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Raw NerVZ Haiku Vol.VII #2

Raw NerVZ, edited by Dorothy Howard gives, in its 52 pages, a good cross-section of the contemporary US/Canadian haiku and related genre scene, with a leavening of overseas poets as well. Many of the contributors are from the top echelon of haijin: Fay Aoyagi, John Barlow, Randy M. Brooks, Carlos Colon, Michael Dylan Welch and Ernest J. Berry, and dozens of others of similar repute. What makes a journal like this different from and more interesting than your average attempt to pick the best of the crop is the inclusion of lesser-known names. This introduces to a wider readership the work of emerging poets and gives it a wider circulation.

It is pleasing then to discover poems by poets I for one haven't read before that displays the kind of vigour and freshness with which haiku needs to be injected from time to time. Among the pleasures to be found in these pages are visual haiku, haiku, senryu, tanka, haibun, verse sequences, collaborative poems, graphics, letters and short reviews. In fact there is something for everyone, no matter what his or her taste.

The issue under review opens with a tribute to the memory of Ruby Spriggs:

	snowflakes I see the wind.
There is a humorous "rhymga" by Carlos Colon and Marlene Mountain, and a Ruby Spriggs Memorial Renga "milkwood seeds" by several noted poets. In other offerings, there is a poem of links by Martin Lucas, several haibun by poets of the calibre of Larry Kimmel, Fred Schofield, Tony Pupello and others. Under the banner of "letters", Larry Kimmel presents a few salient points he has gathered from past issues and Alexis K. Rotella concentrates on some memorable moments, including a vivid story of childhood that echoes the experience of Larry Kimmel in another issue. H. F. Noyes tells us that he
Liked so much your back cover. I've been there at that hour!
(The covers are a delight in themselves; this one having an amazing back cover by Marlene Mountain called "MAD EARTH ONE: MALESCHOLARSHIT", which one could study and enjoy for some time).

An often engaging assemblage of poetry and prose runs the gamut of subject matter. William M. Ramsay has eggs hatching, Ed Bennett sea change, Liz fenn flowers and birds, and a nor'easter from Brynne McAdoo. Imagery and talent abound.

To end with what perhaps should have begun — a brief disclaimer. As a relative newcomer to reviewing, I might have been tempted to flatter for fear of offending my friends, peers, or other editors. Fortunately, in the case of RAW NerVZ, my temptations and subjectivity coincide. Qualitatively and quantatively, this publication fares well in comparison with others of its genre and offers some new names without being short of established poets. Nice to read this from cover to cover as the structure gives a good mix of forms rather than delivering them in clumps. Worthwhile taking out a subscription (if you don't already have one), if only for the haiku — some pretty enticing stuff here. Marlene Mountain's haiku sums it up for me:

	power outrage tonight under the covers by flashlight raw nervz haiku
 
 

reviewer: Patricia Prime.
Raw NerVZ Haiku Vol.VII #4

Raw NerVZ is still out there and it is still the most daring of any of the journals or magazines that publish haiku and related material. The former refers to so-called traditional as well as free-form haiku in whatever number of syllables that works, and in whatever number of lines that work. The related material includes tanka, sedoka, renga, etc. as well as concrete and/or visual minimalist poetry.

This particular issue, like those before, is highlighted with graphics. There are mini-reviews, announcements, real letters to the editor, and you get a free bookmark too. However, what is important is the writing, do here are a few examples:

	December frost:
	even after we don't
	make love
	you bring home
	yellow roses.

	Pamela Miller Ness

		no doubt
		the way she looks
		at him

			Tom Clausen

	to finish the manger
	I search for Jesus
	& settle for a cowboy doll

	LeRoy Gorman

		home alone —
		I straighten paintings
		on the wall

		Francine Porad

reviewer: Giovanni Malito.
Raw NerVZ Haiku Vol.VIII #3

The alphabetical index to this 52 page Canadian magazine lists over 160 contributors (many having made multiple submissions). As well as illustrating great value for money, this also reflects the attention to detail of a labour of love. Thank you, Dorothy Howard & Co. RAW NERVZ is not simply a vehicle for endless haiku, renga, haibun, or related forms. The editorial values are very open-minded, welcoming some distinctive graphical and prose contributions, alongside word art and concrete poetry. There is a convincing blend of the organized and the unpredictable: while one never knows what is coming next, each page is carefully considered and set out with a keen sense of equilibrium. Few conventional haiku are allowed. The form transmutes, from page to page, allowing the reassurance of, for example, Hans Jongman:

	Indian summer
	calling out into the mist
	ducks swim into view.
Writers like Marc Thompson concentrate less on formal rules, and more on the impact of the minimal, strikingly visual word:
	three crosses
	overlook the highway
	three crows.
Connected and juxtaposed images cement many of the best poems. Thompson recreates the sinister, while Art Stein entwines the unconnected to help us imagine beauty:
	variegated
	strands of colored yarn
	autumn hills.
There are many different kinds of eloquent economy throughout RAW NERVZ. Jean Michel Guillaumond builds pictures with words in a continuously ingenious way, from the silhouetted form created by the three letters in 'cat', to the provocative shape of an insect, that — with beautiful wit and irony — can be read as follows:
	insectarium of haiku writers
	incestuous world of haiku writers
	ephemera?
A similarly effective visual impact is achieved in Guy Simser's concrete poem about blackbirds, or in the humour of Mark Renney:
	THAT NIGHT
	I FELT ABOUT
	THIS (big).
There are longer poetic contributions too, including two engaging collaborations between Catherine Mair and Patricia Prime. They alternate lines in WHITEBAITERS:
	a rabbit's scut disappears into the gorse
	gullies on the bare hillsides sprinkled with seedling pines.
	elevated against smoke-grey clouds the fire-siren
	early summer — green polythene fades on the hay bales.
The confidence and the character of this magazine are reflected equally well in the prose contributions. Letters and reviews combine with some writers' introductions to their own verse, and retrospective highlights from previous issues. This section of 'greatest hits' is perhaps the least engaging part of RAW NERVZ, its visual impact being reduced by the need to squeeze the maximum on to three pages. However, any publication that is so attentive to correcting mistakes from previous issues is clearly committed to setting the standard for its writers.

Not surprisingly, RAW NERVZ succeeds in setting the quality bar appropriately high.

reviewer: Will Daunt.
Raw NerVZ Haiku Vol.VIII #4

This is an altogether attractive, intelligent and pleasing little literary magazine, published in Canada, which focuses on, but is not limited to, English-language poetry in Japanese verse-forms. Its fifty-two pages feature the work of over 100 authors and a dozen artists, and each copy of the magazine is individually numbered by hand. Throughout, it is a thought-provoking and very deliberate read, demanding attention and reflection. The dominant style is certainly avant-garde and experimental, and the emphasis is on showcasing the strengths of the individual voices featured. The brief prose works included, while less accomplished than the poetry, are nevertheless bold and inventive. Likewise the books advertised and reviewed look appealing.

But clearly the magazine's key strength is in the character and charm of the often tiny poems it includes. For example, this piece by Tom Clausen:

	the light finally gone
	from the window
	and with it the thoughts
	of you and me
	and too much foolishness
Or this, by Pamela Miller Ness:
	All Souls Day
	afraid to mourn
	her unborn child
Or the more 'Japanese' flavoured lines of Elizabeth Hazen:
	smell of pine
	among pruned boughs
	the wind drops
Elsewhere, lines of masked intensity can be extracted, such as these from Alexis K. Rotella and Carlos Colon:
	Waking up —
	the dream goes on
	Without me.
Many, many such examples could be quoted, but to do so is to spoil somewhat the spontaneity the editor has preserved through a deliberate mixing and crowding of fonts, styles and margins. This quirkiness, together with the tiny monochrome illustrations, the translations, the unexpected prose and advertisements, give the printed text a kind of interiority, rather like a medieval manuscript, that demands a real commitment from its readers. While it would be tiring to read the magazine from cover to cover at a sitting, its treasures, taken up slowly and with a degree of speculative thought, are all very enjoyable. It is a worthwhile read, a trove of invention, and ought to be looked into.

reviewer: John Ballam.