Remains to Be Seen: Works Old and New - Poems

Praise for Halvard Johnson’s work, old and new Halvard Johnson . . . writes narratives, which are absurd fragments of chaos rather than elegant aesthetic forms; yet in energetic bursts of wit they exhibit uncanny control . . . Johnson casts these clever shadows to the edge of nonsense where media glibly flash the surreal, and enduring concepts get devoured in sound bites. Roberto Bonazzi Many poets send me their books, but few I’ve received are as fine as Halvard Johnson’s Guide to the Tokyo Subway. I have at least fourteen favorite poems, including “Morning Calm,” “Paris in Old Photographs,” “La Violencia,” “How to Write Your Own Obituary,” and “Take Me to the Water.” And for sheer delight, “Thirteen Variations on a Line by Robert Frost.” In just about all the poems there’s something fascinating—an image, a tone, a total consciousness (often an achieved calm), an experiment with sound or phrasing. I found myself re-reading many of the poems, so many are ‘locked’ and provide complete satisfaction. It’s also the wide range of Guide to the Tokyo Subway that I greatly admire, the complete interest Halvard Johnson brings to so many things, the expansiveness of these poems even while they’re leading us to still moments. I’ve never seen another poet acknowledge the nuclear power plant, include it in solid lines, and then, in the same poem, move beyond it out to the Zen-like horizon in that unique ‘bomb and calm’ style which is all Johnson’s own. Dick Allen Halvard Johnson’s book Organ Harvest with Entrance of Clones represents the work of a quiet pluralist who is by equal measure amazed by the world and dismayed & angered by those who would control it. The poems here range from abstract musings (or amusements) on relationships to ironic assaults on the hypocrisies that run through the current political landscape. Throughout, Johnson uses the fungibility of language to say at least two things at every opportunity, one of them literal and the other ironic or whimsical. There is an aspect of jesterism or merry prankster in each poem, though at the center of the book is an optimism that our ‘better natures’ still reside in us somewhere and that eventually, perhaps through the application of poetry and intelligence, they will rise to the surface, if only just in time. A solid book recommended. Jorn Ake He’s the first poet I’ve read in a long time who makes sense of what’s going on in the world. Edward Field