It has a lot of force, Dominic, although there's still this strong sense of
Geoffrey Hill waving a hammer and sickle, as it were. The Geoffrey Hill of
the earlier part of the 'King Log' book in particular, I think. It's a
little like the Robert Lowell of 'Lord Weary's Castle' too, in its angry
barely restrained violence as well as density and punch of style.
On 11 September 2011 16:29, Dominic Fox <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> FERAL RATS, *racailles*, addressed as *raca*:
> virulent emptiness, the scowling void
> uncowled before the cameras. Call them eaten
> ones; whip up the circus beasts' starved fury.
> Projectionists on double-time, sharp fixers
> weaving through the strobed light by which
> poet and statistician align their columns.
> No soul-gape in Eton boys, no want
> of any kind in boozed-up Buller men,
> their bladders bulging, slackening at whim;
> the stream called purifying which strips flesh
> from bone, shows anarchy the skeleton
> cavorting with bobby's helmet, his bleached grin
> unflinching before the lawless force of law.
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