Mapping the Chaos

Poetry
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Publisher Signal Editions / Véhicule Press (1995)

ISBN 155065070X

For Tregebov, writing is ‘mapping’ – tracing the outlines of what is there with humour, wonder, bemusement, and great clarity.

 

 

 

Sample poem:

Country & Western

My grandfather, absolutely foreign,
his sheared sealskin angular hat set right
straight on the middle of the top of his head. Not
cowboys, but his buffalo coat I saw only
thrown over the hood of the car to keep
the engine warm and thought he was wrong again,
in his Old Country fashion, but he was right,
you can keep the inanimate warm with something
that was once alive. “My country.” The stones
of Odessa, the Black Sea was a terrible thing,
black as oil and cold, I thought, steps went
straight down to it and the waves licked at them.
Terrible too the cold avenues of Winnipeg, where
the Jews slotted themselves into streets named
Selkirk and Salter. Tea with lemon,
sucked through a sugar cube, poppyseed roll
in the oven. And outside, the smell of wet wool,
clean city smell, the taste of the screen door
and my own blood — how our flesh loves metal
at that temperature, cold that sings in the brain
like a fever. And it wasn’t just winter,
it was the squeak, squeak of the swings
my father and his brothers made, the heart-
shaped, spade-shaped leaves of the lilac bush,
my father turning, turning, spading the black soil.
What does a Jew do with a garden? We grow beets
for the borscht, rhubarb, dill for the pickles,
cukes: we grow peas for the kids to pick and eat,
that never see the table. But when “Don Messer’s
Jubilee” came on TV, we turned it off. The family
rose as one and turned our backs because there
is no irony in country music; you have only
the one hand, not the other.
It’s pure and straight and true.
Unlike life on the outside, or life
on the inside. Unlike being both here
and there or neither here nor there.
Unlike the red, cold, sweet and
sour heart of beet soup.

“Perhaps there is a beauty in the logic of mapping; or perhaps the beauty lies in the chaos. The most interesting art performs a simultaneous imposition of order and a resistance to it. This is what Tregebov’s book Mapping the Chaos achieves.”

Catherine Hunter, Prairie Fire

Rhea Tregebov
2019-07-17T03:31:53-07:00

Catherine Hunter, Prairie Fire

“Perhaps there is a beauty in the logic of mapping; or perhaps the beauty lies in the chaos. The most interesting art performs a simultaneous imposition of order and a resistance to it. This is what Tregebov’s book Mapping the Chaos achieves.”
“Mapping the Chaos is daring and original — genuinely radical. […] It is, in fact, a breakthrough: an evolutionary leap in style that exceeds the expectations her work has created until now.”

Carmine Starnino, The Montreal Gazette

Rhea Tregebov
2019-07-17T03:32:18-07:00

Carmine Starnino, The Montreal Gazette

“Mapping the Chaos is daring and original — genuinely radical. […] It is, in fact, a breakthrough: an evolutionary leap in style that exceeds the expectations her work has created until now.”
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