Friday, 18 July 2008

Poets don't drive

A review of John Redmond’s MUDe by Robert Potts (The Guardian Review Saturday July 5, 2008) connects with concerns and issues discussed here:
‘There is a running joke, with a kernel of truth in it, that poets can't drive; Martin Amis uses it in The Information ("Poets don't drive. Never trust a poet who can drive. Never trust a poet at the wheel. If he can drive, distrust the poems ...").

In other words, poets shouldn’t know where they are going, shouldn’t be in control?

MIDWAY upon the journey of our life
I found myself within a forest dark,
For the straightforward pathway had been lost.

Ah me! how hard a thing it is to say
What was this forest savage, rough, and stern,
Which in the very thought renews the fear.

Dante The Divine Comedy Trans Henry Longfellow

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