tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327348657265652781.post4923499678786992743..comments2023-10-03T11:41:21.191+01:00Comments on The Truth About Lies: #489Jim Murdochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12786388638146471193noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327348657265652781.post-14302797463923141522015-03-22T14:48:20.619+00:002015-03-22T14:48:20.619+00:00These early poems are interesting to me, Vito, bec...These early poems are interesting to me, <b>Vito</b>, because I was definitely less attached to meaning than I’ve become. No doubt it was all the stuff I was reading at the time. At school we’d been presented with such a narrow slice of English poetry. Free from all that I was dipping into everything to see what called out to me. Most, to be truthful, I neither got nor liked. I really couldn’t see why the likes of Pound or Eliot were such great poets but they had something. There’s a touch of Eliot here; I’ll’ve read ‘The Hollow Men’ around this time which I liked but I wasn’t as impressed with ‘The Waste Land’ despite the nod in the poem. Too long. Why did it have to be so long? The line “other trees struck by lightning” I’m sure was inspired by a poem (possibly plucked from a poem) by Charles Olson but I’m damned if I can find it online.Jim Murdochhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12786388638146471193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327348657265652781.post-18174284484757866802015-03-22T11:26:04.621+00:002015-03-22T11:26:04.621+00:00I’ve read this poem a number of times this week Ji...I’ve read this poem a number of times this week Jim and I’m intrigued by it. I see it as a grand improvisation around a theme of. . . loyalty, over which is playing this counterpoint of doubt. <br /><br />I looked around for “again in chains” and found a wonderful text written in the 1830s on the “Harmony of the Gospels.” <br /><br />It’s always interesting where your work takes us. <br /><br />Where to next?vito pasqualehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02647852611654199400noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327348657265652781.post-43011049590018290892015-03-20T00:05:25.452+00:002015-03-20T00:05:25.452+00:00I probably didn’t try that hard to get it publishe...I probably didn’t try that hard to get it published if I’m being honest, <b>Tim</b>. I was churning out poetry at a decent rate of knots back then and, of course, your latest stuff is always the what you think’s your best. I don’t know about editing it or fiddling with it after all these years. How would you feel if a stranger came along and started mucking around with your old poems? And that’s what I am now. I can barely remember who I was when I wrote this piece. What I can tell you is that even back then I had strong feelings about returning to a poem once it was finished and ‘finished’ meant I’d given it its number and printed a copy—well, typed it up back then—and put it in the big red folder. Since I started I have only changed four poems after they were completed. (I discount the alterations made to poems in <i>Street Games and Other Poems</i> because the first I knew about them was when the pamphlets arrived in the post or at least that’s how I remember it today.) That is until I published the poetry book I’ve just sent you. I made some minor edits there but mostly correcting the punctuation. There were two poems that sat close to each other in the book that contained the same unusual word and so my wife suggested I replace one of them which wasn’t as easy as she imagined because it altered the structure and I actually ended up having to rework two or three lines.<br /><br />I will have been aware of the quote by Rousseau—I have two books of quotes that I devoured for years and made me sound far better read than I really was—but the nod to Camus is obvious in the title. I probably read <i>The Outsider</i> for the first time in 1977 or 1978.Jim Murdochhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12786388638146471193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327348657265652781.post-40014051462015988862015-03-19T11:07:16.859+00:002015-03-19T11:07:16.859+00:00I'm surprized that it hasn't been publishe...I'm surprized that it hasn't been published. Fragments that spark off each other the way these do should find a home. <br /><br />That said, I have cherished poems that are unloved by others. Some are important to me because they mark a change in direction, a breakthrough, or because they mark an important moment in my life. Perhaps they're not good in themselves but they led to good things. Often they use sound effects, which may explain why they've stuck.<br /><br />Yours has sound effects too - several constellations of repeated phonemes, most clearly at the end - "strangers again in chains". In addition to the sounds, the fragment has allusions to Rousseau's "Man is born free, and everywhere he is in chains", as well as Camus. Something for everyone, I'd have thought. Maybe it just needs a line or two chopped now that you'll fixed the title.Tim Lovehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00578925224900533603noreply@blogger.com