New Cemetery
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New Cemetery
Narrateur(s):
Simon Armitage
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Simon Armitage
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A few years ago, in the poet’s home county of West Yorkshire, the Local Authority began converting a series of cow fields near his home into a new cemetery. As the graveyard takes shape, its presence on the brow of the hill casts a lengthening shadow over the imagination and enlivens the poet’s landscape, both inner and outer. These poems, in regular, cascading tercets, sparked into being as he daily walked the site, with moorlands rising beyond it and the wind turbines of Brontë country to the north. Eventually the muddy construction scene gives way to fresh headstones and mown lawns, and, during the COVID-19 lockdown, the spectacle of gravediggers in hazmat suits. The poet retreats to write in his garden shed, charting his losses, conversing fruitfully with the dead, and engaging the world in the perilous present.
The sharply observed lyrics in New Cemetery—each fancifully named for a species of moth, a creature whose numbers the poet sees dwindling across a lifetime of night walks—remind us to turn a cool eye on the doings of man, and yet to embrace all we love while we still can, as “Time, what else,” stands “propped in a corner / like a cricket bat.”
Ce que les critiques en disent
“An exceptionally skilled poet . . . This haunting volume demonstrates the magnetic pull of a mind that has kept us, across dozens of books published since 1989, mesmerized like moths to the flame.” —Jade Cuttle, Observer
“[Armitage’s] mordantly humorous feeling for life—and death—is undiminished.” —Jeremy Noel-Tod, Prospect
“[Poems of] wit and nimbleness . . . to read them is to hear the poet laureate in dialogue with the landscape and with forebears such as Ted Hughes.” —Suzi Feay, Financial Times
“With his signature Yorkshire vernacular, [Armitage] brings precise locality and light-heartedness to death and grief . . . the poems of New Cemetery tap into deeply personal material while drawing on the laureate’s public persona.” —Kit Fan, The Guardian
“[Armitage’s] mordantly humorous feeling for life—and death—is undiminished.” —Jeremy Noel-Tod, Prospect
“[Poems of] wit and nimbleness . . . to read them is to hear the poet laureate in dialogue with the landscape and with forebears such as Ted Hughes.” —Suzi Feay, Financial Times
“With his signature Yorkshire vernacular, [Armitage] brings precise locality and light-heartedness to death and grief . . . the poems of New Cemetery tap into deeply personal material while drawing on the laureate’s public persona.” —Kit Fan, The Guardian
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