Shadows, Boxes, Forks, and “POAMs”

Fourth in a series of interviews with poets who collect things.

Thylias Moss interviewed by Richard Siken
Thylias Moss is the author of eight books of poems, including Tokyo Butter: Poems and Slave Moth: A Narrative in Verse. She lives in Ann Arbor, Michigan.

Richard Siken: Why and what do you collect?
Thylias Moss: I have always collected; collecting is essential to making. The primary location of the collection that I pull from is the wonderful galleries in my brain where I store information. My senses are the tools I use to gather things for these cranial galleries, which I constantly shuffle and reassemble as I make connections. When I find some new entity, some new element, my brain is instantaneously figuring out where to place it.

Do you have any viewable, external collections?
In my office I have books on bookshelves, of course, but with them—and this reveals the kind of significance I can attach to that which honestly is completely insignificant—I have lots of sculptured edible junk: stuff that can be eaten, but probably shouldn’t be. My trophy is bubble gum that is the size of a compact disc, and even comes in a compact disc case. It is Christina Aguilera bubble gum. A pink, nonplayable CD.

I have also been collecting forks. I have about a hundred in my office and hundreds more at home. I especially like the forks that I have found where there is considerable evidence of use, such as those with tines that have become skewed or altered in some other way that deviates from their manufactured intention.

And I collect boxes, especially boxes that are more intricately designed—puzzle boxes, and boxes within boxes. I especially like those that invite a journey of investigation so that I can explore ideas of enclosure and scale. I am interested in the idea of going into something to which the entrance has been partially blocked or delayed. You must put forth some effort to enter that space. And I’m interested that a box can contain something larger than itself.

I’ve heard that you collect shadows as well.
I do. I collect shadows and reflections. They interest me because they are collaborations, they exist because of interactions. Light and solid objects meet, and the shadows and the reflections are outcomes of these meetings. It is easier to collect these with film. I have both still and moving collections, and I often pull items from this collection in constructing various video POAMs, or Products Of Acts of Making. These may be seen in my podcasts, which are another type of gallery, galleries where the public can view, experience, and hear what I have saved. The public can also capture [things] and put them in their own collections. I’m fascinated that these devices allow us to take with us visual and sonic things that we consider indispensable and do not want to be caught anywhere without. That individuals refuse to leave the house without them, that’s just fantastic.

Most of your collections hinge on the idea of transformation, of taking in and letting out—edibles, forks, boxes, and filmed interactions. How important is transformation to your collecting?
Transformation, in some way, must be the purpose. As human beings, we perceive that we are moving forward in time. It seems that we are in transit towards something that could be better and certainly different than what we are now. My emphasis on transformation could be a response to questioning where are we going, what we might become, what are we changing into, step by step on our odyssey to some ultimate form, whatever that might be.

Some of this exploration comes out of my own restlessness. I have a very short attention span. I suppose that I am also just curious. What would happen if this bends, if this twists, where might I be instead, where might this lead? Maybe I just cannot manage a sustained commitment to one way of being or looking. Maybe a singular approach is frightening to me when I think in terms of “lifetime.” Maybe I’m just afraid to collect one thing, so I surround myself with many materials out of which to build things. That is what I do. I take materials and construct other things, other hosts, other houses for ideas and possibilities.

Why collect stuff? When do you give in to the impulse to collect?
The importance of collecting has to do with the transience of experience. Everything is changing, but on different scales. Some change is imperceptible; some things seem permanent relative to the impermanence of human existence. One reason I collect is to respond to this transience. I grab what I can in an attempt to create a kind of parallel existence to it. At the moment in which I collect an item, I take it out of its context and create a version that becomes the record of it. Its form within the collection is not the form in which it will always exist, but the form that has been saved and compiled. In doing this, I am recognizing in the piece a common language. It is saying something that I can interpret in a way that has value, so much so that I surround myself with these things and they become a buffer between me and the world. Collecting is a way of acknowledging and preserving these transitory stations of our existence in flux.

There seems to be considerable overlap between your collections and your poetics. Was it a realization or a decision to combine them?
As I stated, we are moving in a direction that we perceive as forward, suggesting that we are seeking something. I am definitely seeking things to comment about, things that can be the subject or the context of the poems. I reached a point where I needed to question the vehicle of my search. Surely there were other vehicles; I wondered why I was not taking advantage of the new ways to search that technology made possible. I looked at various kinetic possibilities—kinetic forms of typography. If motion is how we acquire information and also the way in which we experience existence, then I needed to seek ways to make that were sensitive to that.

There was a moment in 2004 when the part of me that was interested in sciences and the part of me that makes language-based things out of my experience converged, and I became a maker as opposed to a poet per se, poet just being one strand that contributes to being a maker. I know when this happened. It was October of 2004, when I was at the Quality Sixteen Cinema with my husband. What a moment there in the still-darkened theater, watching the credits. The convergence came as some kind of comet that grazed me with this quickly fading illumination. I said, aloud, “The credits are moving!”

I now had a context, a purpose, and a way for exploring movement within a language system. I set out to study interactions among language systems—among the visual, the sonic, the olfactory, and the tactile. I now had a reason for making differently, not just to say, “Oh, what are the ways in which we can animate text?” I could explore the nature of interactions on every scale, and this has transformed every component of poetry and other things as well. Now I have more reason and more urgency to capture things that are in flux.

So I suppose you’ll never be done with your collection.
If collecting is locked into my sense of making existence valuable, I hope that I could never finish. I hope that I will retain an interest in finding value for the rest of my life. It is a most cruel obsession, for there is no ending. And yet there must be. The implication is that the collecting will end when I do, when I have changed form. But what I have collected will participate in some other way, perhaps no longer actively as a bounded, identified, classified collection.

So an idea of finishing is very hard for me to comprehend. Does finishing mean something is perfect and needs nothing else? Does finishing mean being exhausted, because I no longer have interest in it? It sounds as if I’m a person who is trying, through collecting and making, to defy the idea that we are heading toward something that will finish. I am, in a way, building an arsenal of antidotes to a notion of the finite, while at the same time moving toward that which is finite.

Image of Thylias with forks by Ansted Moss. All other photos by Thylias Moss.
Originally Published: June 25, 2007


On June 28, 2007 at 8:52pm Tamara Owens wrote:
This is great. Thank you. I like thinking about

arrangments of thoughts as galleries in the mind.

And I like thinking of my ipod as my personal

gallery. Keep these interviews coming! Are there

any books about this poetics?

On June 29, 2007 at 4:01pm Thylias wrote:
Thanks so much for your comment, Tamara.

As for a book, it so happens that this summer I'm

working on a Limited Fork Science book.

At the moment, I have no idea what the title

might be --of course, "Limited Fork Science" will

be in it somewhere, maybe a subtitle, but it is

being written.

I'm not even sure what form(s) the book will

take, something that will be determined (at least

in part) by responses from (any willing)


On August 13, 2007 at 12:17am Megan Sandoz wrote:
Love your stuff! So happy to hear about

poetry on all sorts of levels, scientific and

visually artistic, as well as kinetic.

I will be looking forward to hearing more about

and seeing more of your work!

On August 23, 2007 at 4:45pm ginger birdsey wrote:
this is fantastic ..i am a visual artist specializing in layers in mixed media...i particularly like working with the book form. i am emailing this to all my book friends who collect "stuff" and incorporate it into their books and other work. I am also a teacher in a independent school in atlanta..i teach a course called "books, boxes and biography" the high school kids bring all that "stuff" from childhood that they have never thrown away,photos etc and turn it all into handmade books and boxes to tell their stories...they really love the class .. it makes for deeper more intense feeling in their art..moves them very fast into what art is all about ..thank you ginger

On October 12, 2007 at 11:40am Thylias wrote:
Your class sounds wonderful, Ginger. How

fortunate your students are to be influenced by

your vision in shaping that class! --I would have

benefitted from it greatly when I was in high


As for "specializing in layers"; you know I love

that! Yes; absolutely! I will look for your visual

work. Thanks for the comment and for your

interest in sharing.

On January 25, 2008 at 12:37pm terry wrote:
thats really cool i like it alot!!!!!!!!1

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