Can you spot the source?

Wendy Doniger, 17 February 2000

Young Harry Potter’s parents are dead. So far, so good: many of the heroes and heroines of the classics of children’s literature are orphans, while others have invisible, unmentionable or...

Read more about Can you spot the source?

Above all else we are concerned, in whatever form we let it take us, with memory. The idea of memory enables us to believe we can grasp the vanished past, historical or personal, and restructure...

Read more about I thought I saw Dante in Gonzagagasse: W.G. Sebald

Four Poems

August Kleinzahler, 3 February 2000

The Swimmer For Brighde The japonica and laurels tremble as the wind picks up out the west-facing wall of the old natatorium, made wholly of glass. The swimmer takes her laps, steady and sure...

Read more about Four Poems

Poem: ‘Famous First Words’

Paul Muldoon, 3 February 2000

Archimedes’ first words were ‘Stand away from my diagram.’ Sir Richard Burton’s first word was ‘Chloroform.’ Chang’s first words were ‘I...

Read more about Poem: ‘Famous First Words’

Elegant Extracts: anthologies

Leah Price, 3 February 2000

Anthologies attract good haters. In the 1790s, the reformer Hannah More blamed their editors for the decay of morals: to let people assume that you had read the entire work from which an...

Read more about Elegant Extracts: anthologies

Two Poems

John Ashbery, 20 January 2000

Pale Siblings Cheerio. Nothing on the shore today. Far out to sea, some eczema mimicking sunlight and shadow, with but temporary success. Was it for wandering that I have been punished? Or was it...

Read more about Two Poems

Poem: ‘Manhattan: Luminism’

Mark Doty, 20 January 2000

The sign said immunology but I read illuminology: and look, heaven is a platinum latitude over Fifth, fogged result of sun-brushed steel, pearl dimensions. Cézanne: ‘We are an...

Read more about Poem: ‘Manhattan: Luminism’

Poem: ‘January’

Martin Harrison, 20 January 2000

For Robert Adamson A blue smear bulges over the ridge; there’s the counterpoint as well of shine on white-hot duco glimpsed on the ute parked outside on the driveway. It blinds its surrounds...

Read more about Poem: ‘January’

In the English popular imagination, the grimly oligarchic Old South Africa, with its smug suburban swimmingpools, bullish police force, forbidden wines and ostracised sports teams, has become the...

Read more about Hands Full of Rose Thorns and Fridge Oil: ‘Triomf’

Enlarging Insularity: Donald Davie

Patrick McGuinness, 20 January 2000

In a recent poem, ‘Languedoc Variorum: A Defence of Heresy and Heretics’, the American poet Ed Dorn honours Donald Davie’s penultimate collection of poems, To Scorch or Freeze...

Read more about Enlarging Insularity: Donald Davie

Wife Overboard: Thackeray

John Sutherland, 20 January 2000

All Thackeray biographers should feel a pang of guilt. Disgusted by Victorian whitewash memorials, he instructed his daughters: ‘Mind, no biography ... consider it my last testament and...

Read more about Wife Overboard: Thackeray

Blair-Speak: Gish Jen’s Jokes

Gabriele Annan, 6 January 2000

Ever since her first novel Typical American appeared in 1991, the Chinese American writer Gish Jen has been acclaimed as the new Amy Tan. Amy Tan herself acclaims her on the cover of Mona in the...

Read more about Blair-Speak: Gish Jen’s Jokes

Poem: ‘From a Mexican Archive’

Simon Carnell, 6 January 2000

A downtown storefront window containing only a single giant plastic ear. * In a San Ángel garden: the four-inch-long orange potato bug called face of a child. * Ancient evil in a...

Read more about Poem: ‘From a Mexican Archive’

In 1857, eight years before Kipling was born, Indian soldiers in the north of the country rebelled against the representatives of the East India Company. The uprising was known as the Sepoy...

Read more about A feather! A very feather upon the face! India before Kipling

Two Poems

Mark Ford, 6 January 2000

One Figures in his plans, but briefly, as a cupped hand holds water, or as private and public spheres collide and blur, overlap within his fragile, omnivorous stare. Barely awake, dazed and...

Read more about Two Poems

You get off the boat and they call you Paddy – Paddy or Mick of course it’s the same thing and sometimes that nick- name’ll stick as it stuck to me – clamped – mine...

Read more about Poem: ‘James ‘Mick’ Magennis VC’

Uplifting Lust: Mills and Boon

E.S. Turner, 6 January 2000

When the Berlin Wall came down ten years ago the publishers Mills and Boon moved swiftly into the breach. In a single day, we are told, their West German office gave away 750,000 copies of...

Read more about Uplifting Lust: Mills and Boon

Phwoar! Amanda Platell

Suzanne Moore, 6 January 2000

These days swearing occasionally or having a glass of wine at lunchtime is enough to qualify you as a bit of a character. As newspapers become less important, however, journalists become more self-important,...

Read more about Phwoar! Amanda Platell