Support International Independent Poetry Publishing

Nthposition's global headquarters is a minuscule eyrie in North London, and now that In The Criminal's Cabinet has been in print for nearly three years, publisher and chief editor Val Stevenson is keen to get a few boxes of unsold copies out of her bedroom, though not nearly as keen as her long-suffering husband... If you would like one, please email Val.

Copies will be sent out on a 'first come, first served' basis, and when they are gone, ITCC will be officially out-of-print.

Copies will be a staggeringly reasonable £2.00 plus postage and packing (for airmail outside the UK) per copy as follows:

USA: £6.72;
Canada, Australia, India, EU: £4.88;
UK: £2.98

Please pay Val via PayPal or send a sterling cheque, made out to: Val Stevenson, to 38 Allcroft Road, London NW5 4NE, UK. And don't forget to include your full postal address.

Contributors to ITCC are: Robert Allen, Tammy Armstrong, Louise Bak, Carole Baldock, Simon Barraclough, Jim Bennett, Caroline Bergvall, Charles Bernstein, bill bissett, Stephanie Bolster, Tom Bradley, Kimberly Burwick, Jason Camlot, Sherry Chandler, Maxine Chernoff, Todd Colby, MTC Cronin, Kieran D’Angelo, Robert Davidson, Jennifer K Dick, Andrew Dilger, BR Dionysius, Isobel Dixon, Antony Dunn, Zdravka Evtimova, Peter Finch, David Finkle, Martin Fisher, Brentley Frazer, Philip Fried, Ethan Gilsdorf, John Goodby, Giles Goodland, Daphne Gottlieb, Carrie Haber, Jen Hadfield, Christine Hamm, Paul Hardacre, Kenneth J Harvey, Steven Heighton, Kevin Higgins, Paul Hoover, Ranjit Hoskote, Halvard Johnson, Fred Johnston, Jill Jones, Norman Jope, Jayne Fenton Keane, WB Keckler, Amy King, Chris Kinsey, Roddy Lumsden, Alexis Lykiard, Don McGrath, Nigel McLoughlin, Jo Mazelis, Valeria Melchioretto, Matthew Miller, Vivek Narayanan, Nessa O’Mahony, Michelle Noteboom, Richard Peabody, Tom Phillips, David Prater, Sina Queyras, Srikanth Reddy, Ali Riley, Peter Riley, Peter Robinson, Noel Rooney, Thaddeus Rutkowski, Rebecca Seiferle, John W Sexton, Ron Silliman, Hal Sirowitz, Hank Starrs, Sean Street, Seamus Sweeney, Joel Barraquiel Tan, Heather Taylor, Roisin Tierney, Rodrigo Toscano, Ilija Trojanow, Alison Trower, Paul Vermeersch, John Welch, John Hartley Williams, Philip Wilson, Max Winter, Harriet Zinnes.

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IQ AND THE POETS - ARE YOU SMART?

When you open your mouth to speak, are you smart? A funny question from a great song, but also, a good one, when it comes to poets, and poetry. We tend to have a very ambiguous view of intelligence in poetry, one that I'd say is dysfunctional. Basically, it goes like this: once you are safely dead, it no longer matters how smart you were. For instance, Auden was smarter than Yeats , but most would still say Yeats is the finer poet; Eliot is clearly highly intelligent, but how much of Larkin 's work required a high IQ? Meanwhile, poets while alive tend to be celebrated if they are deemed intelligent: Anne Carson, Geoffrey Hill , and Jorie Graham , are all, clearly, very intelligent people, aside from their work as poets. But who reads Marianne Moore now, or Robert Lowell , smart poets? Or, Pound ? How smart could Pound be with his madcap views? Less intelligent poets are often more popular. John Betjeman was not a very smart poet, per se....

Poetry vs. Literature

Poetry is, of course, a part of literature. But, increasingly, over the 20th century, it has become marginalised - and, famously, has less of an audience than "before". I think that, when one considers the sort of criticism levelled against Seamus Heaney and "mainstream poetry", by poet-critics like Jeffrey Side , one ought to see the wider context for poetry in the "Anglo-Saxon" world. This phrase was used by one of the UK's leading literary cultural figures, in a private conversation recently, when they spoke eloquently about the supremacy of "Anglo-Saxon novels" and their impressive command of narrative. My heart sank as I listened, for what became clear to me, in a flash, is that nothing has changed since Victorian England (for some in the literary establishment). Britain (now allied to America) and the English language with its marvellous fiction machine, still rule the waves. I personally find this an uncomfortable position - but when ...

"I have crossed oceans of time to find you..."

In terms of great films about, and of, love, we have Vertigo, In The Mood for Love , and Casablanca , Doctor Zhivago , An Officer and a Gentleman , at the apex; as well as odder, more troubling versions, such as Sophie's Choice and Silence of the Lambs . I think my favourite remains Bram Stoker's Dracula , with the great immortal line "I have crossed oceans of time to find you...".

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