Robert Crawford was Bishop Wardlaw Professor of Poetry at St Andrews until 2020. He is the author of Young Eliot, Eliot after ‘The Waste Land’, The Bard: Robert Burns, a Biography and Bannockburns: Scottish Independence and Literary Imagination, 1314-2014, as well as several collections of poems, including A Scottish Assembly, Full Volume and Testament.
after the Gaelic of the ‘Carmina Gadelica’
Monday at 6 a.m. I heard a lamb,
And then, while I sat by, A snipe’s kid-cry.
I saw the cuckoo, grey as slate Before I ate.
On Tuesday, late, A slimy flagstone shone Where snails had gone,
And the wheatear, like Ash off a dyke,
Flapped where the old mare’s black Foal stumbled and turned its back.
I sensed right there, Right...
Nine and Seven, one by one, Lay face down on a home-made skateboard,
Hauling it forward, inch by rope inch, Into the Tomb of the Eagles.
Seven glissaded down Maes Howe’s Five-thousand-year-old chute,
Walked unbowed down its entrance passage Whose stone slabs weigh forty-five cars.
Nine chased Nine with dog-track speed Round Orphir’s circular kirk,
Dropped down rung...
Like most poets, Elizabeth Jennings, who died two years ago, wrote too many poems. She was careless about her output, sending Michael Schmidt, her editor at Carcanet, ‘sacks’ of manuscript work to sift through and make into a collection. Even he seems occasionally to have lost track. His sympathetic and shrewd introduction records that her own favourite among her poems was...
Student poser, presbyterian swami, When Being and Nothingness ruled the Kelvin Way,
I rebelled by carrying a rolled umbrella To lectures. I never finished La Nausée.
Chaperoned through suburbs by my virginity, My act of Existential Choice was pie,
Beans and chips at Glasgow’s boil-in-the-bag Student Ref. Couscous? I’d rather have died.
Nightlife was homelife, the...
For Alice and Marjorie
Klee Wyck Laughing One they call Through soaked air on Vancouver Island Where she snores adenoidally in roadmakers’ toolsheds Inches down night-chilled slimy rungs To the tippiness of a canoe One woman British Columbia Nosing among floating nobs of kelp The bay buttered over with calm
Parents christened her Emily Carr Wee faces scribbled on her fingernails Black...
Sounding out phrases in letters as well as in verse kept things going for T.S. Eliot: he needed a low level of compositional hum. Like a secular spiritual exercise, the letters to Emily Hale sustained...
Can places, like people, have a personality, a set of things you can love or not love? Do countries speak? Do lakes and mountains offer a guide to living? Could you feel let down by a city? Can...
The late Bernard Crick, who had a fine and memorable funeral in Edinburgh the other day, left a legacy of sharp opinions behind him. Among the least popular was his opinion of the British...
Robert Fergusson died in Edinburgh’s Bedlam on 17 October 1774. He was 24 years old. He had been admitted to the asylum three months before, against his will, because his mother could no...
Anthologies are powerful things: movements are launched, periods are parcelled up, writers are made and broken. They are, or want to be, the book world’s performative utterances: defining...
Until recently, the notion that the academic subject called ‘English’ had any sort of history would have seemed rather odd. Hadn’t it always just, well, existed? Surely, at his...
In books that go on about how the English have imposed their language and their manners on other English-speaking nations (Australian, Canadian, Scottish and Welsh and Irish, others), what is...
Whether in person or in print, self-consciousness is unsettling. Self-conscious writers, like self-conscious speakers, can’t help betraying that they’re more concerned with their...
‘The idea that Eliot’s poetry was rooted in private aspects of his life has now been accepted,’ says Lyndall Gordon in the Foreword to her second volume of biographical rooting...
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