oh orchid o′clock
Reconsidering our relationship with time through poetry
Format:Paperback
Publisher:Omnidawn Publishing
Published:4th May '23
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Endi Bogue Hartigan's oh orchid o'clock is a poignant collection that examines our intricate relationship with time through lyrical poetry.
In oh orchid o'clock, Endi Bogue Hartigan presents a thought-provoking collection of poems that delve into our complex relationship with time. The work explores the idea of time as a living entity, revealing how our obsession with it shapes our experiences and perceptions. Hartigan's lyrical verses weave through personal and collective histories, reflecting on the ways we allow our lives to become entangled in the relentless ticking of the clock. Each poem serves as a reminder of the sensory impacts of time, urging readers to reconsider their own interactions with it.
The collection emphasizes the notion of being 'over-clocked,' highlighting the transactional and often brutal nature of modern existence. Hartigan's exploration of time is both intimate and expansive, as she examines the dualities of collective and bodily time. Through her work, she invites readers to reflect on their complicity within the systems that measure and dictate our lives. The poems resonate with a deep sense of urgency, prompting us to question how we can break free from these constraints and reclaim our relationship with time.
Ultimately, oh orchid o'clock challenges us to rethink our understanding of time and its influence on our lives. Hartigan uses language as a powerful tool to dissect the mechanics of time, revealing the interconnected systems that govern our existence. This collection is not just an exploration of time; it is an invitation to imagine new possibilities for living within and beyond its confines.
"For the speaker in Hartigan’s third poetry collection, oh orchid o’clock, time is not just a subject, but a material that can be shaped to conform to the surface of the human mind. . . . Hartigan plays with units of time on the level of language, interrogating daily experience and inventing a new logic by which to understand her place in a world fraught with violence and chaos." * Rhino Poetry *
"The clock—its histories, oddities, dominance—is the mechanism of Endi Bogue Hartigan’s oh orchid o’clock. . . . As she evokes the timeless simultaneous information and activity our internet age allows, with its WebMD and newsfeeds and everything else searchable that is packed into these poems, the poet continues to make space for what is before and beyond our conceptions of time. . ." * Harriet Books *
"oh orchid o’clock is a book about time, from delineations and attentions to the very loss of time: time sits at a marker from which all else is perceived, written, achieved or ignored. . . . Hartigan offers time as both metaphor and structure, writing of end times, lost times, made-up time, violent time, the times we pay for in advance. She composes this collection as an expansive tapestry of lyric squares, temporal shards and narrative moments, some in motion and others held in amber; time held and held up, turned slowly in the light." * rob mclennan’s blog *
“Hartigan’s oh orchid o’clock fluidly rotates constructions of time: our violent times; scientific and philosophical time; the ‘orbit’ of digital time we frequently ‘visit’; the transportive materiality of deep time; the ruling ‘grip of time’ within the timepiece; the illusory ‘streaming of time’ that is ‘a perception trick’; and, critically, time ‘resolved’ or defeated by nature by ‘the orchid opal sky calculating nothing;’ by the imprecision of water, which is ‘the nemesis of all clocks;’ by fire, where the ‘clock surrounds . . . a foliage of flame, clockless.’ Here, in the book’s free rotation of poetic time, which is ‘something pure and round,’ we are not ‘absorbed’ by the ‘vertical worlds’ that ‘fall horizontally.’ Here, in the linguistic rotations constructed by poetry, we are not mere visitors of time or ‘tethered as a clockhand.’ Here, in oh orchid o’clock, we are new rotations, where ‘one side of the orchid is pointing at everything close.’” -- Amy Catanzano, author of Starlight in Two Million: A Neo-Scientific Novella
“Time is in the center of this extraordinary poetry collection by Hartigan, who drives us (through a kind of incantatory speech) into a world of subversive syntax, of compressed and expanded language and, most of all, of meaning. This ‘apparatus,’ as the poet subtly refers to the compositions on these pages, rearranges the outlines of matter versus organic matter, of the objective versus the subjective in our known (and unknown) spaces, giving them a new range of expression, a new clarity, to signify and bridge. These poems connect the molecular to the universal to the public to the personal in a single breath. It’s a wildly original and ingenious book, but what catapults us into the bliss of this reading is a sense of finding (astonished) the 'arrows and notches' of our earthly human print.” -- Flávia Rocha, author of Exosfera
“Hartigan, in this wondrous and fearsome mélange of meditation, rhyme, and wordwelding, pursues the vortex of Emily Dickinson’s dark conjuncture even as she mounts a Blakean charge against the modern tyranny of clock-time. Her oh orchid o’clock is rife with natural and mechanical marvels—scent clocks and snowflakes, marigolds and gym ellipticals—but its terribly ubiquitous mechanisms are the Taylorized workplace and the AK-15. Counter to these rapacious devices, Hartigan weaves a lush tangle of perceptions, drawn from the everyday, heightened by her deliriously acute ear. Not a knife-beak, not an ink fluke: public events toll ever more ominously in her Northwestern US, and yet these poems, lounging in the clock like certain creatures, lyrically undo the incremental fiction of the hours.” -- John Beer, author of Lucinda
“Swirling with condensations and collisions of language, observations, societal and personal conditions, at the center of which abides a constantly fervently spinning heart, these poems also ask: ‘Can the clock burn?’ I think the clock does burn in these poems, also morphs and contracts and grows second (and third, fourth, other) second-hands, seeks alternate ways of counting, amplifying and expanding time inside the interstices that nest beneath and beyond what we can count, what we can comprehend. These poems are clocks of their own count and their own making, setting their tiny pulses against our current collective sense of an impending clock, to dream and create their own intricate, delicate music and meter and measure of what it means to be and feel at this particular moment in time.” -- Dao Strom, author & songwriter of Instrument/Traveler’s Ode
“I am awed by Hartigan’s ability to inhabit time’s perplexities. Her sonically sensitive and wondrous meditations on continuity and chronology, accumulation and containment, contemplate the ‘measure of measure,’ each one finding a different way to mesmerize time to investigate its constructions. Never have I so intimately felt the bewilderment of being ‘off the clock’ and of the clock. I love oh orchid o’clock’s quality of deep prayer, how it attends intimately to the feeling of time in lived experience, how it lets go of instrumentality to consider the instrument.” -- Mary Szybist, author of Incarnadine
"Open oh orchid o’clock, and you find yourself inside the clockwork maze of a Chinese incense box that releases each hour with a distinct scent. Let the hours teach, sing, dismantle and restore. These poems by Hartigan fathom time’s mythos in nesting dolls and gunshots, measures in galactic orbits and fractals or intervals between ravages and respite as by the Nilometer—the unit that ancient Egyptians used to calculate the precisely rising levels of the Nile between successive flooding. Hartigan’s work shows us the cuckoo in the clock but also the clock in the cuckoo: how time resides in the body, grips the imagination, how it is transactive, a factory of simulacra, a secret seam between what has passed and what is yet to come. The extraordinary richness of this book lies in its showcasing of language as a worthy opponent in wrestling the giant of time; how a phrase, even a phoneme can lock as well as set time free, how poetry can contend with the eternal and the sudden, how the lyric can subdue time’s machinations with a pulse all its own: chiming, colliding or stilled at will—'I am free to fill the silence with denser silence,' the poet declares—a triumph for us all." -- Shadab Zeest Hashmi, author of Ghazal Cosmopolitan
ISBN: 9781632431158
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104 pages