Poetry. NOTHING FICTIONAL BUT THE ACCURACY OR ARRANGEMENT (SHE catalogs women moving through the world, through mundane activities--tossing out spoiled food, watering plants--that branch out into infinite dimensions of consciousness, memory and sensory experience. The subject herself--simply "she"--is relegated to the title page, allowing the reader to experience her impressions and actions unmediated. From this vantage point, at once disembodied and deeply felt, the poems read with their own resonant clarity, as if viewed through a body of water, the bottom visible but shifting and refracted, shimmering always. "In the world of Sawako Nakayasu...[to] be alive is to be in motion."--Craig Watson. Sawako Nakayasu was born in Yokohama, Japan, and has lived mostly in the United States since the age of six. Other publications include SO WE HAVE BEEN GIVEN TIME OR, (Verse, 2004) and Clutch (Tinfish chapbook, 2004). She edits Factorial, as well as the translation section of the online journal How2.

Nothing Fictional but the Accuracy or Arrangement

Literature & Fiction

Nakayasu, Sawako

Poetry

Quale Press

Nakayasu’s book-length poem uses its tumbling dramatic form to create a new inquiry into "character," "time," "place," "direction " and other elements. Lyrical language and personal, engaging voices take the reader on a dizzying and affecting journey through a "geography of risk." This wholly original work brings poetry into regions hitherto explored only by the most experimental forms of music and plastic arts.
Sawako Nakayasu was born in Yokohama, Japan, and has lived in the US since the age of six. Her previous pubications include Clutch (Tinfish, 2002), Balconic (Duration, 2003), and Nothing fictional but accuracy or arrangement (she (Faux, 2003), and she edits the press Factorial. In 2003 she received the US-Japan Creative Artists’ Program Fellowship from the NEA.

SO WE HAVE BEEN GIVEN TIME OR

United States

Verse Press/Wave Books

Poetry, Translation. Ten poems by Sagawa Chika are conveyed into English and other languages through a variety of translation techniques and procedures, some of them producing multilingual poems. Languages used include English, Japanese, French, Spanish, Chinese.

Mouth: Eats Color -- Sagawa Chika Translations, Anti-Translations, & Originals

Sagawa, Chika

Factorial Press

Poetry. Asian American Studies. Is there a relationship between the population density of Tokyo and the pinkest part of a hamburger? Can one touch the inside of a noun to learn the difference between one bicycle and a field of bicycles? How close is yellow to need? How far are human fears from the fears of insects? Through a sequence of prose investigations, directions, theoretical performances, and character sketches, Sawako Nakayasu's TEXTURE NOTES presses itself against everything. Here is a book of liminal cartography, where textures are percolated by thought and propelled by feeling, where intellectual frottage meets sunlight, moonlight, the pain of seeing something beautiful and an entire town enamored by a simple rock. Once again, Nakayasu's writing explodes with genre-bending fury and fine-tuned improvisation, leaving in its wake a largess of feeling for the things of the world.

Texture Notes

Letter Machine Editions

A poem in conversation with literature and written during a durational performance. &nbsp; Written in loose sonata form, Pink Waves is a poem of radiant elegy and quiet protest. Moving through the shifting surfaces of inarticulable loss, and along the edges of darkness and sadness, Pink Waves was completed in the presence of audience members over the course of a three-day durational performance. Sawako Nakayasu accrues lines written in conversation with Waveform by Amber DiPietro and Denise Leto, and micro-translations of syntax in the Black Dada Reader by Adam Pendleton, itself drawn from Ron Silliman's Ketjak. Pink Waves holds an amalgamation of texts, constructing a shimmering haunting of tenderness, hunger, and detritus. &nbsp;

Pink Waves

Omnidawn

Fiction. Poetry. Asian &amp; Asian American Studies. THE ANTS is a study not of, but through, ants. In a dashing sequence of prose pieces, Sawako Nakayasu takes the human to the level of the ant, and the ant to the level of the human. Prima facie, THE ANTS is a catalogue of insect observations and observations of insects. But the exposé of insect life humbles and disrupts the myopia that is human life, where experience is seen in its most raw and animal form and human "nouveau- ambitious" and "free-thinking" lifestyles become estranged, uncovered, and humbled. Found in the soups of dumplings and remembered in childhood vignettes, these ants trail through what Nayayasu writes as the "industry of survival," exploring interfaces of love, ambition, and strategy. The danger is not in sentiment, but rather, in a gash, a wall, an argument, an intention. Is it more lonely to be crushed into the core of a non- mechanical pencil, to be isolated in the safety of home, or to "find" "it" "all" at the very very last moment? THE ANTS is the distance, the break, the tenuous wilderness between exoskeleton and endoskeleton, and Nakayasu puts her finger on it, and it, and it.

The Ants (Global Poetic Series)

Contemporary

Les Figues Press

Literary Nonfiction. Essays. SAY TRANSLATION IS ART is a treatise on literary translation that exceeds the bounds of conventional definitions of such, advocating for a wider embrace of translation as both action and as art. In the ever-expansive margins of dominant literary culture, translation links up with performance, repetition, failure, process, collaboration, feminism, polyphony, conversation, deviance, punk, and improvisation.

Say Translation Is Art

Essays & Correspondence

Ugly Duckling Presse

Some Girls Walk into the Country They Are From

In Sawako Nakayasu's first poetry collection in seven years, an unsettling diaspora of "girls" is deployed as poetic form, as reclamation of diminutive pseudo-slur, and as characters that take up residence between the thick border zones of language, culture, and shifting identity. Written in response to Nakayasu's 2017 return to the US, this maximalist collection invites us to reexamine our own complicity in reinforcing literary convention. The book radicalizes notions of "translation" as both process and product, running a kind of linguistic interference that is intimate, feminist, and playfully jagged.

Wave Books

Product Description In Sawako Nakayasu’s first poetry collection in seven years, an unsettling diaspora of “girls” is deployed as poetic form, as reclamation of diminutive pseudo-slur, and as characters that take up residence between the thick border zones of language, culture, and shifting identity. Written in response to Nakayasu’s 2017 return to the US, this maximalist collection invites us to reexamine our own complicity in reinforcing literary convention. The book radicalizes notions of “translation” as both process and product, running a kind of linguistic interference that is intimate, feminist, and playfully jagged. Review Nakayasu uses words to construct a space, often an intimate one between the writer and reader, the lover and the beloved, friends.--John Yau, HyperallergenicNakayasu writes intentionally on the fence of genres and further blurs the lines among literary forms, something that--regardless of our tendency to categorize and in spite of any genre purists left in our blurry, blurry world--enchants us as readers and excites us craft-wise as writers. --Michelle Dove, the Small Press Book ReviewNakayasu's hypnotic thrust is at times reminiscent of the musical minimalism of composers like Phillip Glass or Steve Reich. Yet she avoids total abstraction just as she avoids hermeticism. --Laura Wright, American Book Review Review Nakayasu uses words to construct a space, often an intimate one between the writer and reader, the lover and the beloved, friends.―John Yau, HyperallergenicNakayasu's hypnotic thrust is at times reminiscent of the musical minimalism of composers like Phillip Glass or Steve Reich. Yet she avoids total abstraction just as she avoids hermeticism. ―Laura Wright, American Book ReviewNakayasu writes intentionally on the fence of genres and further blurs the lines among literary forms, something that―regardless of our tendency to categorize and in spite of any genre purists left in our blurry, blurry world―enchants us as readers and excites us craft-wise as writers. ––Michelle Dove, the Small Press Book Review About the Author Sawako Nakayasu is an artist working with language, performance, and translation – separately and in various combinations. She has lived mostly in the US and Japan, briefly in France and China, and translates from Japanese. Her books include Pink Waves (forthcoming, Omnidawn), The Ants (Les Figues Press), Texture Notes (Letter Machine Editions), and the translation of The Collected Poems of Chika Sagawa (Canarium Books), as well as Mouth: Eats Color – Sagawa Chika Translations, Anti-translations, & Originals (reprint forthcoming, Wave Books), a multilingual work of both original and translated poetry. She is co-editor, with Eric Selland, of an anthology of 20th Century Japanese Poetry (forthcoming, New Directions). She teaches at Brown University. Website: http://www.sawakonakayasu.net/ Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. GIRL SOUP I get tired of being the one to make all the decisions so when they ask me where I want to eat, I say that I don’t care, I’d eat anything at this point. Next thing I know, I am face to face with a bowl of Girl Soup and I just can’t bring myself. Some of us at the table are in a hurry to eat the soup, they are specifically trying to eat the girls quickly because they seem to know that if you wait too long they turn into cyborgs or robots, and those are harder to chew. I can see that some of the girls are still alive and perhaps would like to be extracted from the soup, but when I squint I see that there are girls all over the floor with varying amounts of soup clinging to their clothes (you didn’t think they were naked, did you?) and so there goes that idea. Just at the moment I think I am running out of options, something comes over me and I take a deep breath and I do it, I jump right in there, that bowl of Girl Soup, no one is checking IDs or questioning my size or gender or race

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Nothing Fictional but the Accuracy or Arrangement

SO WE HAVE BEEN GIVEN TIME OR

Mouth: Eats Color -- Sagawa Chika Translations, Anti-Translations, & Originals

Texture Notes

Pink Waves

The Ants (Global Poetic Series)

Say Translation Is Art

Some Girls Walk into the Country They Are From

Some Girls Walk into the Country They Are From