Jon Silkin (1930–1997)

My experience with poetry anthologies is limited as an adult reader. Given my pleasant experience with this volume, that is likely to change. Over the last few years while browsing poetry sections I have discovered that this anthology is near ubiquitous. I feel grateful I finally approached it. I would be curious about corresponding verse from Turkey and the Balkans.

I discovered a few new poets I’ll approach again and my estimations of Sassoon, Owen and Blunden were undoubtedly confirmed.… (mehr)

BTW the Introduction by Jon Silkin is excellent. It’s not just a couple of pages, it’s almost a third of the book (77 pages in a book of 282 pages, though that includes the indexes and the bibliography.) He talks about the issue of evaluating the war poets for their explicit ideas, even if we disagree (as to militarism, patriotism, pacifism and so on) and his schema consists of two parts:

•… an arrangement, or progression, of poets according to a developing consciousness, in relation to the war and the ‘good’ of society as a whole
•…an attempt to group poets in terms of sensibility and language.

He places the war poets in context with the preceding Romantic poets, and he identifies four stages of consciousness:

•… a passive reflection of, or conduit for, the prevailing patriot ideas, and the cant that’s contingent on most social abstract impulsions.
•…’the role of the angry prophet’, protesting against the war through the recreation of physical horror, through anger and satire, and through sardonic distancing.
•…’compassion’ – with strength of feeling
•…’an active desire for change, a change that will re-align the elements of human society in such a way as to make it more creative and fruitful.

This is a very good collection, thoughtfully arranged and inclusive of both sides of the conflict.

To see the rest of my review please visit https://anzlitlovers.com/2018/04/25/the-penguin-book-of-first-world-war-poetry-e...… (mehr)

Rodney Pybus, writing in Jon Silkin's obituary in "The Independent" on 1st December 1997, said of Silkin that:

"His poetry rarely made things easy for his readers - the style was the man to an unusual degree - and his terse and knotty syntax, the compaction and complexity of language, the dedicated exploration of human pain, suffering and cruelty, must have lost him some of his rightful constituency. But he loathed anything that smacked of smooth and easy elegance or playing to the gallery..."

This sums up so much of this difficult, at times exasperatingly opaque book but one which also contains work of exceptional quality,… (mehr)