Peter - portrait/ritratto

Peter - portrait/ritratto

giovedì 7 aprile 2011

mercoledì 30 marzo 2011

In Praise of Translators

Iain Bamford in PN Review 198, commenting on the complexity of Kant’s writing style, notes:
“The canonical English translation of Kant’s Critique of Pure Reason prepared by the Scottish philosopher Norman Kemp Smith has remained in print since its publication in 1929 and is reputedly more intelligible – even to German-speakers – than the original.”
Three cheers for translators at last!!!

mercoledì 26 gennaio 2011

Walcott & Heaney

By all accounts, Derek Walcott and Seamus Heaney are good mates. They have both won the Nobel Prize. They both had collections in the running for the 2010 T S Eliot prize. Walcott took it (Heaney had already won the Forward Prize). Both in their 70s, I've noticed one distinct difference: Walcott's White Egrets, to me, has stonger roots in the present - while mourning lost friends he also hails new and younger ones. The present looks to a future, in his own death. Heaney, on the other hand, in Human Chain, while writing poems in the present, to me seems to look more distinctly to the past - as in the lovely poem about the Conway Stewart fountain pen. Maybe just an impression ...

martedì 25 gennaio 2011

T S Eliot Prize 2010

Derek Walcott with White Egrets took the TS Eliot Prize 2010. Here are some comments:

* How very safe the winner of the TS Eliot prize is! - Andrew Taylor
* ... a great few months for Faber poets: Derek Walcott (T. S. Eliot Prize); Seamus Heaney (Forward) & Jo Shapcott (Costa Poetry). The triple! - Faber & Faber
* "It took us not very long to decide that this collection was the yardstick by which all the others were to be measured. These are beautiful lines; beautiful poetry," said Anne Stevenson, chairman of the jury.
* There's a lot of flimsy poetry out there tossed around as "magnificent" in Emperor's Best Clothes style ... Seeing Stars (Armitage) and The Mirabelles (Freud), frankly, were over-rated, Human Chain (Heaney) had already won something and I have not read the others. At least White Egrets had some substance ...Peter Eustace