Close
Close

Search Results

Advanced Search

1 to 15 of 47 results

Sort by:

Filter by:

Contributors

Article Types

Authors

Subjects

A Perversion

Christopher Reid

10 January 1991
... In the Proceedings of the Royal Institute of Anthropophagy (last year’s Spring number, page 132), there is a most unusual instance recorded of a man and woman who conspired to eat each other – and would have done so, had not the laws of nature prevented it. I heartily agree with the writer of the article who denounces the whole affair as a ‘flagrant travesty’, a ‘perversion of the established ...

Cambridgeport Christmas

Christopher Reid

3 September 1981
... Ice aches and eases underfoot: a luscious pleasure for the solitary walker, where morning flings its shadows, extravagant and pat, across playground and parking-lot. Cars are stunned by a Yuletide smother-love. Bushes weigh their meted dollops, and the boxy clapboard churches are drenched and cleansed by a piquant light from the east. One for every block, they favour a dapper domestic garrison air ...

A Disaffected Old Man

Christopher Reid

6 March 1980
... The spider in her hanging theatre; the patient villainy of cats: the afternoon foretells disaster, now we have time to sit and watch. Outdoors, lulled by the sun, I berce the sticky brandy in my glass and contemplate the apple-tree, that writhes like a family history. My grandchildren are playing cricket with a beachball and tennis-racket. My ancient wife sits on my left. Leaning, we kiss with cigarettes ...

Flies

Christopher Reid

24 May 2001
... After Machado Dear common flies, ubiquitous and greedy, how well you conjure up those times that have gone. Old flies guzzling like bees in April, old flies launching raids on my new-born head. Flies of my early homebound boredoms, those summer afternoons when I first learned to dream. And in the hated classroom, flies that whizzed past as we hit out at them for love of their flight – flying being ...

Charnel

Christopher Reid

19 June 1980
... God’s clownish, tumbling bells bang out their Sunday-morning scales with rabble-rousing eloquence. But what of the sad, cramped hells, we know lie hidden hereabouts? Minded by corpulent nymphets with wings and frowns, in reticence they guard their deeply-embedded doubts. A mawkish exercise, but one that everyone enjoys – to step about this cluttered suburb like a daytime ghost. We scrutinise indifferent ...

Two Poems

Christopher Reid

18 March 1982
... Kawai’s Trilby Cold comforts of a hotel room: the air-conditioning and fridge join forces for a chummy hum, barbershop-style. Poised on the edge of bed, I think how far I’ve come. Two weeks ago we kissed goodbye. Now in a towerblock hotel in a strange land, I inventory the trappings of my pilgrim cell: bath, holy scriptures, a TV. Outside my window, a huge sign flushes, then cancels – Op and ...

Bollockshire

Christopher Reid

18 October 2001
... You’ve zoomed through it often enough on the long grind north, the grim dash south –    why not take a break?    Slip off the motorway at any one of ten tangled junctions and poke your nose, without compunction,    into the unknown.    Get systematically lost. At the first absence of a signpost, opt for the least promising lane,    or cut into the truck traffic    along some plain ...

Ringmaster

John Redmond

28 November 1996
Expanded Universes 
by Christopher Reid.
Faber, 55 pp., £6.99, September 1996, 9780571179244
Show More
Show More
... Seventies and in decline at the beginning of the Eighties, Martianism, as a movement in British poetry, was shortlived, and as a descriptive term, misleading. Largely the creation of Craig Raine and ChristopherReid, the movement was characterised by, and remembered for, unusual similes and exotic descriptions. Its name derived from the title poem of Raine’s second collection, A Martian Sends a Postcard ...

Two Poems

Christopher Reid

1 September 2005
... all these hicks? He strums his finger close to the very top. Then closer. Closer still. Then he has to stop, or enter the negative space of the minus numbers – and he’s not yet ready to play the Christopher Columbus of black-hole exploration. Top is fine, thanks. Divinely appointed to the highest ranks, however, and the Muse’s most trusted amanuensis, he knows to his personal cost that eminence is no ...
16 September 1982
Pea Soup 
by Christopher Reid.
Oxford, 65 pp., £4.50, September 1982, 0 19 211952 4
Show More
Show More
... and with the same theoretical background: a language code in which art can try to reveal nothing but itself, its own message as a great deal of medium. In the hands of brilliant performers such as ChristopherReid, John Fuller or Craig Raine, the results can be extremely variegated and highly satisfying. It is of course misleading to put such names together – they are as different from each other as ...

Pioneers

Christopher Reid

3 September 1981
Some Americans: A Personal Record 
by Charles Tomlinson.
California, 134 pp., £6.50, June 1981, 0 520 04037 6
Show More
Show More
... It is strange,’ Charles Tomlinson writes, ‘to have met the innovators of one’s time only when age had overtaken them.’ The innovators to whom he refers are those American poets – Ezra Pound, Marianne Moore, William Carlos Williams and others – whose work and moral example have been of importance to his own growth as a writer. The sentence quoted above, with its tinge of elegy and irony ...

Consequences

Christopher Reid

15 May 1980
Renga 
by Octavio Paz, Jacques Roubaud, Edoardo Sanguineti and Charles Tomlinson.
Penguin, 95 pp., £1.95, November 1979, 0 14 042268 4
Show More
Kites in Spring 
by John Hewitt.
Blackstaff, 63 pp., £2.95, February 1980, 0 85640 206 0
Show More
The Island Normal 
by Brian Jones.
Carcanet, 91 pp., £2.95, February 1980, 9780856353406
Show More
New Poetry 5 
edited by Peter Redgrove and Jon Silkin.
Hutchinson, 163 pp., £4.95, November 1979, 0 09 139570 4
Show More
Show More
... The Parisian Surrealists appear to have taken their games-playing very seriously. Ritual imitations of the creative act – involving the practice of automatic writing, a deep faith in the value of mere accident, and the contrivance of jokey juxtapositions – formed a vital part of their programme. One favourite exercise was called le cadavre exquis. In reality, this was not much different from the ...

Memres of Alfred Stoker

Christopher Reid

7 August 1986
... firs born X mas day Yer 1885 in the same burer Waping pa a way Ma not being by Trade merchent Sea man in forn parts: all so a precher on Land i sow him Latter 4 of 9 not all Livig a hard Thing Ma sad: mirs Pale a mid Wife in the back room bed rom Nor wod she got Thurgh when a ANGEL apperd over the JESUS pichire which i got after it Savd my Life. * so i name Gabriel which you did not no why shod you ...
3 March 1983
Nothing Sacred: Selected Writings 
by Angela Carter.
Virago, 181 pp., £3.50, October 1982, 0 86068 269 2
Show More
Show More
... for his saintly and peaceable personality, and his extraordinary marriage of quotidian reality with fantasy is current at the moment. In ‘A Whole School of Bourgeois Primitives’, for example, ChristopherReid designs another version of England caught in a moment of buzzy stasis: Our lawn in stripes, the cat’s pyjamas, rain on a sultry afternoon and the drenching, mnemonic smell this brings us ...

Read anywhere with the London Review of Books app, available now from the App Store for Apple devices, Google Play for Android devices and Amazon for your Kindle Fire.

Read More

Sign up to our newsletter

For highlights from the latest issue, our archive and the blog, as well as news, events and exclusive promotions.

Newsletter Preferences