Book contents
- Frontmatter
- Contents
- Notes on Contributors
- Acknowledgements
- Abbreviations
- Introduction
- 1 Roy Fisher on Location
- 2 ‘Menacing Works in my Isolation’: Early Pieces
- 3 TheWork of a Left-Handed Man
- 4 Osmotic Investigations and Mutant Poems: An Americanist Poetic
- 5 ‘Making Forms with Remarks’: The Prose
- 6 Cutting-Edge Poetics: Roy Fisher's ‘Language Book’
- 7 A Burning Monochrome: Fisher's Block
- 8 ‘The Secret Laugh of the World’
- 9 ‘Exhibiting Unpreparedness’: Self, World, and Poetry
- 10 ‘Coming into their Own’: Roy Fisher and John Cowper Powys
- 11 A Furnace and the Life of the Dead
- 12 Last Things
- Roy Fisher: A Bibliography
- Indexes
12 - Last Things
- Frontmatter
- Contents
- Notes on Contributors
- Acknowledgements
- Abbreviations
- Introduction
- 1 Roy Fisher on Location
- 2 ‘Menacing Works in my Isolation’: Early Pieces
- 3 TheWork of a Left-Handed Man
- 4 Osmotic Investigations and Mutant Poems: An Americanist Poetic
- 5 ‘Making Forms with Remarks’: The Prose
- 6 Cutting-Edge Poetics: Roy Fisher's ‘Language Book’
- 7 A Burning Monochrome: Fisher's Block
- 8 ‘The Secret Laugh of the World’
- 9 ‘Exhibiting Unpreparedness’: Self, World, and Poetry
- 10 ‘Coming into their Own’: Roy Fisher and John Cowper Powys
- 11 A Furnace and the Life of the Dead
- 12 Last Things
- Roy Fisher: A Bibliography
- Indexes
Summary
I
Opening Roy Fisher's first hardback book of poetry, published in 1969, I found on the half-title page: ‘the ghost of a paper bag’. Leafing over a couple of pages, there it was again, this time looking like an epigraph to the collection, a volume called by its dust jacket Collected Poems, but by its title page and spine, give or take a pair of capitals: collected poems 1968. When I first stumbled upon this slim, eighty-page book, I had never heard of Roy Fisher or read anything by him; but then, at nineteen, this was a common experience with volumes of collected poems. Yet his was so short, and, since the dust jacket informed me that the author had been four in May 1935, I deduced that he had published his collected poems at the age of about thirty-eight. Nothing on the jacket blurbs suggested that he was dead, so what had happened? No sooner had Roy Fisher opened up shop, than he was pulling down the shutters. In fact,many one-book poets debut with their last things, but the difference here was that this writer, who, I noted, had anyway published a prose book called The Ship's Orchestra, also appeared to know it at the time.
Reading on, I came across that enigmatic phrase once more, this time as part of ‘The Billiard Table’. The last poem in a section entitled Interiors with Various Figures, it describes a scene (partly prompted by a canvas of Braque's) in which an ‘I’ and a ‘you’ confront an unnamed thing that seems to have slept the night on the billiard table. There is a ‘mess of sheets on the green baizet’ which‘Suggests a surgery without blood’, but, while the poem's ‘you’ keeps glancing at it, ‘the tangle looks like abandoned grave-clothes.’ Then comes the sentence including that half-title phrase:
And watching it from where I sit
I see it's the actual corpse, the patient dead under the anaesthetic,
A third party playing gooseberry, a pure stooge, the ghost of a paper bag;
Something that stopped in the night. (P55-87, pp. 46-47)
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- The Thing About Roy FisherCritical Studies, pp. 275 - 312Publisher: Liverpool University PressPrint publication year: 2000