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Alejandra Pizarnik, remembering
Alberto Manguel: I met Alejandra Pizarnik in Buenos Aires, in 1967, five years before her death. I had asked her to contribute to an anthology of texts that purported to […]
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The Hand of Art – Czesław Miłosz: Form, Communication and Reality
Ruth Padel: It was a great pleasure, this May, to go to the 4th Miłosz Festival, in honour of one of the twentieth century’s greatest and most iconic poets, in […]
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No Pop, Still Fizzy – Michael Hofmann: Corona, Corona
This is a review by Mick Imlah of Michael Hofmann’s collection Corona, Corona, first published in the TLS in 1993 and extracted here from Mick Imlah: Selected Prose, ed. André […]
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Reading as a Writer: Geography III as Transitional Object
Dominic McLoughlin: When I was in my twenties I took a job as a bookseller at Books & Co on Madison Avenue at 74th Street, an independent bookstore in Manhattan, […]
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Caught in the Resin – an introduction to Sarah Howe
Victoria Kennefick: The experience of reading Sarah Howe’s début poetry collection, Loop of Jade, is akin to that of the speaker in ‘Mother’s Jewellery Box,’ the first poem in the […]
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‘In every hundred and wapentake’ – an introduction to James Brookes
Robert Selby ‘The loss of imperial power,’ said Seamus Heaney in a Berkeley lecture of 1976, ‘the failure of economic nerve, the diminished influence of Britain inside Europe, […]
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A definite thread spun: temporal tantalisation in Anne Carson’s Autobiography of Red
Ralf Webb: In the faculty lounge of the University of Buenos Aires, Geryon— the protagonist of Anne Carson’s Autobiography of Red— asks a yellow-bearded professor: ‘What is time made of?’ […]
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‘It is a wild fucking Kingdom’ – Toby Martinez de las Rivas’s Terror
Rose McLaren: Which is more complicated, life or poetry? Whatever the case, they are seldom complicated in the same way. Yet Toby Martinez de las Rivas has that rare thing, […]
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Christel Wiinblad: My little brother – a morning in heaven, at least in green
Malene Engelund: It troubles me that things must no longer mean anything. Must no longer be real, and that we can no longer be accessible to one another […] It’s […]
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Inside and Out – The force of nature in poems by Ted Hughes (’Wind’); Seamus Heaney (‘Storm on the Island); Ian Hamilton (‘The Storm’) & Brian Jones (‘The Measure of the Need’).
Paul McLoughlin: Ted Hughes’s poem ‘Wind’ plays (its exaggeration is wilful) on the familiar mismatch between human consciousness and unthinking nature. It is an obsessive interest. In ‘Thrushes’ (Lupercal, 1960) […]