Through portmanteaus and syntactical dazzle, Flory’s evocations make a dervish of the detritus around us, that it might choir in brutal harmony above, and descend with the percussion of a downpour. This rain, cacophonous and incendiary, carries the human melody that powers the storm, the way light catches in bottle glass and oil, until all is “(transfigured / in surrounding smoke) / (resonant) with / the remembering.” – Christopher Munde, author of Slippage
& from C 22 Collective
Fleas irrigate the trashpile frontier. Pregnant diving boards. Saturation’s indicted in a drumhead trial yet the Great Wall continuously advancing across the desert. Dandruff. Megaphones of interdimensional archipelagos. 75 joggers. Exhibit 683:…
C22 (Collective 22) is an artistic collective focussing on experimental writing. Our work is influenced by Dada, Surrealism, the L=A=N=G=U=A=G=E poets, Futurism and other pockets of the avant garde. We are a small group aiming towards expression rather than commercialism. Each member is free to create art as they wish, to collaborate if they wish, and to publish work elsewhere should they choose. It’s all about creative freedom and sharing our passion for experimentation.
Neil Flory’s poetry has appeared in a variety of journals such as Ink in Thirds, Ranger Magazine, Clockwise Cat, Poetry Pacific, Sleet, Superpresent, Word For/Word, Fleas on the Dog, dadakuku, and The Gorko Gazette. Beyond his literary work, Flory is a published composer of concert music, a college music professor, and a pianist whose passion for improvisation in live recital settings knows no bounds. He lives and works and writes among the wooded hills and lakeshores of Western New York State with his wife, fiction writer and poet Elaine Flory, and their three hyperactive cats.
Neil Flory’s work is part of C 22 Collective’s eYeland #4
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Another collection of poetry by Neil Flory from Arteidolia Press
Neil Flory writes to put disorder into order, strenuously using language that mirrors the thought processes of the mind: innovative punctuation; non-linear progression of ideas and images; linking and enjambment of words, lines, and immediate syntactical constituents; controlling and mixed metaphors, obliteration of the lines between poetry and prose and music. These are poems about authentic and unvarnished truth. This bizarrely, beautifully conceived and executed work will reward the patient reader with glimpses of otherwise unavailable knowledge and possibly perceptions of silver whisperings in the night. – Thomas Penn Johnson