‘What are people waiting for? What is the seed that they will endure hours of boredom to extract?’ That’s from Christopher Middleton’s ‘Jackdaw Jiving: Selected essays on poetry and translation’ (1998 - and I guess the compulsory reading of poetry must refer to the USA, none of that nonsense here..). I think I must be … Continue reading ‘Hours of Boredom’
Tag: Richard Wilbur
‘It’s only when you talk to yourself that they prick up their ears’
I like anthologies - to borrow or to buy cheaply, not often to keep. There are too many poets that don’t (in the end, after a few re-readings) interest me. But how else to find out what’s out there, what’s being written? And these are the anthologies I like best: the annual volumes of The … Continue reading ‘It’s only when you talk to yourself that they prick up their ears’

