… Review, that is. Issue 3 of Britain’s most interesting online cultural poetry and culture journal is now GO!
I recommend you start with the essay named after the Baroque grandfather’s favourite song, By the Light of the Silvery Moon (his other favourite song: K-K-K-Katie)… Reprised somewhat, and wildy expanded, from its humble origins on this very blog, it goes:
The subject came up on a walk, one rainy Sunday last year, in south London’s Brockley Cemetery. My companion and I were standing at [Ernest] Dowson’s grave, at the very spot where Symons himself may have stood sombre with head bowed. We had arrived to find it, though heavily vandalized, literally garlanded in laurels, with a half-full bottle of absinthe nestled among the leaves. As we strolled away from the grave, the question was this: ‘Who, as in which poets, would you defend, if it came to it, in an argument?’
Gwaan, see what happens next.
Also, I’m pleased to say it even has a little feature on my excellent sister blog, Brockley Central! Thanks, Nick.
Sorry not more for you today. There’s lots to write about, but sadly no time to write it. Now I have to go read. At the ICA, if you happen to read this and can get down there for about 7pm.
1 Comment
October 14, 2009 at 12:25 pm
Dear Katy
I’ve just read and really enjoyed your piece about Ernest Dowson. I thought it was a superb evocation of the fin-de-siecle period with characters like Dowson, Wilde and Beardsley down and out in Paris and London. Is there no end to your erudition?
By the way, what did you make of Craig Raine’s interview?
Best wishes from Simon