The Barons

"see the barons / the barons unmade"

The Barons
By Joshua Corey

Available now from Omnidawn Publishing.

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The poems of The Barons span ten years of struggle with the spirit of Romance in the face of world-historical catastrophe: 9/11, the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, and the Great Recession. Once again we find ourselves in a waste land stained by spectacle, scabrous and benighted, a landscape populated by opportunists, idiots, amnesiacs, and chumps, unable to comprehend the disaster that has enfolded them. In spite of this the book is haunted by the ancient quest for reconciliation, for some kind of contact with the earth and with other people. From ironic pastoral to black satire to the gates of vision, this book enacts a twenty-first century journey toward an elusive horizon of meaning and the paradox of “freedom’s law.”

From the back cover:

Joshua Corey has reinvented the good old-fashioned American avant-garde epic poem (Whitman, Stein, Crane, O’Hara) and thrust it, kicking if not screaming, into the early 21st Century, ‘rescued/by what survives the will to survive.’ The result is thrilling, and unlike any poetry I know.
— John Ashbery
What a wild, satisfying read. Joshua Corey’s The Barons does the good, dangerous, difficult ‘work of open eyes’ in a world as glutted, clotted, dizzying, mysterious, fugue-ed out, maxed-out, and ever-shifting as wherever we are standing right now. This book will take hold of your synapses and re-boot, re-set. Somehow both the future and the ancient are here, all while ‘Dada blows its smoke into me.’
— Gillian Conoley
Could life as we now lead it be one huge Viking funeral? In The Barons Joshua Corey makes us feel such to be the fact. A poetry that glorifies our daily defeats even as it surges with the will to resistance, Corey’s collection, informed by Rilke and Duncan and O’Hara and Hemingway (without being beholden to anyone), refuses compromise with either success or failure. Trapped in ‘televised beds,’ on guard against the temptation ‘to fall in love with your own private wormhole,’ this is work that doesn’t fall for pseudo-public or pseudo-private satisfactions. Neither empty procedural poetry nor obvious lyric, The Barons and other Poems straddles ‘freedom’s law.’
— Leonard Schwartz