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Ralph LaCharity
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VISUAL WORKS
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A
polyrhythmic adventurer and an intellectual provocateur,
Ralph La Charity argues with and provokes the aesthetic
possibilities of the contemporary poetic experience.
His highly incantatory style of delivery is coupled
with compositional ingredients that blend both earthy
and sophisticated verbal elements. A veteran performer
at such festivals as Seattle's Bumbershoot and at
Texas’ Austin International Poetry Festival,
he has incited poetry ferment over the years in communities
as diverse as San Antonio, San Francisco, Honolulu,
and Denver. His principal forté, since moving
to Cincinnati in the early '90s, has been the blending
of poetry within co-equally polyrhythmic musical
contexts: La Charity simultaneously delivers his
verbal stew while also playing percussion in eclectic,
jazz-flavored productions featuring 3 to 5-man musical
ensembles.
La
Charity has been public as a poet since 1970. He first
began presenting his work in music settings as a result
of the vivid physical quality of his delivery, working
for two years as house poet at JAZZ PLUS Nightclub
in Honolulu HI, with Bob Braye's Peace & Rhythm
jazz ensemble in the early 80's. Working in collaboration
with two Cincinnati-based musicians in 1996, guitarist
Richard Williams & saxophonist Jack Walker, La
Charity, as poet/percussionist, formed the musical
trio, SáSemblé, dedicated to performing
what the poet calls "village jazz & word." Also
in the mid-90s, working with poets Ken Kawaji and Bill
Polak, he created the eclectic Cincinnati jazz/poetry
radio program, the Skaldric Cauldlron, on WAIF-FM radio.
Among
the poet's books currently in print are: four-by-fars;
on Som bo; and CINEMANUENSING, all from Aloud Allowed
Impress of Cincinnati in the late '90s, and Seatticus
Knight, from Black Heron Press of Seattle/San Francisco,
released in 1985. Two audio cassette anthologies include
his work, Poets Along the River, from Mesilla Press
of San Antonio TX, 1991, and Road Word Live, from Burning
Press of Cleveland OH, 1994. The poet currently edits & publishes
W'ORCs/ALOUD ALLOWED, a poetry samizdat he originated
in then-West Germany in 1986, based since 1992 in Cincinnati.
An October 2003 taped 50-minute video of La Charity
performing solo at the Jailhouse in Fred Fuller Park
in Kent OH is available from RC Wilson Jr of that city.
Among
appearances over the course of the preceding decade:
Austin International Poetry Festival (Austin TX), Bumbershoot
Festival (Seattle WA), the Southern Ohio Museum (Portsmouth
OH), the Ensemble Theater of Cincinnati & the Carnegie
Theater of Covington KY (in Aralee Strange's "Evening
at the Sad Cafe"), the Davis Discovery Center
(Columbus OH). In the Summer of the year 2000 he mounted
Sahara Date, a single 90-minute performance piece,
backed by a quintet version of his group,which was
presented at Quill’s in Philadelphia, at BARDFEST
2000 in Reading PA., and on successive nights at three
separate Cincinnati-area venues, Volk Gallery, Base
Arts Gallery, and York Street Café. The June
2001 presentation of his hour-long Acoustic Sun Song,
at the downtown Contemporary Arts Center in Cincinnati,
both distilled and advanced upon the achievement of
Sahara Date . . . this performance marked the final
public appearance of SáSemblé, which
did not continue performing following the passing of
Richard Williams, its guitarist and musical mainstay.
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Tonguing Crooked Ample
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Great
tattered flag storm-drenched & stuck
& us, sans standard, slipping behind
the tamping aromatics of an infernal cataract
singly, to bore with words in there, alone
& into the undersides of the falling
waters :
why-not's aplenty & plumb galore
plumb ample amplified
plumb ample sans singsong
ample sans hambone
sans align
plumb ample sans balm
sans alum
ample sans slabs, bacon
plumb Alabam' or bomb
bum plumb ample
flambeau
plumbed
plumb'd why-not's, & why not ?
went weary & wary, weathered plumb
plumb you, plumb her
sans align
plumb ample weathered & crook'd
crook flecked, crook factored
crooked fracture flecks amply plumb'd
plumb aplomb doomed, dumb
crooked ample aplenty & awash .
. .
flagged on high, drenched to the pole
so many infirm machines huddled above
where fog at dusk rises beneath
a bridge above a Gorge one can
climb down to, where the Falls
are
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There is a standard ruling some bearers
that bores but does not burrow, alike
to no less an angel than thee,
sweating & swiveling wide-eyed, more
wide-eyed than wise :
another also running
in place & we
do know now she
always had a place
down-headed talk place
do-knowing-now's its name
head-down-honey's its mode
all so honey & whole & holy
a talk place where waters wear thee
loud down & down-honey headed
down-honied muddy, oh wholly so
down-headed thee, honied & wholly muddied
slipped down honey, head down
aloud allowed
in a head-down-honey place
in a do-knowing-now mode
cleanly-clung savoir getaway cataract spot
all so honey & heady & whole
holy mud sprung aloud & known
head down, Honey, head down allowed
more wet wetter where she falls
head-down-honey, Honey head down . .
your swivel corks plumb to none,
at times no less an outlaw than me
eyeing thee aligned & alone & more
agile than apparent, so appalling
your awe & your yawn, glancing
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More drenched than if we were immersed,
wetter than that wrapped & public flag
furled by wind has ever been, we seed
the waters, saw spray in chords of
lumbering flow down toward Cleveland
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an Ohioist trick & schtick,
to
unhitch on the given instant,
the stolen
leak localized, made to now
as unprepped witchery rung,
made to now past pumped prime,
pumped prime past prepped now,
took taken stumped & tamped,
oh
what a trick, such a coil, to
spoil
bum unpumped time's lukish drool,
oh lukish stuff steeped, whiskey'd
& now'd, lukish drool thinned
& pressurized & raced
apace till
sluggish glaze nigh onto glue
blurrs,
maybe even blazes, so toyish & tainted,
so taxed, teased, so tumbled &
flummoxed, great Now, timid bastard
Now, now trifled, scooped & trenched,
each crutch a crossed crux, the
brevity
stacked, hour-glass shaped, bikini'd
to shell-bomb bimbo-bedazzled
stock
shocked & twined, denuded,
opened now as opinion, opining
. . .
& anglers
reel in talking fish
this day, & fish that can't talk or
talk duplicitously or talk sans having
heard our ridiculous gesture & are thus
just blowing per usual, get heaved back.
& the ruled some roust along beneath the pole
& we are lower than they are, we are
under a river aflame, raw throats
fundamentally sounding, singing in
& below
whatever weather rages
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(nota bene : The cataract referred to in this poem is the Cuyahoga
Falls,
still in place as of the Spring of ’05, in northeastern Ohio on the
northern
limits of the city of Akron ... this is where poets go in springtime to
deliver
their work singly into the undersides of the falling waters, which waters
carry those incantings northward, to bubble to the surface of Lake Erie,
off the coast of the city of Cleveland ... )
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