Does America have the equivalent of our poet laureate?
One thinks of Robert Frost & Kennedy - but perhaps
that was an informal arrangement.
In Britain, the title seems pretty well synonymous with poet
loserate. Such as were any good originally, like Tennyson
or Ted Hughes, had certainly suffered brain emporridgement
by the time they accepted the honour. Most of them have
been, like Motion, ambulant banality from the word go.
Motion is your stereotypical 'man of letters' (of which
the Yanks surely possess an embarras de richesse):
a radio play here, a pome there, a biography of some fashionable
subject - all of them perfectly magic-free. Philip Larkin had
grave subsequent regrets at having allowed Motion do HIS
life story. 'Posh voice, means well,' was the crushing verdict.
Could anything stiffen one's sinews more effectively on
the Baghdad road than reading Motion's vision or -
better still - one of Pinter's vomits?
PS Incidentally, another gifted combatant contemporary
of Owen & Sassoon was Julian Grenfell. Trouble is, like
surprisingly numerous others, in regarding the whole 1914-18
experience as the greatest & most enjoyable lark of his life,
he doesn't quite fit the acceptable pacifist template.
Scottie B.
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