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’
Tag: Louis MacNeice
‘Soundlessly collateral and incompatible’
‘The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window was Spawning snow and pink roses against it Soundlessly collateral and incompatible: World is suddener than we fancy it.’ In a recent piece of detective work in Poetry Nation Review, John Clegg identifies the location of Louis MacNeice’s 1935 poem ’Snow’. The roses were brought from … Continue reading ‘Soundlessly collateral and incompatible’

