‘The Vessel of the Now’
by Ink


always agape / its mouth / never yawns;
Ink is a US poet and the editor-in-chief of Stanza Cannon, an online literary magazine for audio poetry. He published four chapbooks before his first collection, Miserable with Fire. He has also had work produced by Piscataway House Publications and Finishing Line Press.
This is a chapbook with no list of poems, simply a first page that reads:
Contents of The Vessel
The Now
This isn’t a story, or indeed a narrative per se. It is a set of statements and situations, wrapped around a central conceit: you are the poetry, it and you are both an indivisible part of experience. The Vessel is both present and absent, concrete and ephemeral, and as such my traditional approach to reviewing wasn’t going to work here.
What’s in it for Me?
As a reviewer, you realize quite early on in the unconventional narratives that pointing at stuff and extolling its virtues only works to a point. Ink’s use of the phrase The Vessel of the Now is what joins every point in this journey to every other. At least, that’s how I think this works, after several readings. The unassuming chapbook contains all the intricacy and fiendish complexity of a Chinese Puzzle Box, which means I could have this all wrong…
The Vessel is many things: self-aware, yet without memory. It won’t judge you, and it seems to have multiple splinters… or maybe they are portals, taking you from one Vessel to the next. They are full and simultaneously too thin to manipulate, some are larger than others… and then, as you look closer, the clues appear and vanish. They grow with us: are they a manifestation of our own selves made as objects? However, hold two of them together and one of them becomes a deception…
If you are one of those people who believe in the idea of time as a flat circle, where we are doomed to repeat the same mistakes time and again, perhaps the Vessel is a means of escaping our own nightmare of tyranny. Or maybe, as the last stanza on the last page suggests, it is the means by which we can escape time and space all together and become immortal. I am sure Ink is well aware of what he has done here, and must be applauded for the beauty and complexity of his work.
It’s taken longer than usual to write this review for one reason, and one alone. I am so utterly enamoured with the brilliance and simplicity of this beautiful set of words that it has taken a whole extra week to distil my thoughts into a workable form. Every time I looked at the review and then back to the work, my ideas altered. I think this is the trick inside the pages that is most satisfying of all. To have created such hidden complexity and thoughtfulness with so few stanzas is an object lesson in poetic ability.
This chapbook is whatever you need it to be, and still won’t give you what you want. It will provide what you need, however, and that’s a genius use of words, and a superb final product. Bravo, Sir. Bravo.

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