March 2012
43 posts
“I met Murder on the way—”
– Shelley
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“Callous is something that hardening leaves behind”
– Gertrude Stein
“The poet’s solitude isn’t romantic, though, it is constant bewilderment”
– Ishion Hutchinson
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'Earth is on the back of an ageless iguana'
I’ve been re-reading Christian Campbell’s book of poems Running the Dusk. One of the poems in the book is one I keep coming back to again and again, ‘Iguana’. It begins like a standard occasional poem: “My friend from Guyana
/ was asked in Philadelphia
/ if she was from “Iguana.”” What follows is a sombre affirmation of the value of the Caribbean identity.[[MORE]] The...
“What passing-bells for these who die as cattle?”
– Wilfred Owen, ‘Anthem for Doomed Youth’
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“Fame came to him at an age
when already long begun
was his way of moving off.”
– Vahni Capildeo, Undraining Sea
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“He was content with a shovel, sunlight
weeping in his arm-pits”
– Vladimir Lucien, ‘Stone’ 