She's a sensation
Sheri-D Wilson's poetry titillates and provokes

BETWEEN LOVERS
By Sheri-D Wilson
(Arsenal Pulp Press)$15.95

You think about sex every 20 minutes, that is, if the research can be trusted. But are we so reliably horny because our imaginations are hyper-libidinous or because our world is filled with hedonic clues and prompts? Could virtually anything be a phallic symbol if it were long and wide enough? Are we constantly soliciting pleasure or is pleasure seeking us?

Sheri-D Wilson's latest collection of poems, Between Lovers, will have you reevaluating your surroundings. By celebrating the happy conjunction of our innate eroticism and our vulnerability to the intense sensuality of our environment, Wilson encourages us to indulge in our fantasies and to liberate our impulsiveness. Wilson dispels our apprehensions by evoking the ubiquity of sex to neutralize taboos; she is a comforting counterpart of the 20-minute rule: sex is on the forefront of our consciousness-let's loosen up about it.

Between Lovers is a stark sensitization to the sexual extravagance that is inherent in both our personal and private lives. With her fourth collection of poetry, Wilson, Canada's leading "action" poet gives us poetry that gyrates and teases with courageous cadence. She's a performer with a superlative reputation for rhythmic, anthemic verse; you feel it even without seeing her read live. A few pages in and it's understood why she requests we read the poems aloud; she supplies us with the groove to comply. "I Am a Surf Rave Girly-Girrl" is as fun to chant as a Seussian rhyme, as is: "I can breathe under water like a tropical fish / I got porthole protection, disguised in every direction /Them that know me call me Girly De~lish / I've got an uncrackable IP address, oh yes, I got swish."

With a sharp sagacity for all things stimulating, Wilson, the ultra-beatnik of sexual-feminist lyricism, renders a tactile sensuality over both French and Canadian geographies. Despite her devotion to the variations of the word "surreal," Sheri-D executes poetry dynamic in style and expression ranging from a heady, sexy gospel like, "Free the Church" to a slow, and sweet character sketch/nostalgic tribute to Alberta in "Fortis Et Liber". Regardless of the approach, her poetry is uniformly freethinking, revealing and potently female. She's got a fixed gift-a fusion of sex, music and optimism-but she experiments with its wrapping, through form or through musing.

Though Wilson is dubbed as the "Mama of Dada" and is regarded for her innovation with shaped free verse and wild stage presence, Between Lovers is an attestation that her work is not solely esthetic. Subdued by pieces like "The Blue Balls of God" and "A Brief History of My Cunt" are moderate, conservative poems like "Face of Freedom" and "First Words" in which she challenges politics with heart.

Not that a piece like "Panty Patrol," a poem wherein she describes the frustration of an apathetic lover, is without substance, but Between Lovers is about holding hands just as much as it is about doing "the nasty." There's more than shock value here. Don't mistake her poetry for insincere purged perversion-it's really the careful, modest words of a cougar. She's as lovey as she is lusty, as brilliant as she is brash. Nonetheless, if Wilson were your true love, she'd still be your mistress.

Catch Calgarian Sheri-D Wilson as she reads and performs at Audrey's Books (10702 Jasper Avenue) Tuesday June 3rd @ 7:30pm. For more information call (780) 423-3487.

MANDIE LOPATKA