{"product_id":"i-am-a-city-still-but-soon-i-shant-be","title":"I Am a City Still But Soon I Shan't Be","description":"\u003cp\u003eAuthor: Roger Farr\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003ePublisher: New Star Books (2019)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"UTF-8\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\"Hailed by the Call as I stepped across\/\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan\u003eVenables at Clark following a transverse line\/\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan\u003elike all the other commodities circulating aimlessly\/\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan\u003eI drifted along corrugated steel walls\/\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan\u003esun burning every body every building every form\/\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan\u003ecash exploding from crowns of distant towers\/\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan\u003eoccupied by the rentiers in this haemopolis of\/\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan\u003earteries and conduits branching out centrifugally.\"\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan\u003eAt some point in the last decade, the \"unreal cities\" of Modernity became post-Real. Roger Farr's \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cem\u003eI Am a City Still But Soon I Shan't Be \u003c\/em\u003e\u003cspan\u003emetabolizes the modernist long poem in order to provide a psychogeographical I-witness account of this transformation.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan\u003eIn nine Cantos, or spheres of hell, Farr moves impossibly between major and minor cities, crossing and re-crossing zones, edging boundaries, charting dreamscapes, always drifting, without ever becoming a flaneur.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan\u003eVancouver stars in \"pre-conceptual\" found footage from 1973, which is actually a dream of the future. New York is an \"elegant incubator\" for the new avant-gardes, who are preparing for another civil war. Berlin is a nightclub, or a mall, that \"kettles\" its negations. Nanaimo is a necropolis seen through a lens held by the hand of a dead poet. Meanwhile a statue of Artemis explodes from the streets in Siracusa, setting off a riot during the 2010 Olympics. Urban streams, flows of capital, and other bodily fluids run the course of the tour. But there is no outside to Room 514 in the Patricia Hotel.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan\u003eIn her review in Canadian Literature of Farr's last book, the Livesay-nominated \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cem\u003eIKMQ\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cspan\u003e (New Star Books, 2012), Melissa Dalgleish observes that \"Farr's I is particularly complex.\" Readers of \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cem\u003eI Am a City Still But Soon I Shan't Be\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cem\u003e \u003c\/em\u003emight come to recognize such lyric complexity as a shared condition of life in the \"post-human cities\" from which we chart our lines of flight.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"New Star","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":44041485680739,"sku":"9781554201525","price":16.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0278\/8655\/1139\/files\/9781554201525.jpg?v=1772834724","url":"https:\/\/woodlandpatternbookcenter.com\/products\/i-am-a-city-still-but-soon-i-shant-be","provider":"Woodland Pattern","version":"1.0","type":"link"}