‘I was a Betjemaniac; I wore a Larkin smile. My writing desk was Auden-esque, til Yeats became my style.’
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‘With its title by an Irishman and its split focus between a pre-colonial West African people and culture, and a British colonial administrator; it was, when I read it, the best thing I had ever read.’
Should poetry be about something — other than itself? asks John Greening, considering some famous examples of works that have defied this question, as well as others which have dared to be topical, even at the risk of becoming irrelevant over time.
Poets have always looked inward. They have always been fascinated by transformation. Few, however, have considered how the act of writing poetry itself might change them. The poet John Greening looks within, and behind, and finds himself changed.