Friday, October 9, 2009


JOHN LEVY









Rory Fingerlin Reading



Last night the American poet Rory Fingerlin read at Thompson Hall. This reading was co-sponsored by The English Department and The University’s Legalize Pot Now Association (LPNA). Fingerlin, author of the poetry volumes FINGERLIN IS FINGER-LICKING GOOD (1992) and KAFKA FOR DUMMIES AND OTHER INSTRUCTIONAL MANUALS (2002), read new poems from his work in progress, IF I PLACED MY IDEAS IN CARDBOARD BOXES AND DROPPED THE BOXES IN QUICKSAND WOULD THEY GO ANYWHERE DIFFERENT?


Fingerlin was introduced by Michael Butler Smith, who praised Fingerlin’s poetry for its “zany unpredictability” and its “extraordinary noise-scapes, possibly the most musical poetry written in English in the last decade.” Near the end of Smith’s lengthy introduction he read Fingerlin’s poem, “Hot Air Balloon Filled with Llamas and Ostriches Floats Above Pot-Smoking Tourists Visiting Mount Rushmore” in its entirety. Smith ended his introduction by singing a song he wrote about Fingerlin’s poetry, accompanying himself on banjo.


Fingerlin mounted the stage and surprised the audience by announcing that he is studying tap dance and wanted to perform a dance he had just finished creating a few days earlier. After what can only be called a stunning performance, with a number of brush steps and flea hops, Fingerlin informed us that what we had seen and heard was based on the meter of two of his favorite Shakespeare sonnets.


Fingerlin then read “A Dozen Written In Tiny Spaces Above Earth,” a suite of twelve poems that he wrote in air plane bathrooms this last month as he flew from campus to campus on his latest whirlwind reading tour. He said he set himself the following challenge: he would enter the bathroom and write furiously until the moment someone knocked and/or pounded on the door. Some of the poems end mid-word.


All twelve of these poems begin with self-portraits written as he looks at himself in the bathroom mirror. The poems proceed in wild and varied streams of consciousness, full of peculiar images and rhymes and insightful (frequently Freudian) reflections on his fellow passengers. After Fingerlin finished reading the twelfth poem of this suite, he received a standing ovation which lasted two minutes and 41 seconds. In an interview I conducted with Fingerlin after the reading (to be published in the university literary magazine later this year) he said this suite of poems has received standing ovations after every reading and noted that our ovation lasted 17 seconds longer than any other standing ovation he has received this year. His wife, who accompanies him on all of his reading tours, is his time-keeper. She times not only any standing ovations but all tap dance performances. In addition, she signals to him when he has been on stage for exactly 90 minutes, at which time he finishes whatever he is doing and asks the audience for questions.


During the Q and A session following the reading, one member of the audience asked Fingerlin if he had created any other original tap dances. Fingerlin revealed that he has also finished a brief dance based on Kafka’s “The Metamorphosis.” After the same member of the audience pleaded with Fingerlin to perform it, Fingerlin obliged. The dance began with a 27-second soft shoe then accelerated with a 19-second patter after which Fingerlin dropped to all fours and joined a rattle with his shoes to a slow melancholy riff employing both his ring-studded hands. He rolled onto his back, appearing very much like a beetle on its back waving its appendages uselessly. The standing ovation for this performance lasted one minute and 23 seconds.


After getting back to his feet, Fingerlin responded to questions about the nature of inspiration, the state of the economy, his series of 84 haiku about Tiger Woods, his recent editorial (published by The New York Times) about thematic trends in contemporary American poetry, and the differences between metrical concerns in poetry and in tap dancing. Next he graciously thanked the overflow audience and did a remarkably rapid front shuffle step all the way out to the lobby, where he signed copies of his books for the next 52 minutes.


We have already begun trying to raise money to have Fingerlin return to the campus next year. Any and all interested donors should call LPNA between midnight and 2 a.m. any night (Sundays included).



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John Levy makes his bread & butter as a public defender coming to the aid of those down & out in the Tucson Arizona region. His books of poetry & prose include Among the Consonants (Elizabeth Press),We Don't Kill Snakes Where We Come From (Querencia) Oblivion, Tyrants, Crumbs (First Intensity) and The Nightest (Longhouse). A family man, John is married to the artist Leslie Buchanan and is right this minute working on his first novel.