#4
November 8, 2017
Do you know how long it has been since a moral choice presented itself
and the wrong choice was made
not two minutes
why is it not quiet between lightning and thunder as if someone were asking
do you have other articulable feelings if so express them now
tragedy ensues
with a laser blast from the cockpit
the dangled finger of God makes contact
PLEASE CALL FOR SEVERAL THOUSAND PHYSICIANS QUICKLY
Jane Miller
a metaphor for poetry itself
November 8, 2017
One Sunday I tuned into a radio programme called ‘Homer’s Landscapes’, written and presented by Adam Nicolson. In it, Nicolson examined the journey Odysseus made to Hades, where he must feed blood, honey and wine to the ghost of Tiresias, in order to restore to him the gift of speech. Only Tiresias can offer Odysseus the directions he needs to complete his homeward journey. According to Nicolson, it is as if the Greeks believed that the body and taste of these things were essential not only to life, but to language too. This is a metaphor for poetry itself – for any attempt to make absences or abstractions concrete. The ghosts need their blood and honey, otherwise they’ll remain silent shadows.
Matthew Clegg
Feeding the dead is necessary
a daunting landscape…
November 8, 2017
From our positions as individual creators, whether of fiction or non-fiction, we authors see a landscape occupied by several large interests, some of them gathering profits in the billions, some of them displaying a questionable attitude to paying tax, some of them colonising the internet with projects whose reach is limitless and whose attitude to creators’ rights is roughly that of the steamroller to the ant.
It’s a daunting landscape, far more savage and hostile to the author than any we’ve seen before. But one thing hasn’t changed, which is the ignored, unacknowledged, but complete dependence of those great interests on us and on our talents and on the work we do in the quiet of our solitude. They have enormous financial and political power, but no creative power whatsoever. Whether we’re poets, historians, writers of cookery books, novelists, travel writers, that comes from us alone. We originate the material they exploit.
Phillip Pullman
Guardian interview 6th January 2016