This month I took a sturdy look at Robert Fitterman’s No, Wait. Yep. Definitely Still Hate Myself. published by Ugly Duckling Presse. I’m no stranger to experimental writing; with interests in postmodern and ergodic literature (as well as a blossoming interest in asemic poetry), but I’d never come across anything like NWDSHM.
You’ll note from the review that the chapbook resists traditional reading and reviewing processes – like ergodic, I guess – though it resists reading far more strongly. A product of Conceptual Writing, NWDSHM’s poetry is one we cannot observe. The poetry seems intrinsically linked with the process of creating the text, which is very interesting from a writing/writers perspective, but I’m unsure how rewarding this will be for the reader. I’ll have to do some more reading, some investigating… it certainly is an interesting genre!