Two Flash Fictions,
Press Board Press
Wednesday, July 10, 2013
Publisher: Luna Bisonte Prods
Quantity Available: 15
"Moments notice us at a moment's notice, lying in wait for us, in this space-time lingo-jaunt. When humans (hypothetically) fall into a black hole, the first thing their bodies undergo is 'spagghettification.' One could say when human language falls into Nico Vassilakis' clutches, it undergoes a similar process. But instead of annihilation, there is plenitude."—Maria Damon
"Is it feasible for visual poetry to be positively erudite? In the words (or word) of one of the not-quite-texts here, MOMENTS NOTICE presents the argument for YES."—Ron Silliman
Author City: NEW YORK, NY USA
Nico Vassilakis is a writer living in New York City. He has published several books of poetry and visual poetry, including MOMENTS NOTICE (Luna Bisonte Prods). Nico co-edited The Last Vispo Anthology (Fantagraphics Books).
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MOMENTS NOTICE, a visual poem
by Nico Vassilakis
Luna Bisone Prods., 2013
Vassilakis has taken a huge leap forward in the evolution of concrete poetry, by utilizing the myriad possibilities of digital manipulation of typography. The result is work of stunning beauty, color, design, concept, with a visuality that makes his ideas and poetics vivid and endlessly intriguing.
John M. Bennett
Is it feasible for visual poetry to be positively erudite? In the words (or word) of one of the not-quite-texts here, Moments Notice presents the argument for YES.
Moments notice us at a moment’s notice, lying in wait for us, in this space-time lingo-jaunt. When humans (hypothetically) fall into a black hole, the first thing their bodies undergo is “spagghettification.” One could say that when human language falls into Nico Vassilakis’s clutches, it undergoes a similar process. But instead of annhihilation, there is plenitude. Visually festive, this malleable skein of tangled spagghettiyarn’d verbiage bounces and twists its way through text/image after text/image, singing as it goes. Join in for a rollicking time, but hold on to your hat!
The Tongue knows language never spoken never revealed in the spaces between letters between the multiple readings of discourse gone blissful. The Tongue ties typography graphic in the handheld device of your choice, thumbed at, thumbed into endless arrays pleasured from the keyboard of all possibilities.
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