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Summer of 2006

The Poetry Library recently digitalised and put online the summer 2006 issue of the excellent London poetry magazine, Magma.  If you want to see what was being written in Britain five years ago, by some of the best new and established poets, here's one way to start finding out...

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Anonymous said…
And guess what the first two words are that you will find there if you click the link?

Yes, Todd Swift's two favourite words, Todd and Swift!
EYEWEAR said…
Uh - okay, maybe - but you will then also find a review of three good poetry books, and links to many poems and issues of the magazine. Since this is my blog, and I edit and write a lot of it, I can hardly apologise for it sometimes linking to texts I have written. However, unlike many (most?) blogs I do try and balance my work, and opinions, with those of others, sometimes rather different from my own. Your facile charge of narcissism, then, or self-obsession, is a little rich, and, I think, overdetermined.
Anonymous said…
It's telling that Anonymous lets us have their 30 word, two sentences, erm, anonymously.

Anyone posting anonymously, their name would indicate, wouldn't like anyone who wrote under their own name; so it's not just Todd they are attacking but everyone who isn't like them, writing anonymously.

This is what Swift meant, I think, when he talked about poetry being conducted at the intellectual level of the schoolyard.

Anonymous, c'mon, why don't you tell us who you are and at least have a debate. As Todd and I know because we don't mind testing ourselves and appearing a bit daft now and then: In the web-age, once you get gassing you discover that our 'opinions' are secondary to the debate itself.

If you start off with a contentious statement and anonymous people just fume about it in short one liners and the 'debate' consists of only a few hundred words, of course it looks like there's more discord than harmony between us. If we actually get stuck in and say what we think, rather than what we think we should say to 'fit in' with everyone else all acting the same way, you will find that the longer the debate goes on, the more of it there is, the more words we generate, the better we feel coz we're actually talking to one another.

It's only words, after all, we're not in the same room as each other, it's all happening at synaptic level and you find, Anonymous, the more you debate the more you coginze the core point is our 'performance'; how the Language dances and how original it is. We can't get this unless we have a go, don't mind falling on our faces. The more you do, the less you are concerned about who thinks what and we can all move forward into the lurve zone, sailor.

gra agus siochain

Desmond Swords

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