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Poets were rock stars and for a brief moment, as all halcyon days inevitably are, they touched the live nerve of the popular culture and the sizzled zap was heard from the London Sunday Times to MTV. It was the 1990's and not since the Beats banged their bongos, had poetry, this proudly obscure art-form practiced by teenaged girls and goggled academics, hit out like the super swing of a juiced-up baller into the stratosphere of the larger audience. At the center of this movement was a "muddle-class" (his term) poet enamored of the outsider status, from both faux-bohemia and the high-tea-toned academy, of his Americanist Poetic heroes, Whitman, Stevens and Williams; he wanted to connect them to the direct, jagged, jaw-displacing punk rock rebellion of the music and performances he loved. His name is Mike Tyler, and to poets of his time and the youth that saw him read in the cafes, he is a legendary wild and free performer who ran and yelled and jumped as he read his work and who as The Village Voice described doesn't recite a poem, "he exorcises it like it was the demon within." In Black Night, Black Knight, a time when phone booths still existed, you could smoke on planes, and Richard Nixon had just died (an event which gave Mike one of the shortest of the always remarkable shorter poems that appear throughout the book, "good") you can find the poems Mike was writing at this time when his fame, such as it was, we're talking poetry after all, was at its height (Mike coined the phrase "there's tens of dollars at stake!") and the fever from the wondrous disease for a poet of having attention paid and being listened to was red-hot and molten. From "A Mike Tyler Poem" to "You Can't Hide In A Clear Sky" and the 281 poems in between in alphabetical order and interrupted only by the book within a book of Paris Poems (filed under P after "Old Centurion") written by Mike from a visit to Paris following a triumphant residency at London's Institute of Contemporary Arts (ICA), you have a moment of poetic time brought back to life so that life itself can take a bow, for what are words but the harbingers of the things and the times that inspired them.
Mike Tyler is a name well known to the experimentalists in writing. Mike Tyler is a non-academic, post-beat American poet. He by choice and by definition is an outsider, electing to create his own manipulation of the English language that parodies poetry while delivering even more poignant works than those he steps away from. He is considered the wild boy of the Nuyorican Poets Café, a non-profit organization in Alphabet City, Manhattan, a bastion of the Nuyorican art movement in New York City that has become a forum for poetry, music, hip hop, video, visual arts, comedy and theatre. (Founder Miguel Algarín: 'We must listen to one another. We must respect one another's habits and we must share the truth and the integrity that the voice of the poet so generously provide.') One of his most famous 'performances' was breaking his arm while reading one of his poems! Tyler embraces almost every art form, but here in this well edited collection of poems, we are invited to a strange feast of works - poems that range from erotic, to political, to angry, to sentimental and elegiac.'What's important to me is the limits of the language. If we allow the limits of the language to limit what it means to be alive, then we've got a problem. There's this tension, where the words are the only thing we have to express what we are, and there is so much more.' Mike has published four books of his poetry DIG IS CAT, HOTEL STORIES, THE WARM ANIMALS and now this collection BLACK NIGHT, BLACK KNIGHT. Tyler's writing style has been described as terse, epigrammatic epiphanies. He is concerned with language, both beautiful and otherwise, as a political activity, and the "muddle-class" as a group robbed of language, and so robbed of a voice. He is known for his poem "The Most Beautiful Word in the American Language" Resist!' and other rather infamous bits of his poetry include lines such as 'is it o.k. to yell fire/at a fire' and 'Just before/the end of the world/somebody said/to somebody else/"Hey, look, it's not like it's the end of the world". Just some very brief information about this amazing artist.In BLACK NIGHT, BLACK KNIGHT, a time when phone booths still existed, you could smoke on planes, and Richard Nixon had just died (an event which gave Mike one of the shortest of the always remarkable shorter poems that appear throughout the book, "good") you can find the poems Mike was writing at this time when his fame, such as it was, we're talking poetry after all, was at its height and the fever from the wondrous disease for a poet of having attention paid and being listened to was red-hot and molten. Some brief examples:Just BeforeJust beforethe end of the worldsomebody saidto somebody else“hey, look, it’s not like it’s the end of the world.”If Punks Are So Tough Why do Hippies Always Beat Them Up? PoemGuilt and hypocrisyare stronger thanhumor and courage.What Tyler does in inviting us to make something of our own about his work is to muddy the waters of expectations and poke fun at how we communicate, how we express the inexpressible, and how utterly delightful it is to play with words as though the universe were a confused Scrabble game. He is fun, he is naughty at times, he is profound, he is - unique. Mike Tyler is what our computer drained brains need to transiently hack our social media existence and get back to playing with our brains. Grady Harp. April 16