Monthly Archives: April 2009
“I say!” he exclaimed. Way needlessly.
Now, never let it be said that a writer can’t be as attentive to detail as a scientist. Indeed: a writer is a pathologist of sorts, a forensic pathologist of the soul. (How’s that?) And the whole point of the tragedy of … Continue reading
Filed under Living With Words, Mozart, music, poetry, renaissance, the Line on Beauty, writing
poetry and science: the lowdown
“Is it beer yet or can I still have a raisin?” Okay, here’s something you don’t see every day. As you may know, we here in Baroque Mansions are just crazy about science. There was that day I compared myself … Continue reading
the bells
I love this. I just think it’s great. (It reminds me a little of Ginsberg’s wonderful ukelele renditions of Blake. But, no…) Now, in England (I interpolate, for the benefit of potential American poetry aficionadoes who may be nonplussed by … Continue reading
Filed under bagatelles, poetry, Stoke Newington, the past
the other Ozymandias
As Poetry Daily’s Poets Picks email today features a rather odd little discussion of Shelley’s classic sonnet Ozymandias, I thought I’d dig out the other one and have a look at it again. Becaiuse are these things just writ in … Continue reading
Filed under bagatelles, poetry, the past
