tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post1307632609345391133..comments2024-01-28T03:56:39.351-08:00Comments on TOM CLARK: Stevie Smith: Mother, among the DustbinsUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-13551194476516439112014-05-01T14:23:50.392-07:002014-05-01T14:23:50.392-07:00Many thanks, friends.
This photographer opens doo...Many thanks, friends.<br /><br />This photographer opens doors, and eyes. <br /><br />Ah, that terrible, abrupt closing question of Stevie's. To what presumed power or authority may it not be directed, any more?TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-13813702936745303872014-05-01T13:01:57.940-07:002014-05-01T13:01:57.940-07:00Stevie and An-Sofie: Two bull’s-eyes.Stevie and An-Sofie: Two bull’s-eyes.vazambam (Vassilis Zambaras)https://www.blogger.com/profile/14515165428574974933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-7073410001437362652014-05-01T12:40:29.701-07:002014-05-01T12:40:29.701-07:00I'd seen the kesteleyn article - great photos ...I'd seen the kesteleyn article - great photos - but the pictures here are something else. She catches the chaos without condescension. You can't ask for more than that.<br /><br />I love to see Stevie bending metre, as if the lines have no choice but to give room to her truth (our truth too, of course).<br /><br />The closing question has an echo of this: <br /><br />"Then the Lord answered Job out of the whirlwind, and said,<br />Who is this that darkeneth counsel by words without knowledge? <br />Gird up now thy loins like a man; for I will demand of thee, and answer thou me".Mose23https://www.blogger.com/profile/01100756913131511440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-14203767413071168372014-05-01T08:56:39.851-07:002014-05-01T08:56:39.851-07:00The great Stevie Smith should need no introduction...The great Stevie Smith should need no introduction here. Her first two books of Poems, A Good Time Was Had by All and Tender Only to One (from which this poem comes) reflect the inner perils of a fragile childhood.<br /><br />The talented young Belgian-born photographer An-Sofie Kesteleyn works for a Dutch newspaper but has travelled with her camera in America, to telling effect. A recent project of hers has proved an eye-opener for some people.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.theguardian.com/artanddesign/2014/apr/29/armed-to-the-milk-teeth-america-gun-toting-kids" rel="nofollow">An-Sofie Kesteleyn: My First Rifle</a>TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.com