Adam Thorpe

Adam Thorpe’s most recent collection of poetry, Voluntary, was a Poetry Book Society Recommendation.

Poem: ‘Edge’

Adam Thorpe, 15 December 2016

The Strandir coast begins with a dirt track, the guttural end of tarmac in a waste

of bared rock, grass and scree, and empty coves where great white trunks

have floated from Siberia: they litter the vast and stony strands

like matches if seen from afar, but down among them now they block our way

in booms of perimeter barriers, logs pale as the long drowned,

stripped of bark to the...

Letter

Mistake

30 November 2006

It was with horror that I saw that an error on the part of my finger or mind had substituted an ‘l’ for a ‘b’ in my poem ‘Dromleg’. The stone circle, probably the best-known in Ireland, is of course called Drombeg.

Two Poems

Adam Thorpe, 30 November 2006

Drombeg

County Cork

Between the portals and the axials lay the central slab with its flotsam of euro-cents and hair-bangs, wet-scarred words, a Ryanair boarding pass kept from flight by a pebble.

Just when the grey rain cleared enough to take a photograph and find the atmospherics I’d so looked forward to, your mobile rang.

Our teenage son in Corsica, wild-camping with a hammock in the...

Two Poems

Adam Thorpe, 6 March 2003

Prints

The dollardom shore of big Lake Michigan finds him doing what he did as a boy

by real seas, running alongside them: the land’s hem stitched, he’d look

back upon a long beach emptied by twilight (his spoor blurred as if already

old), and turn it to Avalon, or Crusoe’s island. Even on the edge of Central Africa

he had to change into somewhere else what they would always...

Letter

Recolonisation Issues

14 December 2000

R.W. Johnson suggests (LRB, 14 December 2000) that Africa’s present misery is its own fault, or the fault of its leaders, and that we should consider ‘recolonisation’ as a way out of the ‘impasse’. This is a little like asking the burglars back in to sort out your insurance. In something like eighty years we Europeans managed to screw up Africa’s political structure, kill much of its population...

Squeak: Adam Thorpe’s new novel

Jonathan Heawood, 18 August 2005

Adam Thorpe’s first novel, Ulverton (1992), was set in a fictional downland village, and traced its history from 17th-century isolation to M4 dormitory town. Thorpe told the story of this...

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‘You,’ the mother of six-year-old Hugh informs him, ‘are the only white child in the whole of West and Central Africa, that I know of.’ The remote outpost of Empire, made...

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Palimpsest History

Jonathan Coe, 11 June 1992

In her recent collection Stories, Theories and Things, Christine Brooke-Rose was casting around for a generic term under which to classify such diverse novels as Midnight’s Children, Terra...

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