
Petersen (if Petersen’s letters are any indication) were prone to bouts of
self-pity and a reluctance to engage more actively with the busy world outside of their
own spiritual and artistic practices (as evidenced in Petersen’s Noh and translation activities and Samperi’s own
assimilation of Dante and spiritual poetics). Though Petersen’s own self-loathing
was likely more feigned than real, the lament for quiet introspective space in
which to create was certainly genuine. The Caterpillar
Morning & Evening is an example of the way poetry and the printmaker’s
artistry, as well as a friendship based on the need to keep a clear sense of
the connections between them always in view, could combine to form a rather
remarkable work. It’s perhaps a case of a correspondence and creativity
symbiosis that wouldn't be seen ever again in Samperi’s literary career:
Samperi’s Origin publications, though
a success even in his own eyes, certainly lacked the rich artistic presence of
a Will Petersen. Relations
between them would, however, later deteriorate to such a point that Samperi (in
an undated letter, probably 1980) would expressly forbid Petersen from publishing
in his Plucked Chicken magazine a
transcript of a recorded conversation that took place between himself and John
Levy in 1980.
Both the Petersen 4 October ’66 and 17
October ’66 letters to Samperi and the Caterpillar
Morning & Evening (M&E) folio publication showcase admirably the
ideals of artistic purity and the aesthetics of illustration come to fruition. Talents
and appreciation of the materials of art and artistic production don’t so much
complement as stand respectfully distant from each other, inviting
interpretation and respectful bickering over the final form. Petersen says in
the 17 October letter, in particular, that though their efforts stand “side by
side” they ought rather to purposely look “unrelated or contrary” so that the
readers can make the connections for themselves. Eshleman presents M&E as forming part of a larger
unpublished work (that is, of course, The
Prefiguration) as well as an individual folio available for purchase.The
M&E, as embodying a sense of both
the work “in process” and finished product (both the end and means of
creativity), is very much a synthesis
of the qualities of two distinct artistic sensibilities. Petersen had hoped
that the portfolio would find its way into print.
From Samperi come the spiritual journey motif and the revelatory nature of
‘seeing’ combined with spare minimalist phrasing, the skillful alternation between
prose and poetry and sensitivity to the intermediaries of space and
illustration; from Petersen, the lithographer’s careful handling of
illustration and the nuancing of text that formatting always entails, the
creation of a Noh dance of
stone work and printing that results in the most unexpectedly original confluence
of words and images. There’s always in Petersen the urge to preserve the stark
simplicity of Samperi’s poetry by working “in a loose, quick way – putting down
ink with fingertips and heel of hand.” I’ve already mentioned the multitasking
of an indefatigable Petersen who, among other things, makes editorial
recommendations, and continually details the printmaking process to a nervous
and expectant friend, even looking to matters of packaging and distribution and
a good deal of the public relations work.
