Running alongside the Olympics, the Poetry Parnassus project is bringing together poetic representatives from every nation competing in the Games. Monday’s reading, chaired by Michael Schmidt, featured Katharine Kilalea, from South Africa, and New Zealand’s first Poet Laureate, Bill Manhire – representatives, also, of Carcanet’s global outlook.
Despite appearing alongside her in New Poetries V, this was the first time I’d heard Kate read her poems. Some poets have a 'reading voice', just as some teachers I remember had a particular tone for delivering moral lessons in assembly. Kate does not: her reciting voice is not markedly different from her speaking one, which is appropriate given that the language of her poetry is continuous with (though not identical to) the language of conversation – conversations between varied people, and about everything from business deals to bad dreams, as in 'Hennecker’s Ditch' which she read amongst other poems from One-Eyed Leigh. As is clear from her New Poetries selection, Kate likes to work beyond the limitations of the short lyric, and new poems she read to us from a sequence in the making promise a further development of her distinctive style.
After Michael Schmidt introduced Bill Manhire by describing how funny as well as moving he can be, Bill began his reading in a particularly dark vein, with two poems about death in the Antarctic: 'Erebus Voices', an elegy that voices Mount Erebus and the people who died twenty-five years ago when their plane crashed into it; and a monologue in which Amundsen recounts killing the sleigh-dogs that dragged him and his team to the South Pole. It’s a testament to Bill’s versatility, though, that after such an overture he could move on to poems that did make us laugh – about “terrifying” misprints, an apocryphal childhood in Ireland and a real one in 1950s New Zealand, and a trip to the Louvre in which the poet’s son reveals how astute children can be: when told that no one knows what the Mona Lisa is smiling about, he explains: money. A personal favourite was 'The Oral Tradition', a helter-skelter ride through history that combines hilarity with brutality, bringing together the apparent contraries of his reading – and, moreover, of life 'beyond all this fiddle.'
Poets from the southern hemisphere don’t always enjoy much visibility over here, and we in turn often don’t get to enjoy their work. Monday’s event, like the Poetry Parnassus project as a whole, was a great opportunity to see and hear these fine ambassadors for their national literatures together, not as competing athletes but complementary artists.
Henry King is a poet and critic whose verse was anthologised in New Poetries V (Carcanet, 2011). He lives in York.
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Poets from the southern hemisphere don’t always enjoy much visibility over here, and we in turn often don’t get to enjoy their work. Monday’s event, like the Poetry Parnassus project as a whole, was a great opportunity to see and hear these fine ambassadors for their national literatures together, not as competing athletes but complementary artists.
Henry King is a poet and critic whose verse was anthologised in New Poetries V (Carcanet, 2011). He lives in York.
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One Eye'd Leigh by Katharine Kilalea |
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Collected Poems by Bill Manhire |