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Lebanon’s Faultlines

  Beware of Small States: Lebanon, Battleground of the Middle East, David Hirst, Faber and Faber, 496pp, £20 (hardback) Spirit…

Fire in the Soul

  Fire in the Soul: 100 Poems for Human Rights, Ed. Dinyar Godrej, New Internationalist (supporting Amnesty International), 192pp, £9.99…

Taking the Occasion

  Taking the Occasion, Daniel Brown, Ivan R. Dee, 80pp, £13.95 (hardback) Two hundred years on, Wordsworth’s stricture about using…

A Book of Silence

  A Book of Silence, Sara Maitland, Granta, 311pp, £8.99 This lively book sets out to restore the importance of…

Hemingway’s Confessions

  The 1920s were Hemingway’s golden age as a man and a writer. In the last half of the decade…

Ivor Novello, 1893-1951

  He is box-office poison nowadays but Ivor Novello, at his zenith, dominated the musicals genre and had a large…

On Tapering

  In the section of his Modern Painters entitled ‘The Truth of Vegetation’ Ruskin claims that in their painting of…

And the Night-Watchman Talks on

  What a shame that one of Britain’s greatest short story writers should be remembered for only one story. Actually,…

High Art in the Low Countries

  ‘In the market place of Bruges/Stands the Belfry old and brown/Thrice consumed and thrice rebuilt/Still it watches o’er the…

With and Without Sam

  ‘A Ditty Full of Old Muck’ The London Magazine has great pleasure in publishing the following two extracts from…

Io’s Sisters

  The usual English summer: early heat stoking speedwell, dog’s mercury stealing a march, then months of drizzle until rosehips…

Two Poems

Star Matter Orion’s plump root hangs upended beside the jogger’s wet reflection on the sand. Or hung this way eight…

Two Poems

Scent of Words Sleeping last night In dark-lightness Poetry seeping from my eyes onto my pillow No strength to wake…

Lawn and Leaves

  On the wind, the leaves come down like birds Flocking to a lawn where the grass is green and…

Two poems

For Our Lady of Guadalupe The taxi has a broken windscreen, lightning-starred with a crack from one corner: signature of…

Brindle Revisited

  A sour wind howls down Duxon Hill, weeds lengthen in the cobbled yard, the lime trees on the lawn…

A Month in the Country

  XVII How many kinds of mist? And times of mist? How many places for the mist to close over…

Two poems

Pele (goddess of lightening dance volcanoes violence) Night smells of tuberose Do not breathe its addictive darkness too deeply. Take…

In the Black Country

  (for Roy Palmer) Brush the sooted trees at Cradley, Tramp the ironworks’ ash at Brierley, Taste the coal-dust, swirled…

Three poems

Condensation on a windowpane 1 I want to write something simple, something simple, few adjectives, ambiguities disallowed. Something old-fashioned: a story…

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