I very much enjoyed Charlotte Gann’s
first full collection, Noir (HappenStance Press, 2016) and wrote
positively about it last year (see here). It was an excellent book,
exemplified by its slanted treatment of emotion, relating its characters’
experiences without any explicit evocation of feeling, drawing on a
cinematographic approach to do so.
However, this first collection’s value
is now further magnified by the publication of her second, which is also excellent, titled The Girl Who
Cried (HappenStance Press, 2020), and by the poet’s provision of a
counterpoint to her previous book in terms of aesthetic technique. In her new
work, Gann comes at the same subjects of human relationships face-on rather
than from an angle, thus initiating an implicit dialogue between the two
manuscripts.
The Girl Who Cried throws off the masks and filters of the cast that was portrayed in
Noir. Instead, it’s packed with intimate psychodramas that barely invoke
outside elements. The poems are without titles, flowing or bumping into one
another, offering us yet more points and counterpoints. They play off against
each other. They inform each other. And this is why the absence of individual
titles works so well.
One striking aspect of Gann’s shift in
method is her move from an extensive cast of character in Noir, which included
many poems in the third person, to a predominance of poems that revolve around
first and second-person pronouns in The Girl Who Cried. In her new
collection, the pronouns’ pivotal role is their fluidity from one poem to
another, leading to reader to question identities and potential narrative
threads. Moreover, they even undermine themselves on purpose within specific
poems, such as in the following instance:
…And I see me. Bleak, brittle,
almost ridiculous,
and mauve with loneliness.
These subjective, supercharged
adjectives and the use of the emotionally significant abstract noun are both examples
of Gann’s change in approach, while the disconcerting deployment of both the subject
and object first-person pronouns within a single sentence issues a challenge to
any accusations of a confessional approach. Her technique implies that there’s
an observer in the background throughout these poems, dipping in and out of events,
as in this extract…
Being on the phone with you
is like skating on ice –
or rather, watching an ice skater…
In the above lines, Gann’s first-person
narrator switches from protagonist to observer, highlighting the shape-shifting
nature of experience, invoking the dislocation and alienation that can be
caused by extreme emotion.
The Girl Who Cried is an excellent collection in its own right. Nevertheless, its significance
grows further when placed alongside Noir. The two books not only provide
us with two contrasting yet complementary perspectives on a similar subject,
but they also enable the poet to burrow more deeply into her inspiration,
developing new angles via those previously mentioned points and counterpoints.
Furthermore, Gann invites us to reflect on the validity and coherence of
choosing different poetic methods to deal with similar themes, showing us that her
doing so can actually enrich our reading, contributing greater nuance
and understanding. The process of handing ourselves over to her work allows
us to reflect on the nature of human experience and on poetry’s wide-ranging
potential to express it. Why not find out what I mean for yourself…?
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