Writing poems about the First World War has been for some
time a rite of passage for so many conservative and so-called ‘establishment’
poets. Yes, the centenary year is coming up, but just look at this lead page of
Saturday’s Guardian review and you
get the picture. Writing about important things is a way for these writers to
guarantee their own importance. The late Seamus Heaney is a ring-in here acting
as yet another good reference for the others. It’s almost a pity that
time-travel isn’t possible. If it were maybe we could send this crew back to
1914.
3 comments:
The Wasteland.
What a fantasy ... ship em all back, stick em in the trenches. NOW write a bleeding poem for the bleeding Guardian, guys!
ha!
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