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\u201cFrom the Classroom\u201d is a series that features some of the great work and research from students who visit our collections. Below is a blog by Luke Allan from Dr. Jennifer Burek Pierce\u2019s class \u201cReading Culture History & Research in Media\u201d (SLIS:5600:0001). <\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Poems That Just Are<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

By Luke Allan<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n

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FIG 1: Ian Hamilton Finlay with his poem acrobats<\/em> on the wall of his house in 1965. Photo by Jonathan Williams<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n

In a letter to a friend in the late 1950s, Ian Hamilton Finlay (1925\u20132006) admits to feeling that he must be \u201cabout the only contemporary writer who believes that the purpose of art is to\u2014oh dearie me, I forget exactly what\u2014let\u2019s say: be beautiful.\u201d Finlay is in his early thirties, living alone on a remote Scottish island, recovering from the collapse of his marriage, struggling with his mental health problems, and desperately poor. In 1959 he\u2019ll move to Edinburgh, and from there to a dilapidated farmhouse in the Highlands. In the meantime he\u2019ll meet his second wife, Sue, and in 1966 the young couple will move into a slightly less dilapidated farmhouse in the Pentland Hills, called Stonypath, and have their first child. For the next fifty years Ian and Sue will transform Stonypath, and the square acre of wilderness it sits on, nicknamed Little Sparta, into a unique \u201cpoem garden\u201d, cultivated by the world\u2019s first self-proclaimed \u201cavant-gardeners\u201d.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But let us take a step back. At some point in those years between moving to the city and leaving it again with Sue, Ian meets Paul Pond and Jessie McGuffie, and together they start a small poetry magazine, Poor. Old. Tired. Horse.<\/em> The title is borrowed from a Robert Creeley poem, \u201cPlease<\/a>\u201d, and this borrowing itself hints at one of the motivations behind Ian\u2019s interest in running a magazine: the wish to establish a community of likeminded poets and friends. In the mid-sixties Ian was diagnosed with agoraphobia, an event that, if nothing else, gave a name to the feelings of anxiety and alienation that had troubled him for many years, and which fenced him off from the world. Running a magazine would be, whatever else it would be, a way of having friendships in exile.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Editing POTH<\/em> took Finlay on a long journey into the contemporary poetic avant-garde that would radically reorient his own writing. He already sensed that he no longer cared for poems that were merely \u201cabout\u201d things, that he wanted instead poems \u201cthat just are\u201d (letter to Gael Turnbull, 29 April 1963). But it was his encounter with the work of the Brazilian poet Augusto de Campos in winter 1962, while editing issue 6 of POTH,<\/em> that lit the fuse for Finlay. De Campos\u2019s poems were concretos<\/em>\u2014concrete. They demonstrated a way of thinking and writing that short-circuited traditional logical and grammatical structures. Feeling alienated from the \u201cordinary syntax\u201d of \u201csocial reality\u201d, as he put it in a letter to Jerome Rothenberg in 1963, Finlay found in concrete poetry a mode of thinking and writing that freed him from the grammar of a world he didn\u2019t recognize as his own: concrete poetry became, for Finlay, \u201ca model of order\u201d within a world \u201cfull of doubt\u201d (letter to Pierre Garnier, 17 September 1963). The encounter is crucial for Finlay. In POTH<\/em> 8 (1963) Finlay publishes his first concrete poem, \u201cHomage to Malevich\u201d, and over the next five years he produces some of his greatest hits, including \u201cacrobats\u201d (1964) and \u201cwave\/rock\u201d (1966). Much as Finlay used the magazine to establish a safe social space inside a larger, unstable world, so the concrete poem served as a microcosm of stillness and clarity within the disorder of modern life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The poem-object shown in the images below is a calendar. Published in 1968, it collects twelve of Finlay\u2019s early concrete poems, and is his first real encounter with a US readership. The calendar\u2019s title, The Blue and the Brown Poems<\/em><\/a>, is a reference to Wittgenstein\u2019s Blue and Brown Books<\/em>, transcriptions of lecture notes in which the philosopher first develops his destabilizing ideas about the relationship between words and meanings. The calendar is larger than you might think: at 20 inches tall, it\u2019s probably too big for your fridge door or the space beside your desk. It asks, unusually for a calendar, for a more monumental setting, hung on a large wall like a framed painting or poster.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The calendar begins, also unusually, in September. This may be a reference to the calendar of the Roman Empire, in which case it\u2019s an early example of Finlay\u2019s interest in classical culture, a central theme of his later work. Each month features a concrete poem printed in color on white paper, accompanied by a short commentary by the critic Stephen Bann.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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FIG 2: The title page of The Blue and the Brown Poems<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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FIG 3: \u2018acrobats\u2019 (January). This is the same poem seen in the background of the photo at the top of this blog post, an example of the way Finlay reiterated his poems in different ways throughout his career\u2014on walls, in print, in stone, and in glass, as well as in various contexts: in the home, in books, in galleries, and in public spaces.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/figure>\n\n\n\n

Finlay believed that concrete poems were for contemplating, so it followed that their ideal presentation was in a place where they could be readily contemplated. The calendar, like the wall or the garden, is a quintessentially Finlayian form. It is a way to turn the poem into something we can live around or within. Underpinning these considerations of form and space is a more fundamental belief in the relationship between poetry and ordinary experience: the calendar is a bridge between the heavens of literary culture and the ovens of real life in the home.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In \u2018wave\/rock\u2019, the words \u201cwave\u201d and \u201crock\u201d bear the colors of the sea and the land, and where the two words overlap there is a sonic collision that produces the \u201cwrack\u201d\u2014seaweed washed up on the shore. Visually, the superimposed blue and brown letterforms give an impression of seaweed-covered rocks. A \u201cwrack\u201d is also a wrecked ship, the word suggesting sudden violent damage, and as these two words collide the wreckage miraculously takes on the form of a word for wreckage. In this sense the poem borrows the kind of forces found at sea as metaphors for the kinds of forces found in language.<\/p>\n\n\n

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FIG 4: “wave\/rock” (February) The poem was first realized as a glass poem-object in 1966 (pictured here<\/a>) and later exhibited as a sculpture in a park in Dunfermline, Scotland, in 1969. It was also printed across a page spread in the magazine Aspen<\/em><\/a>. Later still it was realized as a fabric wall hanging<\/a><\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n

Finlay started out as a writer of short stories and plays. In the middle of his life he found concrete poetry, and he set out on a journey into small-press publishing that would serve as his primary medium of friendship. In the final third of his life he realized the full potential of the concrete poem as a part of a landscape. Later, Finlay disassociated himself from concrete as a movement, because he felt that it did not share his views on the important function of tradition within the avant-garde. Today it is his garden domain, Little Sparta, for which he is best remembered, but at one level the garden is only the final manifestation of a poetic impulse to make enclosures that characterized Finlay\u2019s oeuvre. The social enclosure of the magazine and the press, the aesthetic enclose of the concrete poem, and the physical and philosophical enclosure of the garden: these were ways of dealing with a sickness Finlay had diagnosed in the world and for which he spent his life discovering\u2014oh dearie me, I forget exactly what\u2014let\u2019s say: beautiful cures.<\/p>\n\n\n

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FIG 5: \u201cyou \/ me\u201d (April). The yellow of \u201cyou\u201d and the blue of \u201cme\u201d combine to make the compound green of \u201cus\u201d. The two colors then separate again, continuing on a path that is at once shared and separate, on which they are, so to speak, alone together. The metaphor of color\u2014one crucial to Wittgenstein too, we should remember\u2014reminds us that relationships, like compound colors, are more than the sum of their parts. Blue and yellow make something unique, called green, that was in neither, and that cannot be kept if the colors are separated back out.<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n

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When the University of Iowa acquired The Sackner Archive in 2019, work began to unpack and classify the 75,000 works of visual and concrete poetry that Ruth and Marvin Sackner had collected over the course of their lives. Ruth Sackner passed away in 2015, and Marvin Sackner joined her just a few weeks after the Archive\u2019s inaugural exhibition, in September 2019. The work required to process the many books, prints, periodicals, letters, and objects that make up their enormous collection continues behind the scenes, and items from the archive are currently available to view by special request. Over time, the archive will be fully integrated into ArchivesSpace<\/a>, but even now it is possible to browse the archive here<\/a>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Over the course of forty years Finlay published more than a thousand books, booklets, cards, prints and poem-objects, many through his publishing imprint Wild Hawthorn Press. It\u2019s clear that Ruth and Marvin Sackner were enormous fans of Finlay\u2019s work, because their collection contains several hundred of these publications.  It\u2019s a rich seam, and one that is still largely unexplored.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

FURTHER READING<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In print:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Yves Abrioux and Stephen Bann, Ian Hamilton Finlay: A Visual Primer<\/em> (London: Reaktion Books, 1985; 2nd edition, revised and expanded, 1994)<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A Model of Order: Selected Letters for Ian Hamilton Finlay<\/em>, ed. Thomas A Clark (Glasgow: Wax366, 2009)<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Patrick Eyres, \u201cGardens of Exile\u201d, New Arcadian Journal<\/em> 10 (1983)<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ian Hamilton Finlay: Selections<\/em>, ed. Alec Finlay (Berkeley: University of California Press, 2012)<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Wood Notes Wild: Essays on the Poetry of Ian Hamilton Finlay<\/em>, ed. Alec Finlay (Edinburgh: Polygon, 1995)<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ian Hamilton Finlay, Rapel: 10 Fauve and Suprematist Poems<\/em> (Edinburgh: Wild Hawthorn Press, 1963)<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John Dixon Hunt, Nature Over Again: The Garden Art of Ian Hamilton Finlay<\/em> (London: Reaktion Books, 2008)<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Caitlin Murray and Tim Johnson, eds., The Present Order: Writings on the <\/em>Work of Ian Hamilton Finlay<\/em> (Marfa, TX: Marfa Book Company, 2011)<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jessie Sheeler, Little Sparta: The Garden of Ian Hamilton Finlay<\/em>, Photographs by Andrew Lawson (London: Frances Lincoln, 2003)<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Online:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Carli Teproff, \u201cA force on the Miami art scene, Ruth Sackner dies at 79\u201d, Miami Herald<\/em>, October 12, 2015. https:\/\/www.miamiherald.com\/news\/local\/obituaries\/article38777727.html<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Andres Viglucci, \u201cMarvin Sackner, a physician, inventor and renowned collector of word art, has died\u201d, Miami Herald<\/em>, September 30, 2020 https:\/\/www.miamiherald.com\/article246121525.html?fbclid=IwAR1Tur1UbivcjHp3HaTx6AN2r8KJNNYXIcdFQc0meVeUXPieXJvQYhuUEJ8<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Padded Cell Pictures, Concrete!<\/em> (documentary about Marvin and Ruth Sackner) https:\/\/www.kaltura.com\/index.php\/extwidget\/preview\/partner_id\/1004581\/uiconf_id\/15920232\/entry_id\/1_bv84gwjw\/embed\/dynamic?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sackner Archive Live Exhibition. <\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sackner Archive Exhibition Guide. <\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n

University of Iowa Library Guide to the Sackner Archive. <\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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