In a time of Trump, Gaza, Iran, I’ve been reading the 1950s novels of John Wyndham: The Day of the Triffids, The Chrysalids and The Midwich Cuckoos. It seemed apposite, all that post-apocalyptic fear, Cold War angst, the aftermath of a dreadful, unnatural mistake or catastrophe. And I wondered where that feeling went in the … Continue reading Edwin Muir ‘Late in the evening the strange horses came’
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‘Cleverer than I am, more lyrical than I am, more pessimistic than I am’
Let the Poet Choose, a 1973 British anthology in which each poet chooses two of their own poems and introduces them. As I said in my previous post, even where the poems don’t convince me, the prose can still be intriguing, the sound of poets trying to make sense of themselves. There are some interesting … Continue reading ‘Cleverer than I am, more lyrical than I am, more pessimistic than I am’

