A5, 32 pages, black and white printing, saddle stitched, 2023

Notes Towards No Subject is a good synopsis as a title. There is no subject (cf. ‘maybe haha’ ‘Thanks Luce irirgary xoxoxoxox’). No need. The thing is alive, many-tentacled, distracting, self-distracting, ‘yassified’, unrelenting, clear and luminous. Ian is fundamentally interested in goodness. He has written a good book. — Shaw Worth In these varied poems, Ian Macartney convinces us that the best way to confront the ‘staggeringly real’ world – and the claims that it keeps making on our desires – is to embrace its mediation all the way down. And so the ‘I’ lets itself become a monster, the self’s expression anticipates the new language it will get burned into, and ideas are left running in deer-ish things: all in the name of a joy that we can still believe lies open. — Jack Belloli

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