Thirteen
Nocturnes
by
Oliver Sheppard
Genre:
Gothic, Dark Poetry
Combining
lush Gothic lyricism with postmodern experimentation, Oliver
Sheppard's second collection of verse, Thirteen Nocturnes, presents a
nightmare vision of a world in the grip of apocalypse and shadow--a
world where "a nighttime of years never-ending" becomes "a
darkness severe and unbending," and where life is relentlessly
"gathered up against the towering shadow of decay." Taking
cues from the dark Romanticism of Poe, the decadent Symbolism of
Baudelaire, and the apocalyptic tradition of William Blake--as well
as the existential doominess of 20th century cosmic horror--Oliver
Sheppard's Thirteen Nocturnes presents a verse vision of collapse,
announcing a cold poetics of disintegration in the new dark age of
the Anthropocene.
"Reading
Sheppard's poetry is a little like listening to a conversation
between Nietzsche and William Blake during a showing of Peckinpah's
Cross of Iron. Using a wide range of forms and cultural references,
Sheppard illustrates the human condition in ways that take as much
account of its absence as its presence... Given the chance, Sheppard
will lead you down dark and unfamiliar paths, to moments of weird
beauty." --from the foreword by John Foster
NOCTURNE No. 2
Night was my vigil; I sat it alone,
A nighttime of years never-ending,
Years by myself where light was unknown,
The darkness severe and unbending.
I came upon means in my decades-long fight
To only but briefly relieve it,
And in certain moments I thought I'd found light
But I was a fool to believe it.
Years by myself where light was unknown,
The darkness severe and unbending.
I came upon means in my decades-long fight
To only but briefly relieve it,
And in certain moments I thought I'd found light
But I was a fool to believe it.
NOCTURNE No. 4
A beauty in the darkness lies
For those that go with open heart;
And shadows cannot blind those eyes
For whom the darkness is a part.
Like roses grown on gravestones wild
Illuminated in the gloom
The dark is home to nighttime's child
And midnight is her constant groom.
A beauty in the darkness lies
For those that go with open heart;
And shadows cannot blind those eyes
For whom the darkness is a part.
Like roses grown on gravestones wild
Illuminated in the gloom
The dark is home to nighttime's child
And midnight is her constant groom.
Oliver
Sheppard was born in Nashville, Tennessee, and lives in Texas.
Critical reviews of his poetry collections have been kind: "Like
listening to a conversation between Nietzsche and William Blake while
watching Peckinpah's 'Cross of Iron'," reviews of his first
book, Destruction: Text I, claimed. Garnering accolades from academia
and punk zines alike, Sheppard's work takes cues from the cosmic
fatalism of Lovecraft and Thomas Ligotti, and combines that with the
lush, Gothic lyricism of the Dark Romanticist tradition.
"Sheppard's
THIRTEEN NOCTURNES is gothic in every sense of the word; from the
writing style, the themes, to Oliver's own influences. Without a
doubt, this bountiful collection raises the bar for contemporary
gothic poetry. It's rare in this day and age to find poetry written
in a manner as sophisticated and profound as this. But
here, Sheppard combines a down-to-earth modernism with older styles
that make for a fanciful and unique experience for the reader."--Sar
Blackthorn, CVLT Nation
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