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Pies, Poute, and the Poetry Mills of Victorian Dundee
It might make some sense to resume this blog where it left off, with a further reference to the ongoing work on Dundee writing in the 19th century. At the Dundee Literary Festival the other week, Professor Kirstie Blair and … Continue reading
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Tagged Adam Wilson, Alexander Burgess, Alyth, Andy Jackson, Athole's Pies, Christopher North, D.C. Thomson's, Dundee, Dundee Literary Festival, Dundee Makar, Eccentric Scotland, Edwin Morgan, Erin Farley, Factory Muse, Gairfish, Gioia Angeletti, Hugh MacDiarmid, Ian Hislop, James 'B.V.' Thomson, James Hogg, James Young Geddes, John Davidson, John Wilson, Kristie Blair, New Boots and Pantisocracies, Nick Newman, Noctes Ambrosianae, Poets of The People's Journal, Popular Literature in Victorian Scotland, Poute, Radical Renfrew, Richard Price, Sir John Leng, Tammas Bodkin, The People's Journal, The Scottish Nation, The Wipers Times, Tom Leonard, Valentina Bold, W.D. Latto, Walt Whitman, Whaleback City, William Donaldson, William McGonagall
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The Three Polis: Scots and Intralingual Translation
The panel I took part in on translation at last week’s Newcastle Poetry Festival raised a number of issues of equal fascination to both poets and translators, and, one would hope, readers of both. I found myself as excited by … Continue reading
Posted in current emanations, xenochronicity
Tagged Charles Olson, Dundee, Dundee Doldrums, Erica Jarnes, Ezra Pound, Fiona Sampson, Hugh MacDiarmid, I Am The Walrus, Jean Boase-Beier, John Lennon, Kent, Newcastle, Newcastle Poetry Festival, Poettrios, River Tay, Robert Creeley, Robert Wedderburn, Roman Jakobson, Sophie Collins, Tayside, Thatcherism, The Beatles, The Complaynt of Scotlande, The Horrors of Slavery, The Maximus Poems, The Monolog Recreativ, The Poetry Translation Centre
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Close, 2
(A short disquisition on how sideboards do furnish a room, in which I’m thinking about types of closeness: how close we get to – or should approach – those lives we thought we might lead. How distant the writer might … Continue reading
Posted in current emanations, Makaronics
Tagged 'Poute' (Alexander Burgess), Ane Satire of the Three Estates, Asbestos Garage, Basil Bunting, Broughty Ferry, Burns, Chomei, Dundee, Flarf, Hugh MacDiarmid, James Easson, James Young Geddes, Michael Marra, Sir David Lindsay, Tenerife, The Burns Stanza, The Evening Telegraph, Virtual Sideboard, William McGonagall, Yang Lian
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Two Poems for Tom Raworth and an Instant Elegy
I’m indebted to Peter Manson who, on my posting a short elegy on Tumblr for Tom Raworth, suggested I reproduce here two poems he, Peter, and his co-editor Robin Purves, first published in Object Permanence, no. 3 (Sept 94). These … Continue reading
Posted in sparrow mumbling, xenochronicity
Tagged Aquinas, Edwin Morgan, Eric Mottram, Ezra Pound, Frank O'Hara, George Roberts, Gwynneth Lewis, Heavy Light, Helen Kidd, Hugh MacDiarmid, Informationism, Joe Kelleher, John Ashbery, Keith Jebb, Language Poetry, Lèvre de Poche, Machiavelli, Mick Imlah, Oxford Covered Market, Oxford Poetry, Oxford University Poetry Society, Peter Manson, Reality Studios, Robert Creeley, Robin Purves, Tom Raworth, W.S. Graham
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Omnisatire and the Ragged Sleeve
Reading The Poets of The People’s Journal, edited by Kirstie Blair, I am so far maist impressed by by the mock-rustic ‘Poute’ (Alexander Burgess), wha conducts a sort of omnisatire, in that he critiques mid-19th century assumptions about poetry, the … Continue reading
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Tagged 'Poute' (Alexander Burgess), Adrian Wisniewski, Alexander Moffat, Alison Flett, Annalena McAfee, David Kinloch, David Wheatley, George Gilfillan, Guardian Review, Harry Giles, Hugh MacDiarmid, Jackie Kay, Kate Kellaway, Kirstie Blair, Liz Lochhead, Lys Hansen, People's Journal, Peter Howson, R.D. Laing, Richard Price, Robert Burns, Robert Crawford, Stella Cartwright, Stephen Campbell, The Bottle Imp, Tom Leonard, W.S. Graham, William Letford, William McGonagall
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Quick notes on editing ‘New Boots’
(Eek, it’s been a while since I posted here! Still struggling with the unresolvable first section of my Mexican post, with the actual intro for New Boots and Pantisocracies just gone to the publisher, this is a few notes I … Continue reading
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Tagged Biographia Literaria, Choman Hardi, Ezra Pound, Fiona Moore, Hugh MacDiarmid, Lyrical Ballads, Marx, New Boots and Pantisocracies, Oscar Wilde, Poetry Book Fair, Ron Villanueva, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Shakespeare, Sophie Mayer, The Smith Commission, Venus and Adonis, W.S. Graham
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