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Tag Archives: W.H. Auden
Rattling locked doors
I’m having a bit of a fanboy moment. I am off next weekend to Eire, and I hope to have a look at Thoor Ballylee where my all time poetic hero, W.B.Yeats, once lived. Although it is out of season … Continue reading
What place has poetry in a post-truth world?
In a post-truth world, poets can be superheroes. We have special powers to illuminate the truth, and prick the bubbles of lazy fiction. We can bend words to say the right thing. This week, ‘post-truth’ was declared international word of the year by … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Propoganda
Tagged Aimé Césaire, Ashraf Fayadh, Útgarða-Loki, Brexit, Michael Gove, Trump, W.B. Yeats, W.H. Auden
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Poetry: reasons to be cheerful
An imaginary helicopter is a valuable possession. When I finally stop ignoring the helicopter in the room, I clamber in and rise vertically to peer down at life. (Google Earth has diminished the freshness of this metaphor for ever, of … Continue reading