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Mikhail Epstein Satan in Russia | John Burnside Douglas Stuart’s Young Mungo
Caroline Moorehead Cooking the books | James McConnachie Eleven British ships
Refugee tales
Charlotte McDonald-Gibson on how to speak for those who cannot
CONTENTS
MCDONALD-GIBSON deadliest migration route Sally Hayden. The Naked Don’t Fear
THE TIMES LITERARY SUPPLEMENT
the Water – A journey through the refugee underground
Mikhail Epstein Satan in Russia | John Burnside Douglas Stuart’s Young Mungo
Caroline Moorehead Cooking the books | James McConnachie Eleven British ships
Matthieu Aikins. Hope Not Fear – Finding my way from
refugee to filmmaker, NHS hospital cleaner and activist Hassan
Akkad. The Other Side of Hope – Journeys in refugee and
immigrant literature
DAVID HERD Hostile, not hospitable – On looking into the Brook House inquiry
A makeshift camp CAROLINE MOOREHEAD Alice’s Book – How the Nazis stole my grandmother’s cookbook
near the Greek Karina Urbach
village of Idomeni,
March 8, 2016 6 LETTERS TO THE Law, society and morality, Academic book prices, Dunwich, etc
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Refugee tales
Charlotte McDonald-Gibson on how to speak for those who cannot
via Getty Images
EDITOR
7 MEMOIRS CATHERINE TAYLOR My Own Worst Enemy – Scenes of a childhood Robert Edric.
No One Round Here Reads Tolstoy – Memoirs of a working-class
reader Mark Hodkinson
In this issue 8 RE-READING ROHAN MAITZEN Not afraid of Virginia Woolf – Re-reading the critical memoir of
a fellow novelist
and me
an Eritrean man trapped in one of Libya’s detention
centres. He has read some of her journalism and
asks for help. An astonishingly detailed account
follows of the torrid circumstances that men,
women and children are forced to endure in Libya,
Things lost and gained in the while also navigating a tortuous global refugee
system that Hayden describes as “a modern-day
telling of refugees’ tales hunger games, a competition where their suffering,
and the horrors they had lived through, were evalu-
CHARLOTTE MCDONALD-GIBSON ated and weighed up against each other”.
The European Union’s mismanaged reaction to
refugee arrivals in 2015, when the bloc descended
MY FOURTH TIME, WE DROWNED into bickering and panic rather than uniting behind
Seeking refuge on the world’s deadliest a humanitarian solution, triggered a rise in support
migration route for the far right. The EU responded with a security-
SALLY HAYDEN driven approach to migration and asylum, and has
496pp. Fourth Estate. £20. since given millions of dollars in training, equipment
and other support to the Libyan coastguard, which
THE NAKED DON’T FEAR THE WATER is now expected to intercept boats and return them
A journey through the refugee underground to Libya. There the migrants disappear into a net-
work of shady detention centres, many run
MATTHIEU AIKINS
by militia or smugglers, which have become hubs of
384pp. Fitzcarraldo Editions. Paperback, £12.99. extortion – a business model based on human suffer-
ing. People are tortured to extract money from their
HOPE NOT FEAR families; traded and sold between different militia;
Finding my way from refugee to filmmaker, forced into slavery and bonded labour. Photographs
NHS hospital cleaner and activist of the abuse are posted on Facebook so that ransoms
HASSAN AKKAD can be crowdfunded. Hayden sees a photograph of
304pp. Bluebird. £18.99. a woman shackled by her wrists and ankles, an elec-
trical prod lying beside her. The post has “273 likes,
THE OTHER SIDE OF HOPE hearts, and crying emojis”. Hayden has collected tes-
Journeys in refugee and immigrant literature timony from hundreds of former detainees and
builds a picture of systematic ill treatment.
Volume 1, autumn 2021. £7.
Conditions are not much better at the semi-
official centres, where Hayden documents abuses
N
OT LONG AGO , journalists were not ques- fraudulent and undeserving of help. By now the The Las Caracolas including sexual abuse, pregnancy resulting from
tioned when they said they wanted to give political debate and media coverage around the reception centre, rape, neglect and starvation. People die of treatable
a voice to the voiceless. Today, many of us refugee crisis had become so warped by conflicting Madrid, receives the disease; others take their own lives, including one
have learnt to question the lens through which we interests – on the one hand, those who wanted to first refugees from man who drowns himself in a septic tank.
tell other people’s stories and the harm we may portray the refugees as a danger; on the other, those Ukraine, March 2, 2022 But My Fourth Time, We Drowned is not simply a
inadvertently cause. who insisted they were only victims – that people catalogue of misery: it is a meticulously docu-
On August 15, 2015, a man and his young family such as Majid were no longer allowed to deviate mented record of the complicity of the very
arrived on a Greek beach in an overcrowded rubber from the binary roles assigned, saint or sinner. organizations that are meant to be forces of good:
dinghy that had struggled across the Aegean Sea Many people in the West are complicit in this the EU and the United Nations, in particular its
from Turkey. Finally ashore, the man embraced his system, which has robbed migrants and refugees, refugee agency, the UNHCR. Here, then, is a clear
family, his face crumpling into a tear-streaked in particular those from different ethnic or religious reason to speak for those who cannot, being
grimace of exhaustion and relief as he cradled his groups, of the right to be complicated and human. trapped in a purgatory of our making: the EU has
two youngest children in his arms. A photographer There are the obvious offenders – those on the actively pursued a policy of offshoring border
captured the moment, and the picture of Laith far right who use terms such as “cockroaches”, security to unsavoury regimes, an “out of sight,
Majid became one of the defining images of summer “aliens” and “hordes” – but sympathetic media out of mind” approach, Hayden argues, that favours
2015, when more than a million people arrived in organizations have played a role too. Much of the the suppression of the extent of complicity in
the European Union seeking sanctuary from conflict summer of 2015 was narrated by European journ– human rights abuses. The EU is aware of the human
and hardship. If Majid had remained exactly what alists who sought out the extraordinary: the Syrians cost of its policies, she says, but is guided by fear
much of Europe wanted to him to be – a victim of who had suffered the worst hardship; the person of a repeat of 2015. She accuses the UNHCR,
a barbaric war who became an emblem of suffering, whose journey beat the odds; the families who lost meanwhile, of “being used by the E.U. to sanitize
then hope – his public story might have ended children. Compassion became a commodity and the the devastating impact of migration policies…
there. But it didn’t, because he was something more bar for our sympathy kept rising. effectively whitewashing a brutal system of violence
complicated: he was human. As the war in Ukraine creates more than four and torture”.
The world wanted Majid and his family to be million refugees, the battle for our compassion Hayden has an eye for details that give the lie to
Syrian, because at the time Syrians were deemed continues, with fierce debate over why Ukrainian the narrative of compassion. There is the UNHCR
most worthy of our compassion. In fact, they were refugees, most of them white and Christian, are country representative who blocks migrants on her
Iraqi, but they had followed their smuggler’s advice being afforded more empathy than those from the Twitter account because she is annoyed by the “du
and said they were Syrian because they wanted to Middle East and Africa. And this adds urgency to du du, du du du nonstop” of people desperately
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give themselves the best chance. After they had the question of how we portray people in crisis. trying to raise awareness of their situation. A senior
spent six months living in Germany, Majid’s mother When are we, as journalists, justified in telling official at the agency tells Hayden not to believe
became gravely ill, and he and his family made the other people’s stories, rather than finding ways to what her contacts are telling her, and she wonders
decision to go back to her in Iraq. In other words, ensure they can tell their own? Fleeing one’s home “how often he repeated his comments in meetings
he did what most of us would do: assessed the is a chaotic and damaging experience, and there Charlotte McDonald- where refugees had no seat at the table and he was
situation, then decided on the best course of action undoubtedly is a need for people’s voices to be Gibson is the author their only advocate”.
for himself and the people he loved. amplified when events mean they cannot speak of Cast Away: Stories Her attempts to address other large societal issues
His return to Iraq was widely shared on social for themselves. But we must examine how we tell of survival from such as the shortcomings of the global aid industry
media and reported by populist news outlets such those stories, to ensure that the nuance of experi- Europe’s refugee or the links between migration and colonialism can
as Breitbart, which claimed his behaviour proved ence is preserved and that we can justify, through crisis, 2016, and seem shallow, however. It is also a shame that her
that the narrative of “desperate ‘refugees’, fleeing some greater purpose, asking people to relive their Far Out: Encounters contacts in the detention centres never emerge as
for their lives, has unravelled”. Majid was held up most traumatic memories in the public gaze. with extremists, rounded human beings, instead remaining defined
as proof of the ingratitude of migrants, evidence The Irish journalist Sally Hayden makes clear which will be by their suffering. This is, perhaps, understandable,
that people arriving in Europe were somehow what she wants to achieve in My Fourth Time, We published this month given that Hayden was communicating with them
“
via short messages focused on their urgent situa- become a destitute, war-ridden land, with each year moment comes when they are staying in an Athens
tions. “Today [we’re] not eating at all because so bringing record numbers of civilian deaths. Aikins’s squat, where Omar spends all day in bed, glued
many people have died”, she hears. “We’re still reflections on leaving Kabul, however, include to his phone. Aikins assumes he is moping over a
sleeping beside the dead bodies.” Their very laments about the great parties he used to host. He Hayden has an girl and gets annoyed that he is not helping with
remoteness is a part of the picture, and Hayden fondly recalls “a bar that grew sticky with home- eye for details chores. More likely, Omar is depressed by his
recognizes “how unfair it was that the voices of made punch”. newfound exile.
refugees in Libya were constantly filtered through The power imbalance between author and sub- that give the “What kind of protagonist was he?” Aikins won-
privileged journalists like me”. ject is also clear. They first meet when Aikins needs lie to the ders. A short time later he announces that he is to
a translator to accompany him to southern Afghan- narrative of travel to New York for Christmas, one of the many
S
uch self-awareness is mostly missing from The istan, but does not want to pay the going rate of a instances in which he uses his multiple passports
Naked Don’t Fear the Water by Matthieu Aikins, few hundred dollars a day for an Afghan to risk compassion to extricate himself from difficult situations without
a Canadian journalist who was based in their life. He hires Omar, a former NATO interpreter much thought about the impact this might have on
Afghanistan. In 2016 his fixer and translator, Omar, keen for a new start in journalism. When Omar Omar. There is also little reflection about why Aikins
decides to leave the country on the underground decides to leave for Europe, he agrees to Aikins is undertaking the voyage in the first place, or what
migrant trail for Europe. Aikins volunteers to accompanying him in spite of the dangers that insight he believes he can bring to the experience
accompany him in the guise of an Afghan, his Asian could befall them both if the subterfuge were that someone else – Omar or one of the millions of
ancestry lending his face similar features to those uncovered. One wonders if Aikins’s offer to pay for other displaced people – could not.
of Afghanistan’s Hazara minority. the journey influenced the decision. During the One writer we could turn to is Hassan Akkad, a
Aikins is a courageous and talented journalist pair’s odyssey through Iran and Turkey, then across Syrian filmmaker and activist who has documented
with a poetic way of evoking the absurdities and the Mediterranean Sea to Greece, the dynamic of his arrival via a similar route in the memoir Hope
contradictions of global migration, in which “the employer and employee persists. Aikins recognizes Not Fear: Finding my way from refugee to filmmaker,
shortest distance between two points is rarely a as much when he gets angry with Omar for refusing NHS hospital cleaner and activist. While it may lack
straight line… the space between two people clasp- to take a more dangerous route via Pakistan: “I was Aikins’s elegant turn of phrase and Hayden’s foren-
ing hands through a fence could be wider than a treating this trip like another assignment where I sic investigation, the book excels at conveying the
desert”. But it is a sign of how far the debate about was in charge”. experience of becoming a refugee. Through Akkad’s
representation has come that this central premiss Despite such rare moments of self-reflection, lean prose we understand the horrors at home that
– of a western journalist impersonating a member Aikins fails to breathe much life into his protagonist. would force you to flee; the raw emotion of leaving
of a persecuted minority so he can explain the The book is meant to be about Omar, but Aikins behind a beloved country; the deep and lasting
experience of millions of people – feels dated. An informs the reader about his own reading material psychological impact of exile; and the frustration
inability to empathize with hardship and persecu- (Toni Morrison; Elena Ferrante) and omits the of battling to regain your own agency.
tion is evident early on. By 2016 Afghanistan had inner life of his friend. A particularly tone-deaf Hope Not Fear tackles many of the same themes
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DAVID HERD those languages are openly and brutally mocked. (as opposed to anywhere else in western Europe)
The inquiry lingers over a moment when a member is indefinite – is integral and fundamental to the
of staff delays removing the ligature from a person hostile environment for which, as a state, the UK
T
HE CRISIS OF FORCED D I S PL AC E M E N T whose suicide attempt has been prevented, but for The people has sought to be known. Thus, a person whose asy-
caused by Vladimir Putin’s invasion of Ukraine whom the ligature is still causing visible pain. It is detained are lum claim is unresolved is vulnerable to detention
has again compelled people in the UK to reflect extremely difficult to watch; and, if and when one or re-detention at any moment. It is the brutal insti-
on how, as a state, we treat those seeking refuge. does watch, it is hard not to think that one is looking taunted, tutional fact that shapes their experience on a daily
Much has been said, rightly, about the way the pro- into the dark heart of the UK state. verbally basis, and which underpins and reinforces every
gramme of policies we know as the hostile environ- The inquiry has a specific remit. It is to “investi- abused in other form of degradation and abuse to which they
ment has produced an apparatus of refusal through gate the decisions, actions and circumstances sur- are subject. They can be detained without warning
which a person fleeing the present conflict will find rounding the mistreatment of individuals who were grotesque and without process; and, when detained, they do
it extremely difficult to pass. Much has also been said detained at Brook House Immigration Removal terms. The not know when they will be released. Detention is
about the profound hypocrisy of a government that Centre” between April 1 and August 31, 2017. The not incidental or extraneous: it is hard-wired into
continually reannounces its historic support (rarely time frame is determined by the Panorama investi-
abuse is the political culture that, for more than a decade
documented by evidence) for refugees while forcing gation, the period when Callum Tulley, an under- explicit and now, the UK has projected to people who might
through a bill that, by every measure other than the cover reporter, bravely wore a hidden camera while racist seek refuge.
government’s own, reneges on the UK’s commitment working as a member of the detention centre staff. But step back again. Take a look at the footage
to the UN’s Refugee Convention of 1951. These contra- The inquiry appears to be probing, and the culture and step back. What we see in those recordings of
dictions cut deep. We should remember them for of abuse disclosed by the footage is clearly well harm and violence and racist abuse, of sustained
future reference. As timing would have it, however, established, so one can hope that in its findings hostility towards human beings, is the institutional
there is currently another mirror we might look into the inquiry will go beyond its prescribed scope. It space the UK has created at the heart of its asylum
or through, another way of glimpsing the processes is possible that it will make far-reaching recommen- process for geopolitically vulnerable persons. It is
of hostility that, as a state, the UK has come to per- dations, and, who knows, perhaps we live in a shocking to watch, even if you thought you had
fect. That mirror is the inquiry, now concluding its political universe in which such recommendations some sense of what goes on, even if you have read
second phase, into abuses at the Brook House Immi- might be taken up; though the government’s con- accounts of the way people who are detained are
gration Removal Centre, a series of hearings that, as tinued commitment to offshore detention, with all treated. What the footage confirms, which is surely
eloquently as any testimony might, tells us where we the horrors (as documented by the Australian no surprise, is that the spaces of detention and the
have come to. example) that this would bring, makes any positive practices they give rise to are one and the same: that
The hearings, which started in November and political action highly unlikely. when the state decides that it can detain arbitrarily
resumed in February, are available on YouTube. Any- Whatever the findings, and whatever the recom- and indefinitely, it has already decided that those
body with an interest in these questions – which is, mendations, and whatever the political outcomes of whom it detains can be harmed.
perhaps, anybody – might want to take a look. The the process, we have to understand what the Brook If you watch the footage embedded in the Brook
proceedings are slow and the exchanges deliberate, House inquiry tells us. In legal and political terms, House inquiry, you could be forgiven for reaching
but periodically what they refer to is unbroadcast yes, but much more importantly in cultural and in the bleak conclusion that the UK state has rendered
footage from the television programme Panorama’s human terms. We have to come to an understanding David Herd is Professor itself constitutionally incapable of welcome; that its
undercover investigation into the treatment of of what the evidence playing out on YouTube tells of Modern Literature at practices are such, its way of treating people is such,
people detained in Brook House. The footage comes us about the practices of the UK state. the University of Kent that it has lost the capacity, institutionally, to wel-
with a warning. The inquiry is presented with images What we have to understand, first, is that deten- and co-organizer of the come people in. But that is not a conclusion it can
of harm: the suicidal self-harm of people detained tion – and the culture that produces and is gener- project Refugee Tales. be tolerable to draw. What the inquiry footage tells
arbitrarily and indefinitely, and the harm inflicted by ated by detention – is in no sense incidental to our His book Writing us, what we must allow it to tell us, is that the UK’s
detention centre staff. As the harm is inflicted, the political culture as a whole. At some level, no doubt, Against Expulsion in practices have to change. It must become a moment
people detained are taunted, verbally abused in gro- it is a desire to bracket the process, to annexe it, the Postwar World will when the state begins to learn the language of the
tesque terms. The abuse is explicit and racist, and that is driving the government’s fantasy of an off- be published by Oxford politics of welcome. And it can start by recognizing
as people speak in languages other than English, shore space. In fact, detention – which in the UK University Press that detention must end. n
A
Emma Watson and the model Sophie Dahl. (“It LICE U RBACH WAS THIRT Y-FOUR , recently Growing up in Berlin long after, Karina Urbach,
wasn’t until I looked her up afterwards that I widowed from a loveless marriage in which Caroline Moorehead Alice’s granddaughter, heard little of this story. She
realized she was well known.”) He is asked to speak her gambler husband had squandered her is the author of a knew that her grandmother had been a famous chef,
at conferences, where, among “the super-rich, money, when she began to cook. This was in 1920s quartet of books on but never thought to ask why her parents kept two
CEOs of multinational companies and newspaper Vienna, and she had two young sons to bring up. A resistance in the copies of the same cookbook on the shelf, one bear-
editors”, he feels himself entering “a parallel new generation of middle-class women, impover- Second World War ing Alice’s name, the other that of a stranger.
universe”; these people could “eradicate global Many of the best memoirs arise out of unexpected
poverty if they felt like it”. Akkad soon realizes troves of papers. Karina Urbach was already an
that he is generally valued only when he plays the established historian when a cousin presented her
part expected of him: the grateful refugee. “I was with a case containing dozens of letters and seven
pigeonholed… the subject of a film rather than a cassettes relating to Alice’s life. Papers took her back
filmmaker or co-creator.” When he tries to produce to the family’s beginnings, in a ghetto of what is now
work on his own terms, travelling to interview Bratislava, then to the founding of a successful textile
other refugees about their experiences, he is firm in Vienna. Most interesting, perhaps, was the
unpaid and uncredited. He also criticizes the story of Alice’s cookbook, and what it revealed about
methods of some story-hungry journalists: “They the German and Austrian publishing world.
re-traumatized someone, in order to get the exact Hitler’s decision to burn books in 1933 had been
reaction that they wanted for the film.” intended to cleanse the German-speaking world of
Akkad never loses faith in his fellow humans, undesirable Jewish writers. As antisemitism spread,
however, and, driven by a desire to contribute to 800 Jewish and anti-Nazi publishers and booksellers
the society in which he now finds himself, he signs emigrated from Germany and, after the Anschluss in
up to work as an NHS hospital cleaner during the 1938, Austria. Those who took their places often felt
Covid crisis. In some ways the final chapters of no scruples about helping themselves to the books
Hope Not Fear feel as if they belong to a different left behind, substituting the Jewish authors’ names
book, as he details the excruciating emotional toil with Aryan ones. Alice became Rudolf Rösch. While
of working in a Covid ward early in the pandemic. plagiarists and book thieves made good money,
But a connecting thread is the value society places especially on dictionaries and medical textbooks, the
on different people. Akkad eventually uses his real authors, most of them now destitute, fled; some
photography skills and large following on social committed suicide.
media to elevate the experiences of the cleaners Karina Urbach tells us what Alice did next. After
he works alongside in a series of powerful por- reaching Britain she found a position as pastry chef
traits, all the time making sure his subjects have in a grand country house, and Alice’s Book contains
control over their own image. “People have the entertaining passages dealing with the travails of this
right to tell their own stories, to own their own good-humoured woman as she navigates wartime
narratives”, he says. British food and British domestic service: “For a
Ensuring that there are outlets for people to do pastry chef like Alice, the jellies so popular in Britain
this is crucial, and a new literary journal – The were a culinary crime”. She was not a complainer.
Other Side of Hope, established in 2021 – features In time she ran a hostel for refugee Jewish girls in
fiction, poetry and essays by people from refugee Windermere, and later made her way to the US,
or migrant backgrounds. Some of the contributions where her sons had managed to find safety. She had
directly address exile. Others do not. The magazine not seen them for almost ten years. Energetic and
shows that “refugee literature” is anything but a cheerful, she was soon cooking again, eventually
static category; there are simply writers attempt- appearing on television as “the oldest cookery
ing, with varying degrees of style and success, to teacher in the world”. She died in 1983, at the age
address matters of universal human experience – of ninety-seven.
a desire to fit in; the weight of other people’s expec- Unlike Nazi art theft, about which there are many
tations; the loneliness of exile; the distance excellent books, there has been surprisingly little
between parents and children. In The Other Side research into the Nazi theft of Jewish authorship.
of Hope, writers are released from the narrow para– Alice’s own publisher, Ernst Reinhardt Verlag, con-
meters expected by much of the media, where, as tinued, long after the war, to stall and prevaricate,
Bänoo Zan, an Iranian-born poet and translator, dismissing her as both an incompetent writer and a
observes in her poem “To the Editor”: “In your bad cook while continuing to publish her cookbook
pages / My religion is perfect / My community is under the name of Rösch. Other firms, too, found it
perfect / My country is perfect / You exercise / inconvenient when Jewish writers survived the war
self-critique – the authentic critique – / but deny me and returned to reclaim their books. It was not until
the same right”. 2020 that exploitation by publishers was properly
As more people arrive in the EU every day, fleeing investigated. Only in 2021 were the rights to Alice’s
the war in Ukraine, it is crucial that we allow them book posthumously returned to her. As this engaging
to retain their complexities, conflicts and weak- memoir, smoothly translated by Jamie Bulloch,
nesses, because there is no line between “you” and makes clear, the theft of the cookbook remained for
“me”, only a set of circumstances that can change Alice’s entire life the symbol of everything that had
in a heartbeat. n been stolen from her. n
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Our friends in the north had “inky rapt eyes that flashed”.) Among writers,
Virginia Woolf alone seems to represent “woman-
kind”. Yet every time the book palls, Hodkinson
comes up with another diverting and often moving
Two memoirs that recall growing up in Sheffield and Rochdale segue. A beloved grandfather, who seems to have
had bipolar disorder, flits in and out of the narrative
like a revenant; in one passage we read of the
CATHERINE TAYLOR A few local pits remained in operation, and it was Sheffield, 1966 strange behaviour he started to exhibit soon after
evident everywhere that this had once been an he married Hodkinson’s grandmother. “He drew on
industrial landscape. Despite the fields and wood- the wedding photographs. On the wide-angle shot
MY OWN WORST ENEMY lands and reed-fringed ponds, this was still coal and of the assembly outside the church he daubed a pair
Scenes of a childhood steel country. of horns on his head and an arrow pointing down at
ROBERT EDRIC Edric’s family lived near the vast Parson Cross his feet.” Hodkinson’s parents were not unkind, as
272pp. Swift Press. £14.99. estate, which was built on farmland after the First Edric’s father was; but there were misunderstand-
World War, and expanded throughout the 1940s ings. When Hodkinson desperately needed glasses,
NO ONE ROUND HERE READS TOLSTOY and 1950s as people were moved from dilapidated his mother thought he was “showing off ”.
Memoirs of a working-class reader Victorian housing in Attercliffe and Heeley. In 1962, Edric passed the eleven-plus and went to gram-
MARK HODKINSON by then with the addition of Edric’s younger sister mar school. His memoir ends in 1974, when he
and brother, they moved into the city proper, to a left Sheffield for university in Hull; he was the first
368pp. Canongate. £16.99.
cramped two-up two-down on Idsworth Road, near in his family to go on to higher education. Hod-
Firth Park, a street that would some thirty years kinson’s rattles on into a different era, of recession,
later feature in the film The Full Monty. unemployment and underachievement. He went to
R
OBERT E DRIC WAS BORN in 1956, the year By the early 1970s the “smokeless zones” estab- a secondary modern, and his evocation of those
Anthony Eden’s government passed the Clean lished by law had extended to encompass the years, witty and compassionate, is one of the best
Air Act to reduce the heavy smogs known as whole of Sheffield. The paradox of this industrial, parts of his book. Barry Hines’s novel A Kestrel for
“pea-soupers” – caused largely by coal-burning fires part-rural city, surrounded by the hills and gritstone a Knave (1968) and Ken Loach’s film adaptation, Kes
– in which British towns and cities were regularly edges of the Peak District, comes alive in Edric’s (1969), are ingrained in the psyche of the north: the
cloaked. Even so, the Sheffield that emerges in his book (originally published by the Nottingham-based small unloved boy, his nasty older brother and his
tense and vivid memoir My Own Worst Enemy is not Shoestring Press). Each short, fluent chapter pro- pet kestrel. Their spirit imbues My Own Worst
dissimilar to the one that left George Orwell, in 1936, vides a pen portrait of family members, rituals, Enemy, but it is Hodkinson who explicitly nails it:
spluttering in shock: “It seems to me, by daylight, happenings, violent enmities and uneasy commu- “Billy Casper, the book’s protagonist, was the defini-
one of the most appalling places I have ever seen”. nity ties, under a fug of beer and cigarette smoke: tive emblem of a ragged generation. Everybody
Edric spent the first six years of his life in the “semi- “Almost every adult I knew smoked... twenty to forty knew a Casper – half-boy, half-pigeon, disowned by
rural” village of Ecclesfield, on the city’s northern cigarettes a day would be considered normal, sixty his family and his school, left to hobble through life
edges, and he evokes it with all the economy and not unusual”. Edric’s grandfather is glimpsed in his in a ten-bob anorak and half-mast trousers”.
skill of recall of the novelist he would become (his allotment in overalls, but the memoir is dominated One of the Caspers Hodkinson knew took his
first book, Winter Garden, won the 1985 James Tait by the figure of Edric’s father – a vain, preposterous own life in the mid-1980s. In the note he left for his
© SIMON WEBSTER/ALAMY
Black Memorial prize): bully of a man whose ruinously expensive toupée, Catherine Taylor is mother, read out at the inquest, he wrote that he
Along the valley bottom, amid scattered patches of bought on hire purchase, was his pride and joy. One editor of The Book of was “fed up with not having a job and feeling like
untended woodland and slowly settling slag heaps, chapter is splendidly and contemptuously devoted Sheffield: A city in I can’t get on properly with life like everyone else”.
there were forges, mills and a coking plant, all of to his jewellery: “he favoured heavy gold”, and short fiction, 2019. Forty years on, in an era of food banks and cuts to
which pumped smoke and steam into the air and wouldn’t be seen in public without it. Cufflinks, sig- The Stirrings, her universal credit, not to mention renewed concern
which made the sky glow at night. The beating of net rings, a link bracelet. “In summer the pale blond memoir of the city, will about the quality of the air we breathe, it seems that
distant machinery could almost always be heard. hairs of his chest caught in the links of his chains be published in 2023 Billy Casper has never gone away. n
Not afraid of Virginia Woolf Holtby’s chapter on Mrs Dalloway and To the Light-
house – “The Adventure Justified” – is both astute and
joyful. “There is very little ‘story’” in these
novels”, she observes; they rely instead on symbolic
Re-reading the critical memoir of a fellow novelist and metaphysical unities. Where Jacob’s Room was
cinematic, Mrs Dalloway is orchestral: “mind, senses,
the memory, external action, reference, like so many
ROHAN MAITZEN quence of this imbalance is that relatively few have Winifred Holtby by instruments, flutes, violins, drums, trumpets, playing
read Holtby’s examination of her celebrated contem- Frederick Howard together”. In To the Lighthouse Woolf’s metaphors
porary, who to her was not a “figure”, but “Mrs. Lewis, 1936; Virginia “have grown more fluid and they have overflowed
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LEASE TREAT ME with perfect frankness, Woolf ” (as she refers to her throughout): a real Woolf, 1925 into the action of the novel”: Mrs Ramsay “is the
like the dead”, Virginia Woolf wrote to woman and a peer, deserving of courtesy but not lighthouse, in some subtle way. The action, which in
Winifred Holtby in March 1931. Holtby, her- deference. Unaware and thus unafraid of the Virginia the first half of the book passes through her, is, in
self an established novelist, journalist and activist, Woolf we know today – high priestess of modernism, the second part, illuminated by her”. To the Light-
was writing a study of Woolf’s fiction; it would be the feminist icon, tragic genius – Holtby is as frank about house is, as Holtby sees and celebrates, a rare and
first book of its kind published in English. Woolf was her limitations as she is articulate about her achieve- perfect fusion of means and ends.
wary of such projects – “I must not settle into a ments. “I found it the most enthralling adventure”, Holtby’s study ends with The Waves, which com-
figure”, she wrote in her diary. She reluctantly she said of her decision to undertake a study of the pletes Woolf’s journey from prose to poetry. It is also
agreed to an interview, which she reported on to her writer “whose art seemed most of all removed from her most profound engagement with death.
sister Vanessa Bell with unpleasant condescension: anything I could ever attempt”. That spirit of bold In all of her novels, Holtby observes, Woolf “sets
“she is a Yorkshire farmer’s daughter, rather discovery shines through the book, which is at once life against death as though thus to discern more
uncouth, and shapeless”. To her friend Hugh Wal- generous, rigorous and – a rarity for literary criticism clearly what it means”, always asking “what is the
pole, Woolf sniffed that Holtby had “learned to read, – exhilarating. permanent, tangible thing left over when the flow
I’m told, while minding the pigs”. Holtby opens with a blunt assessment of “The and surge of time has stilled?”. In The Waves,
After this inauspicious meeting, Woolf provided Advantages of Being Virginia Stephen”. While she death is explicitly the enemy – “death, not only of
Holtby with details of her family history and acknowledges the difficulties of growing up the the body, but of the mind, the perceptive spirit,
“
arranged for her to get an advance copy of The Waves. daughter of a stern Victorian patriarch, Holtby the faculty by which man recognises truth” – and
Beyond that she kept a principled distance: “the less highlights young Virginia’s privileges, chief among Bernard’s ecstatic defiance at its conclusion might be
I poke my finger into your book the better”. When them having “free run of her father’s library”. This taken as Woolf’s own: “Against you I will fling myself,
Virginia Woolf: A critical memoir was published, it laid the foundation for what Holtby considered Holtby opens unvanquished and unyielding, O Death!” Against
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opened with a disclaimer that its subject had “neither Woolf’s foremost virtue as a thinker and writer: her with a blunt death, the author herself set this extraordinary
read my manuscript nor authorised any statement in “great regard for the truth”. “For all her delicacy, novel, which like all of her art is “an affirmation of
it”. Woolf told Holtby that she was glad of this, sensitiveness, and restricted contact with the world”, assessment life”.
because “I dont [sic] want to seem to prompt or Holtby says, “she was intellectually free, candid, and of ‘The “Prophecy is dangerous”, Holtby concludes about
inform my critics”. Yet she copied Holtby’s praise for unafraid.” Advantages of what lies ahead for Woolf. She may “continue to grow
The Waves into her diary, and when she finally That confidence could manifest as offhand elitism. in breadth and power as she grows in wisdom,” and
brought herself to read Holtby’s book, she was grati- Holtby quotes with wry amusement Woolf’s com- Being Virginia perhaps “the changing shape of the novel may make
fied, telling Holtby that “you have made an extremely ment in an early essay that “every second English- Stephen’ her obscurities clear and her strangeness familiar”.
interesting story out of [my] books, & I only wish, man reads French”: “that particular hyperbole was Holtby was not to know: she died of Bright’s disease
for all our sakes, that they had as much virtue in only possible to a woman brought up as Leslie in 1935, too soon to read The Years (which, like Three
them as you make out”. Stephen’s daughter had been brought up”. Yet Holtby Guineas, may well have been influenced by their
They met in person at least once more; their con- vigorously counters the still too commonplace view encounters) and well before Woolf’s suicide in 1941.
versation then about “professions” may have influ- of Woolf as a loftily detached aesthete: “her own For us, her unwitting ignorance turns out to be a gift.
enced Woolf ’s later, most overtly political book, sense of reality and of the importance of human The Woolf she knows has “a radiant acceptance of
Three Guineas. Woolf even proposed that Holtby beings kept her feet firmly on the ground”, counter- life”; Holtby’s exuberant study frees us to read her
write a memoir of her own for the Hogarth Press (an acting “the temptation to be rarefied”. She under- hopefully as well. Virginia Woolf: A Critical Memoir
idea that sadly went nowhere). After reading Vera stood that Woolf saw art as “an extension of reality” is insightful and eloquent: it and Holtby both deserve
Brittain’s tribute to Holtby, Testament of Friendship, and welcomed both “innovations in technique and to be better known. Re-reading it doesn’t just bring
she wrote to a mutual friend that “she had a good innovations in social custom”. Because Woolf chose Holtby out from under Woolf ’s shadow, though:
deal more to her than V.B. saw”. “the aesthetic method” rather than the didactic, through it, Woolf too steps out into the light. n
As Woolf clearly came to realize, Holtby was always however, her engagement with history and politics
more than a provincial petitioner. But Woolf’s initial is at once omnipresent and subterranean – thus, for For biographical information I am indebted to Herm-
disdain foreshadows the dramatic asymmetry in instance, although the First World War is present in ione Lee’s Virginia Woolf (1996) and Marion Shaw’s
their later reputations: today Woolf is pre-eminent in everything Woolf wrote after 1919, “we are allowed Rohan Maitzen is an The Clear Stream: A Life of Winifred Holtby (1999).
both literary history and the public imagination, to see its effects, not its actions”. English professor and Stephen Barkway edited and published the text of
while Holtby is known, if at all, primarily for her last Holtby’s book tells the story of Woolf’s ultimately literary critic. She lives Woolf’s letters to Winifred Holtby in the Virginia Woolf
and best novel, South Riding. One unfortunate conse- triumphant quest for new literary forms to fit her in Halifax, Nova Scotia Bulletin (Volume 32, September 2009)
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HINK TWICE before crossing the threshold untimely death in 1817, they came into the possession Kate Beckinsale as Both Kathryn Sutherland’s Jane Austen’s Textual
into Jane Austen’s unpublished writings. She of Cassandra, who distributed them to the next Lady Susan in Love Lives (2007) and Michelle Levy’s Literary Manu-
will become unknowable. Gone will be Jane generation at her own death in 1845. A nephew and and Friendship, 2016 script Culture in Romantic Britain (2020) represent
the purveyor of perfectly calibrated romance in two nieces then became guardians of the flame. They subtle elaborations of this thesis, demonstrating
muslin frocks, the font of gently corrective satire and conferred and, after considerable agonizing, the distinctive artistic achievement of the “scribal”
plain good sense, the dispenser of worldly wisdom tidied-up versions of the later draft manuscripts were works. Yet, as Levy adds, traces of overlap in the
on every topic from grammar to dating. You will lose reluctantly offered in the second edition of Edward “contact zone” between Austen’s two authorial
your soulmate and solace. The earliest composi- Austen-Leigh’s Memoir of “Aunt Jane” in 1871. The halves can also be found.
tions, mostly written before the age of seventeen, only sample brought forward from the juvenilia was, A list of shared features would include, for exam-
were carefully preserved in the form of three slender aptly, “The Mystery”, a minuscule dramatic skit writ- ple, her resistance to the domestic happy ending in
notebooks, leather-bound and grandly announced ten at the age of twelve, revolving hilariously around both published and unpublished works, chafing
on mock title pages: Volume the First, Second and total frustration of the audience’s curiosity. This against convention through irony and digression in
Third. The neat handwriting that emulates type- clampdown is most commonly put down to Victorian the former, and simply abandoning the story in the
script, and the elaborate dedications to family and prudery and clannish protectiveness, but another latter. For many readers the idiosyncratic speech of
friends, belie the contents. Enter and you will find possibility is the genuine bafflement of descendants. the minor characters is the chief joy of Austen’s
the world associated with her turned upside down, As one of them tried to explain, “I have always fiction, and Sanditon, featuring the enthusiastic sea-
as the young apprentice undertakes a rip-roaring thought it remarkable that the early workings of her side entrepreneur Mr Parker and his hypochondriac
demolition of the sentimental tradition of fiction she mind should have been in burlesque and comic exag- siblings, makes it very clear that it was hers as well.
inherited: mantraps in the shrubbery, elopements geration, setting at nought all rules of probable or Private jokes carry over into print. Anne Toner in Jane
and adultery in abundance, assault and battery, possible – when of all her finished and later writings, Austen’s Style (2020) argues that the remarkable
murder and suicide, civil war and even cannibalism. the exact contrary is the characteristic”. They too economy of means that distinguishes the published
In the first of the stories, “Frederic and Elfrida”, had lost the key. They resisted intense pressure from writings is the outgrowth of the compressed parodies
the intimacy between three families in a country a peer of the realm to make public the poem she had of the early years. Freya Johnston’s appropriately
village (later her signature plot) reaches such a pitch composed three days before her death, riffing off a meandering Jane Austen, Early and Late is a contri-
“that they did not scruple to kick one another out newspaper item on cancellation of a horse race meet- bution to the “Continuity” school, questioning
of the window on the slightest provocation”. Lady ing due to bad weather. Here, as in the other with- assumptions of linear development in Austen’s
Susan, fair-copied during the fallow period of nearly held pieces, Jane Austen did not seem to be herself. career, but quite as likely to wander into reflections
two decades between childhood scribbling and Even in the course of the twentieth century, when on Wordsworth’s asynchronous approach to curating
publication, and the basis for Whit Stillman’s film every last jotting came under intense scrutiny, mis- his poems, or the influence of Pope. Six thematic
Love and Friendship, is a Machiavellian fable with no givings remained about the dark side of her literary chapters trace paths through the wilderness of the
comeuppance. Two later fictional works survive as output. The Oxford don R. W. Chapman, who manuscripts into the uplands of the celebrated
substantial fragments, neither of them conforming to devoted a large part of his life to the editing of novels. Johnston observes connections, for instance,
the familiar romance template, both giving centre Austen’s writings, declared it might have been for between young Jane’s spoof “History of England”
stage to disruptive minor characters who won’t stop the best if the private material had been destroyed. parodying Oliver Goldsmith (several pages of her
talking. It is difficult to find safety even in the occa- Having published the first five volumes of his marginal heckling of his textbook History are repro-
sional verse. While a handful of poems dutifully standard Austen in 1923, it was not until 1954 that duced from the family copy as an appendix) and
memorialize family events, more characteristic is the he finally added a sixth volume of unpublished mis- mature Austen’s treatments of change, temporality
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hymn inspired by a suggestive surname: cellaneous pieces, pointedly titled Minor Works. The and the act of chronicling or interpreting the past.
Oh! Mr Best, you’re very bad, appalled reaction of E. M. Forster and others to the Sutherland, along with the late Brian Southam
And all the world shall know it; scholarly transcription of Sanditon in particular and the editors of the Cambridge University Press
Your base behaviour shall be sung reached its zenith with D. A. Miller’s dramatic pro- volumes of early and late manuscripts, has laid the
By me, a tuneful Poet. – nouncement in Jane Austen and the Secret of Style foundations for the current flourishing of interest. In
The works unpublished in her lifetime have some- (2003) that it amounted to “the formal ruination of her new edition of the unpublished works of the
thing of the unsettling effect on readers as the awk- the Austen Novel, as we have come to know it”. The middle to later years, as in the equivalent Cambridge
ward, half-finished sketch by her sister, Cassandra, puns, the alliteration, undermining the pellucid E. J. Clery is Professor edition, the most substantial pieces keep company
that remains (in spite of strenuous efforts) the only technique synonymous with her name, were intol- of English Literature with other surviving scraps, poems, opinions collected
authenticated portrait of the writer. erable! Still worse was the evidence of false starts: at Uppsala University from family and friends on Mansfield Park and Emma,
The close-knit Austen family has often been “the actual sight of her revisions is... as disturbing and the author of and “Plan of a Novel”, a farcical compilation of “help-
described as the key to the unpublished writings. as if, at the bottom of a vase filled with beautifully Jane Austen: The ful” hints received from readers in her circle. It is
One argument goes that these private works are dis- arranged flowers, we had caught a glimpse of thin banker’s sister, 2017, the sign of a major shift in critical opinion that Lady
tinguished from the public novels by their “confid- filigrees of blood where the stems had been cut”. and Eighteen Hundred Susan, The Watsons and Sanditon have been removed
ential” nature, and that the codes for interpretation By this token, the fifty pages of notes recording and Eleven: Poetry, by Oxford World’s Classics from their ignominious
are lost along with the members of the family circle revisions to the text at the back of the new Oxford protest and economic position, tucked away at the back of Northanger
in which they were shared and enjoyed. After Jane’s World’s Classics edition of Sanditon and other crisis, 2017 Abbey, and granted the dignity of standalone status. n
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traces this idea from the seventeenth-century Schism “So he, Stalin, erects an enormous altar and, to consignment of icons bearing the saint’s image. The
in Russian Orthodoxy to Alexander Dugin, the radical make us pure, offers sacrifice after sacrifice. Vast centre boasts a staff in the tens of thousands and
nationalist “magus” whose influence on the highest purgative sacrifices – entire hecatombs – are needed the most powerful supercomputer in Russia, which
political circles in Russia has long been a matter of to redeem our sins… He does everything he can to Sharov left us specifically serves, among others, the “Satan”
speculation, and who has written that “through the save us. The innocent dead will intercede and pray when the nuclear fleet. There could be no clearer illustration
Russian people will be realized the last thought of God, for us before the Lord, which is why, for as long as of the profound interdependence of the theology and
the thought of the End of the World”. the world is still in the grip of the Antichrist, we Russian world technology of hell.
“Satanodicy” was published in the commemorative too must help them save themselves from sin; began Sharov’s books, which trace the sources of his
volume Vladimir Sharov: Po tu storonu istorii (Vlad- after all, there’s no place for them on Earth either
sliding towards country’s satanodicy, may serve as an ironic and gro-
imir Sharov: On the far side of history, 2020), edited way. The main thing is this: by accepting their tesque commentary on “Satan’s” missiles. As if to say
by Mark Lipovetsky and Anastassia de La Fortelle. suffering here, they will be spared the torments of the kind of to readers: here is Russia’s gift to you, while from the
The following translation is based on an extract that the Last Judgement.” catastrophe novels you can learn just why it is that Russia loves
appeared on snob.ru on the third anniversary of Stalin, in this sectarian vision, becomes a kind of you so much and wants the end to come so soon.
Sharov’s death. saviour precisely because he is a relentless murderer
modelled by You’ve forgotten such a thing exists –
and the spawn of hell. According to this logic, God his own novels: a love that burns and kills!…
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HAT V LADIMIR S HAROV discovered in allows Satan to take over the world before His second ‘more hell!’
his books has not remained in the past: and final coming in order to save as many souls as We love flesh – its taste, its colour,
it defines the twenty-first century, and possible and gather them into His heavenly kingdom. its stifling, deathly smell…
not only in Russia. A mixture of politics and sect- In this schismatic belief that the world lieth in Are we to blame if your bones crunch
arianism, madness and pragmatism, utopia and evil and the more evil there is, the sooner it will in our heavy, tender clutches?
apocalypse. Although the chronology of Sharov’s blaze with a purgative fire, we find precisely the This “Scythian” love note, which Alexander Blok
novels is limited, as a rule, to the Soviet era, they “inside-out” faith that has impelled powerful polit- addressed to the world in 1918, was continued and
accurately divine the historical vector that extends ical, surreptitiously religious movements in the completed precisely a hundred years later in
into the post-Soviet era. twentieth and twenty-first centuries, both in Russia Tsarstvo Agamemnona. Sharov’s narrator sets out a
Two months after Sharov’s death, in October and in the world at large. sectarian world view that, he claims, has survived
2018, the Russian Orthodox Church (ROC) veered Sharov left us when the Russian world began even the deaths of its teachers and followers in the
sharply onto the path of schism by taking the deci- sliding headlong towards the kind of catastrophe Mikhail Epstein is Gulag. “The Antichrist – he is here already… which
sion to cut itself off from universal Orthodoxy. In modelled by his own novels: “more hell!”. By this Samuel Candler Dobbs means that the Promised Land itself, our land with
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other words it allied itself, in spirit and jurisdiction, logic, the world will become entirely “Russian” not Professor of Cultural all it has contained and contains, has given itself up
with the Old Belief, going back in time by reversing when a few more territories of Russia’s near abroad Theory and Russian to Satan and become an unclean kingdom.” By such
the seventeenth-century reforms of Patriarch Nikon, fall into its hands, but when it (the world) no longer Literature at Emory reasoning, it is out of love for “our” brothers, for all
which had brought Russian Orthodoxy closer to the exists at all. The void will open, or nuclear ash will University and the humanity, that “we” must save this kingdom from
Greek rite. As a result, the ROC ceased to be “Greek- fall, and all Sharov’s sectarians and passion-bearers author, most recently, itself. This logic, Sharov shows, is rooted in the very
Catholic”, or “Greek-Russian”, as it was often offi- will find their place at the end of history towards of Ideas Against nature of schism, which is splitting the “Russian
cially known. Instead, the “truth of the Old Belief” which they have striven so single-mindedly. Sharov, Ideocracy: Non-Marxist world” from the rest of the world and which, in the
won the day in the ROC. Now it is not only the to an even greater extent than Andrei Platonov, is a thought of the name of “salvation”, burns and kills. n
western, Catholic-Protestant world but also the writer of the apocalypse bearing down on the planet late Soviet period
contemporary Orthodox and, first and foremost, from the direction of those well-armed “Magi of the (1953–1991), 2022 Translated by Oliver Ready
Revolution
This astonishing set piece, which the narrator of ated by an epileptic narrator who retells the linked
Vladimir Sharov’s Be as Children frames as a piece life stories of several half-mad, peripatetic visionar-
of archival research, typifies the intermingling of ies. Through their journeys he explores the bounda-
magic realism and historical context in this extra- ries and intersections of the tsarist and Soviet
ordinarily rich and delicately plotted novel. The empires and the Orthodox Church. Be as Children
Sharov’s alternative history of abundance of bezprizorniki, or homeless children revisits many familiar Sharovian themes: fugue
(literally, “the unsupervised”; translated here as states and senility; homelessness and state institu-
Soviet Russia “the untended”), did pose an existential threat to tions; religious apocalypse and symbolic self-sacri-
the emergent Soviet Union. Lenin’s wife, Nadezhda fice. New here is the emphasis on childhood. While
MUIREANN MAGUIRE Krupskaya, the chair of the government’s education none of the main characters is a child, they all strive
committee, counted seven million of them in 1923; (or urge others) to become childlike, whether
now scholars estimate the number to have been up through playacting, genuine innocence, Shake-
BE AS CHILDREN to ten million. Despite numerous initiatives to con- spearean second-childishness or an eerie game of
VLADIMIR SHAROV fine and re-educate them, state resources and hide-and-seek transformed into a search for a mis-
Translated by Oliver Ready infrastructure were inadequate to manage the laid soul.
493pp. Dedalus. Paperback, £12.99. masses of children abandoned or orphaned after Sharov died in 2018, after completing his final
the successive traumas of the First World War, the novel, Tsarstvo Agamemnona (The Kingdom of Aga-
Civil War, poverty and famine. Felix Dzerzhinsky, memnon). Be as Children was first published in Rus-
I
N M AY 1923 , something strange happens in the the Cheka’s notoriously brutal leader, served from sian in 2008; it is the third of Sharov’s novels to
sleepy Russian coastal town of Taganrog: hun- 1921 on a special children’s commission dedicated appear in English, all sensitively and skilfully trans-
dreds of children, armed with stolen weapons, to rescuing and rehousing street children in state- lated by Oliver Ready. As the storyline switches
take over the local orphanage. Sons and daughters run institutes. among invented lectures, imaginary memoirs, dia-
of local Communist Party members reinforce the Sharov rewrites this history in his own way. The logue, prayer and confession, the tone varies unpre-
orphans. The children refuse to surrender the build- real Lenin suffered his first stroke in 1921 and died Muireann Maguire is dictably from the casual to the elegiac. Narrative
ing, even when the Cheka, the much-feared Soviet in 1924. But he never underwent a religious conver- Professor of Russian chains of apparently serendipitous recollection and
security police, surround it. On the night of May 23, sion, as implied in the novel; nor did he insist that and Comparative association barely mask a profound religious sym-
seven brigades of children clad in white chiffon homeless children were essential to redeeming Literature at the bolism. Ready matches Sharov’s tone and style,
tunics – their faces obscured by brown paper masks the human suffering of the Revolution, as Sharov University of Exeter. even when challenged by a passage of unconven-
– march in formation down to the shoreline and suggests. He certainly never exchanged letters with Her most recent tional verse (a keen, commissioned for Lenin’s
onto the liquid surface of the Sea of Azov, following Trotsky and Dzerzhinsky about organizing and collection of death) or a Russo-Aramaic counting rhyme. This
a shimmering pathway of moonlight towards the equipping a Soviet children’s crusade to Palestine. translations, White edition includes a foreword by the translator and an
distant Holy Land. Their geography teacher, a Sharov’s Lenin, already drifting into aphasia, learns Magic: Russian afterword by Caryl Emerson, who is (with Ready)
former Orthodox priest, prays over them with a code of communication by touch from a deaf-and- émigré tales of the foremost anglophone authority on Sharov’s
increasing fervour whenever the miraculous path dumb orphan – which the dying man schemes to mystery and terror, semi-fictional peregrinations through the haunted
threatens to fail. Whether thanks to his words or to adapt for use by his army of homeless, crusading appeared in 2021 tundra of Russian history. n
In the margins of history Stalin also read widely in biography, history, inter-
national relations, military affairs, philosophy and
science. Bismarck seems to have fascinated him, as
did the works of Robert Vipper, the (non-Marxist)
Stalin’s favourite reading historian of antiquity and medieval Europe, espe-
cially his biography of Ivan the Terrible. So is Vipper
to blame for Stalin’s rehabilitation of the sixteenth-
LEWIS H. SIEGELBAUM and world literature. But how many of them did he century tsar and his security apparatus, the dreaded
read? The majority did not contain his ex-libris oprichniki? Roberts isn’t so sure. Vipper’s history of
stamp. Among those that did, Lenin’s publications the Roman empire may have been marked up more
STALIN’S LIBRARY were most numerous – no surprise there – followed than any other book in Stalin’s collection, but “Alas,
A dictator and his books by Stalin’s own books; those of Grigory Zinoviev, these pometki are probably not Stalin’s”.
GEOFFREY ROBERTS his one-time ally in the intra-party squabbles of the Roberts concedes that “no smoking guns are to be
272pp. Yale University Press. £25. 1920s and eventual victim of the Great Terror; then found anywhere in the remains of Stalin’s library”.
Marx; then Nikolai Bukharin and Lev Kamenev, The Stalin who comes across here is “no psycho-
leading Bolsheviks who suffered the same fate as path”, “not the self-pitying type”; he is, by contrast,
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E VOLU T IONA RY , state-builder, modern- Zinoviev; and Molotov, who survived Stalin by “willing to learn from even the most despised
iser, monster, genius, genocidaire, war- more than thirty years. His arch-enemy Trotsky opponents” and, at times, quite genial. The author
lord – these are just a few of his featured was represented by some twenty-eight titles, the largely agrees with the Dutch historian Erik van
lives”, writes Geoffrey Roberts towards the end of same number as the German Social Democrat Ree, who also studied “every single one of Stalin’s
this, the latest of many biographies of Stalin. And Karl Kautsky. Interestingly, Stalin not only read annotations”, that they reveal “a creature of the
now, “bookworm”. The author of biographies of but occasionally indicated approval of what Trotsky rationalist and utopian west European revolutionary
Georgy Zhukov (“Stalin’s general”) and Vyacheslav wrote, including the latter’s attacks on the “rene- tradition that began with the Enlightenment”. He
Molotov (“Stalin’s Cold Warrior”), Roberts has pro- gade” Kautsky. apparently did little, if any, recreational reading.
duced a relatively compact, engagingly written study We know about Stalin’s reactions because almost Movies screened at Stalin’s dacha in Kuntsevo, a
of the Soviet leader as an intellectual. Contrary to 400 books have survived with his markings, or short ride from the Kremlin, seemed to play that
some other analyses that stress the segmented pometki. It turns out that Stalin marked up his books role. Rather, he was moved to read material that
nature of Stalin’s life, even his capacity to reinvent the same way most people do, or at least the way “reflected immediate and pressing political con-
himself as circumstances dictated, Stalin’s Library they did before digitization. He underlined certain cerns”. From his books he received not only
emphasizes continuity. “The young Stalin and the passages, sometimes with double lines; placed verti- information, but formulations and ideas. Not an
mature man are recognisably the same person”, cal strokes or “NB” in the margins to otherwise original thinker, he used what he read to simplify,
Roberts argues, in the sense that he “read and indicate importance; and made brief comments. clarify and popularize.
marked books in 1952 in much the same way he did Some of these, such as “yes, it is” (tak) and “spot Even as he slaughtered erstwhile comrades, to say
in 1922 – actively, methodically and with feeling.” on” (metko), he used to register support, as in the nothing of recalcitrant peasants and others deemed
Basing his interpretation both on what Stalin read case of Trotsky’s comments on Kautsky. Others Lewis H. Siegelbaum “enemies of the people”, Stalin remained commit-
and on how he did so, the author contends we can expressed doubt (m-da) or bemusement – as in “ha is Jack and Margaret ted to the “unremitting pursuit of socialism and
not only “get to know him from the outside in”, but ha” (kha-kha) and “hee hee” (khi-khi). Still others Sweet Professor communism”. The world glimpsed through his eyes
also “glimpse the world through his eyes”. such as “fool”, “swine”, “liar” – epithets directed at Emeritus of History was a frightening place. It has become so again.
Stalin’s library is estimated to have contained both Trotsky and Kautsky – conveyed irritation. at Michigan State Whether or not dictators of Stalin’s ilk will emerge
19,500 books, mostly the classics of Russian, Soviet More loquacious comments were rare. University once more, they are unlikely to be as well read. n
“P
ENS SEEM SO MUCH cleaner instruments our enemies unwilling that their children should The Paris Peace resilience” (Blockadefestigkeit), which often involved
than bayonets”, William Arnold-Forster be born”. Conference, 1919 the very territorial aggrandizement that sanctions
commented sardonically in 1920. To be Although he acknowledged the blockade’s horrific were intended to prevent. International animus
sure, during the First World War a desk officer in reality, Arnold-Forster was not advocating for the ratcheted up in turn.
Whitehall could push paper all day, then head to abolition of economic warfare. On the contrary, This dynamic surely was not what the victors
the Savoy for dinner, dapper in his uniform and a he thought the instrument offered much hope for gathered at the Paris Peace Conference in 1919
world away from the gore of the trenches. But as the postwar world. Transform the wartime practice intended. They believed multilateral coercive power
a former administrator of the allied blockade of of blockade into a peacetime policy of sanctions and was essential for their new liberal order to survive.
Germany, Arnold-Forster knew that, no matter how the League of Nations would have a powerful tool The economic weapon appeared well suited to the
spotless his jacket, his pen shed more blood than to prevent revisionist states from undermining the task. In an interdependent global economy, it had
any bayonet. The blockade he helped to design international order. The imperative of economic enormous potential as punishment; it could also
contributed to mass starvation and hundreds of intercourse would trump the lust for land. Indeed, be nimble, targeting imports or exports, finance or
thousands of deaths. Operating under the brutal the consequences of isolation appeared so grim travel. The delegates thus incorporated sanctions
calculus of total war, it aimed, he wrote, “to make that proponents believed the mere possibility in the League’s Covenant, and the policy had some
success in the 1920s, with the threat of sanctions
halting border clashes in the Balkans.
“
The true test, however, was not against bit players,
but great powers. Here, collective security failed. In
confronting fascist aggression, the League operated
Rather than in difficult circumstances, not least the absence of
prevent the the United States and the onset of the Great
Depression. Mulder adds to our understanding of
Second World this failure by arguing that interwar sanction policy
War, he was itself destabilizing. Memories of the allied
suggests, the blockade – and what he considers the erroneous
belief in its military decisiveness – pushed Berlin,
prospect of Rome and Tokyo to seek self-sufficiency. This imper-
sanctions ative manifested through territorial conquest as well
as economic policy (even trying to turn available
hastened it coal into much-needed liquid fuel). The demo-
cracies then worried that vigorous use of the eco-
nomic weapon would accelerate these efforts and
thus rarely pulled the trigger, leaving the aggressors
unpunished. It should be noted that economic
appeasement – the idea that peace required guaran-
teeing, instead of restricting, access to raw materials
– also explains some of this hesitancy, though
Mulder does not explore this angle in depth.
Rather than prevent the Second World War, he
suggests, the prospect of sanctions hastened it.
While his analysis is trenchant throughout, one
cannot help wondering whether an earlier, more
forceful, more universal application of the eco-
nomic weapon might have made a difference; at the
very least, one wishes the liberal powers had tried.
The dictators were certainly glad they did not.
When sanctioning Italy, the League decided against
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‘I am not tragically colored’ ing Black vernacular forms into Standard English.
“This”, the editors write, “was a most radical act,
a spirited declaration of the need to recover the
essence of Black creativity in the sublime artefacts
Essays by a leading light of the Harlem Renaissance of the Southern unreconstructed slave past.”
Elsewhere, anticipating the taut, confident prose
of James Baldwin’s early essays, “What White Pub-
DOUGLAS FIELD and gay male desire, scandalizing its readers and Zora Neale Hurston, lishers Won’t Print” boldly claims: “For the national
casting Hurston as a troublemaker. Her close friend- Belle Glade, Florida, welfare, it is urgent to realize that the minorities do
ship with Hughes, at first an ally who shared her 1935 think, and think about something other than the
YOU DON’T KNOW US NEGROES conviction in the artistry of folk culture, ended acri- race problem”. Other essays employ an idiom more
And other essays moniously as the pair feuded over the co-authorship obviously rooted in folklore, including “High John de
ZORA NEALE HURSTON of their play Mule Bone, the subject of Yuval Taylor’s Conquer”, where a trickster figure who survived
464pp. HQ. £20. recent volume Zora and Langston: A story of friend- slavery “waits to return when his people shall call
ship and betrayal (TLS, May 22, 2020). him again”. Hurston’s caustic wit is frequently dis-
Hurston’s spats with leading male cultural and played, as in her satire of the Jamaican activist
I
N HER ESSAY “Characteristics of Negro Expres- political luminaries, which exhibited her trademark Marcus Garvey, who with “rare insight... saw that the
sion”, published towards the end of the Harlem blend of Southern eloquence and venom, are among redeeming of the continent of Africa would take
Renaissance, Zora Neale Hurston asserted that the most engaging pieces in You Don’t Know Us time”. Some essays unravel the tapestry of scholar-
fighting in African American culture is a high art Negroes. In New Masses, a notorious Marxist maga- ship that depicts Hurston as an unimpeachable
in which “Discord is more natural than accord”. zine, Richard Wright condemned her most famous feminist, a role she has enjoyed for thirty years.
Hurston, whose career spanned the New Negro novel, Their Eyes Were Watching God (1937), for pan- In “The Lost Keys of Glory”, one of several pieces
movement and the early days of the campaign for dering to white readers; Hurston, rising to this that explore the intersections of race and gender,
civil rights, was one of the twentieth century’s challenge, wrote a withering review of Wright’s Uncle feminism is described as a “mirage” and “the light
great contrarians, for which this collection provides Tom’s Children (1938), calling the stories “so grim that failed”. Hurston proclaims here, “let no woman
“
bountiful evidence. Her short story “Spunk” was that the Dismal Swamp of race hatred must be where deceive herself that she ever impresses men by her
published in the landmark anthology The New Negro: they live”. In the academic journal Opportunity, intellect”, explaining that women “get along in the
An interpretation (1925), a volume of fiction, poetry meanwhile, Locke accused her of simplifying her professions or in public life because some man in
and essays by leading African American and Carib- Black American characters. “But when will the Negro Hurston’s power is impressed by our femininity”.
bean authors, but she was at loggerheads with its novelist of maturity who knows how to tell a story debates Race and gender would become the focal point of
editor, Alain Locke, the soi-disant midwife of the convincingly”, Locke asked, “come to grips with her journalism during the last decade of her life.
Harlem Renaissance. motive fiction and social document fiction?” Hurston underscore her Writing for the Pittsburgh Courier in the 1950s, she
Hurston’s story, which drew on her childhood in wrote an essay in response – which the journal opposition to covered the trial of Ruby McCollum, a well-to-do Afri-
the all-Black town of Eatonville, Florida, employed declined to print – in which she claimed that Locke those who can woman who murdered her lover, a white doctor
regional dialect to capture the superstition of the “pants to be a leader, and in his eagerness to attract and state senator-elect. “Here was a woman – a Negro
rural South. When a bobcat confronts the epony- attention he rushes at any chance to see his name insisted that woman”, Hurston wrote, in a rare moment in which
mous protagonist, he believes the animal is the mani- in print, however foolish his offering”. the literary her voice can be heard from within the constraints
festation of the man he recently killed, that “it was Hurston’s debates with Wright and Locke under- of reportage, “with the courage to dare every fate,
Joe done sneaked back from Hell!”. Although Locke score her opposition to those who insisted that the
culture of to boldly attack every tradition of her surroundings
claimed in the introduction to The New Negro that literary culture of Black America should be one of Black America and even the age-old laws of every land.”
new Black art would revive the “folk spirit”, he protest. “I am not tragically colored”, Hurston should be one During the 1940s and 1950s, Hurston drifted
believed the use of Black dialect simplified and cari- declared in “How It Feels to Be Colored Me”, adding: further to the right. Her deep-seated suspicion of
catured African American culture. Hurston’s use of “I do not belong to the sobbing school of Negrohood
of protest communism – “it is amazing how commies can hang
folk culture sat at odds with his aesthetic for the New who hold that nature somehow has given them a on to a mere notion in the face of facts” – was
Negro, which celebrated Black American culture – lowdown dirty deal and whose feelings are all matched by her disillusionment with the National
provided that it sat within the bounds of propriety hurt about it”. In “Art and Such” she laments that Association for the Advancement of Colored People,
– even as he championed European modernism. “The one subject for a Negro is the Race and its the leading political organization for Black Ameri-
During the 1920s W. E. B. Du Bois counselled Black suffering”, concluding that Black American art has cans. Most surprisingly, perhaps, she opposed the
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American writers on the politics of respectability suffered as a consequence: the “idea was not to Supreme Court’s decision to desegregate schools,
while insisting that all art should be propaganda, two produce literature – it was to ‘champion the race’”. insisting that Black American schools should see
directives Hurston wilfully ignored. She marched out And while she made her name during the Harlem “Growth from within”. As the editors point out,
of step with the Black bourgeoisie as well as “the Renaissance as a short-story writer, in the titular “Hurston maintained that the purpose of the Black
overseers” of the New Negro movement, as she essay of this volume she claims that “Negro reality Douglas Field teaches writer was both to lift the Veil and to allow the Black
dubbed Locke and Du Bois. In the mid-1920s Hurston is a hundred times more imaginative and entertain- at the University of experience to speak in its own voice, in all of its
founded the literary magazine Fire!!, along with the ing than anything that has ever been hatched up Manchester. He is the sublime resonance – good and bad, positive and
poet Langston Hughes and other bright young things. over a typewriter”. As the editors explain in their co-editor of Harold negative”. The essays in You Don’t Know Us Negroes,
The ill-fated publication, which produced only one introduction, “what she wanted instead was a Norse: Poet maverick, served well by careful notes, allow Hurston to emerge
issue before folding, included stories of prostitution revelation of the richness and complexity of Black gay laureate, 2022 as contradictory, uneven, lively and brilliant. n
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RIDGET R ILEY AT NINET Y looks magnificent leading Op Art artist, a term she has lived down and “Rêve” by Bridget are getting along by the skin of our teeth. We can
in her survey exhibition at Yale. Courtney outpainted. The reputation came in part from her Riley, 1999 just stop ourselves from being swallowed by the
Martin, the director of the Yale Center for intense desire to arrest and hold the viewer’s atten- vortex of “Blaze 4” as it curls and circles downward
British Art, has made good use of the Louis Kahn tion. The repetitive monochrome compositions, to its over-bright plughole.
building. She has hung the black-and-white paintings tightly and intricately composed, had a dizzying, I am not so sure how long we could exist in the
of the early 1960s in the compressed galleries of the even migraine-inducing effect – what the curator world of “Exposure”, the epic fifteen-foot painting
third floor, thus adding to their power to transfix the John Elderfield once described as “a highly, even that launches the entire show. How could we stand
viewer’s gaze, and given the increasingly brilliantly alarmingly, mobile visual field”. Riley herself has or withstand the endless surging movement that
coloured paintings from 1967 onwards the flowing referred to “stabilities and instabilities” in her paint- sweeps from corner to corner? The beauty and
spaces of the second floor, allowing them to breathe ings. In 1965, William Seitz, then curator of paintings lyricism of its rhythmic progression do not
and float. The division perfectly mirrors an artistic and sculpture at the Museum of Modern Art in New disguise our fear of being swallowed by this flow
career spread over seven decades. York, selected Riley’s painting “Current” for the of natural forces.
The early black-and-white paintings won Riley cover of the catalogue for the museum’s exhibition Riley emancipated herself and her art from the
immediate fame and a superficial sobriquet as the The Responsive Eye. It brought her worldwide fame. constrictions of the black-and-white paintings with
the adoption of grey as a tone midway between the
two, and of the atmospheric qualities grey naturally
“
possesses. In these early works grey gives the
impression of fading the edges of a composition,
loosening its obsessive grip over the eye. In time
The repetitive grey became an expressive force in its own right,
monochrome like a fog or force between the viewer and picture.
By 1968 Riley was painting in colour with such
compositions, conviction and confidence that she won the inter-
tightly and national prize for painting at the Venice Biennale,
intricately the first woman and the first Briton to do so. Her
early colour paintings, such as the “Late Morning”
composed, had series or “Chant 2”, were as original and innovative
a dizzying, as the black-and-white paintings had been earlier.
Large in scale, they consist of tightly knit vertical
even migraine- stripes of colour with a narrow interval of canvas
inducing effect between them.
For all the austerity of the composition, the
effect is strikingly rich and ambiguous, with an
abundance of after-images unsettling the taut
frame-to-frame structure. These are light-generating
pictures. It is clearly daylight that filters through
the “Late Morning” paintings. The richer the
chromatic effect (as in “Chant”), the more palpable
the glow of light.
Colour changed the relationship between Riley’s
paintings and the world. Brought up on the Cornish
coast, she has always been acutely aware of her
cultivation along the banks of the Nile. The master- Riley’s understanding of the inherent volatility bring Riley to the threshold of abstract figuration.
piece “Vein” (1985) is structured around five dark and instability of colour is clearly on view. If the Broadly drawn shapes, reminiscent of Matisse,
green vertical stripes. They throw into relief the abstract condition of the black-and-white paintings move in balletic rhythms that produce patterns of
rich, warm stripes bunched between these com- of twenty years earlier is traumatic and calamitous, flesh-coloured shapes interwoven with the green
manding greens. Maryam Ohadi-Hamadani, who the condition of the later paintings is nothing short and blue of nature. They could well form the decor
makes the point well in her essay in the online of heroic. Withstanding all forces, the grid is like a for a Diaghilev ballet, so mesmeric are their
catalogue, quotes Riley on the great change colour central article of faith that sustains the artist rhythms.
brought to her work and her fundamental beliefs: through all the tempests of life. For an artist who has made austerity an object of
“The preoccupation with methods of perception To be fair and accurate, not every painting is filled belief and practice, “Rêve” and “Enchant”, with
quietly shifted to the background. From then on, I with Sturm und Drang. The beautifully modulated their decorative opulence, are daring departures.
was trying to paint sensation”. “Reflection 2” has a dense, intimate colloquy of Their startling beauty carries the day and makes us
The final astonishment and acclaim must be warm and cool tonalites. Each part of the painting admire this artist, prepared to set out on a new path
reserved for the brilliant series of paintings from seems to be listening to the next, the whole is more in her late sixties. Bridget Riley: Perceptual abstrac-
the mid-1980s to the early years of this century. important than its parts and unity is all. Elsewhere tion has the feel of great art – a painter of our time
The first group shares the same structure: a in this group, as in the clear and urgent “New Day”, Patrick McCaughey’s who measures up to the founders of abstract art,
gridded surface is rained down on, assaulted, Riley takes her art into the fresh air, where strong, edition of The Diaries to Mondrian, Malevich and Kandinsky. How else can
threatened by a series of diagonal shapes that clear light produces a labyrinth of overlapping of Fred Williams 1963– we explain why Riley moves us so deeply? n
seems to multiply ceaselessly even as one looks at shapes. Shadow and substance vie with each other 1970 will be published
the painting. The grid sustains itself – it does not for dominance. by the Miegunyah A digital catalogue for Bridget Riley: Perceptual
buckle under – yet the encounter can be furious to Two extraordinary paintings, “Rêve” and Press at the University abstraction is available from the website of the Yale
the point of annihilation. “Enchant”, end this multivalent exhibition. They of Melbourne Center for British Art
True to the age of thirteen. She was only eighteen when the
October Revolution of 1917 replaced the centuries-
long system of imperial Russia with a radically trans-
formed socialist state, and like many of her age she
electrical engineer and Orthodox priest who became
Yudina’s lifelong friend, was eventually forced into
working on plans to electrify the entire Soviet Union.
“Father Pavel started his work as an electro-techni-
D
URING THE TITLE SCENE of Armando Ian- Kuzma Petrov-Vodkin and the writer Yevgeny Zam- also had a deep understanding of Beethoven, and
nucci’s satire The Death of Stalin, the seventy- yatin were all members of the philosophical circles her interpretation of [Beethoven sonata] op. 111 was
four-year-old Soviet leader, standing in his in which Yudina moved. especially remarkable”, Shostakovich said. “She held
office at his dacha in Kuntsevo, is handed a gramo- Rightly, Yudina’s extraordinary musical perform- your attention completely in the second movement,
phone recording, which he hastily puts on. Over the ances brought her fame, but her many eccentricities which is so hard to grasp; the music’s inner tension
crackle of the disc, we hear the beginnings of also attracted ridicule. After receiving her fee at the never wavered for a second.”
Mozart’s Piano Concerto 23 in A major, performed end of concerts, she would often distribute the During the Nazi blockade of Leningrad from 1941
by the Soviet pianist Maria Yudina. The night before, money among any members of the audience who to 1944, Yudina played repertoire that emphasized
Stalin had heard Yudina perform this on the radio; came to the green room. “Money is to be used, to the patriotic – from Glinka to Rachmaninov, Borodin
he enjoyed it so much, he demanded it be recorded be spent”, she would say. On one occasion Yudina to Prokofiev – as well as Felix Mendelssohn in
so he could hear it again. A handwritten letter slips borrowed shoes for a concert, only to take them off response to the Nazi ban on his music. When the
out of the disc jacket onto the floor, and Stalin picks while playing and leave them on stage under the Red Army eventually broke through the blockade,
it up. “I pray for your end and ask the Lord to forgive stool when she finished. Yudina was part of the Soviet government’s three
you”, the letter – written by Yudina herself – begins. The intellectual freedom of these early years did brigades of artists sent to entertain the city’s
At that moment, with the sound of Yudina’s inter– not last long, but Yudina, a disciple of philosophical exhausted civilian population. In an endearing
pretation of Mozart playing in the background, Stalin exploration, never conformed to Soviet dogma. By exchange that encapsulates Yudina’s guileless sus-
suffers a heart attack and drops to the floor. 1920 the persecution of religion in the Soviet Union ceptibility to the passion of the moment, the revered
It is a dramatic scene, but one that probably had already begun: monasteries were shut down Soviet pianist and pedagogue Heinrich Neuhaus
never happened. In Playing with Fire: The story of and the church and the state were separated under asked her why she played Bach’s preludes and
Maria Yudina, pianist in Stalin’s Russia, the first bio- Lenin’s orders. Yudina made it a rule not to talk fugues so loudly in a performance. “But Heinrich
graphy of Yudina written in English, the writer and about religion with her students at the Leningrad Gustavovich, we’re at war!”, Yudina replied.
cellist Elizabeth Wilson illuminates the life of one Conservatoire, but owned up to them when asked. It is as disturbing as it is grimly unsurprising to
of twentieth-century Russia’s most brilliant pianists In an obligatory questionnaire at the conservatory in learn the extent to which the classical music world
and uncompromising intellectuals. Through her 1925, Yudina wrote that while she agreed with many bore the paranoid scrutiny that Stalin unleashed on
meticulous research, Wilson disabuses us of the aspects of the Russian Communist Party, “I cannot almost every other Soviet institution. Admittedly,
many legends that surround Yudina’s peculiar join it because of my idealistic and religious views”. Yudina did not suffer as much as composer friends
character: she was probably not Stalin’s favourite As Stalinism entered its most repressive decade, such as Shostakovich and Prokofiev; but because she
pianist, she did not send Stalin an angry letter, and Yudina, mocked as a “nun’s habit in the Faculty” for refused to renounce religion and was dedicated to
she did not sleep in a coffin. (It was a bathtub.) But her routine of always wearing a floor-length black helping victims of Soviet oppression, her career
Yudina’s life was still a feast of the unlikely and dress, was accused of religious fascism in a vicious oscillated between fame and disgrace. In 1960 she
the sensational. Against the backdrop of continuous news article in 1930 and dismissed from her teaching lost another teaching job, this time at Moscow’s
Communist repressions, it is remarkable that this job at the Leningrad Conservatoire. This defence of Gnessin Academy. After a life of musical curiosity,
Jew turned Orthodox Christian survived the most her religious beliefs also cost her the right to ration long-lasting friendship and spiritual contemplation,
oppressive years of Stalinism and avoided the cards: “effectively, the unemployed, priests and Yudina died penniless in 1970, at the age of seventy-
imprisonment, exile or execution that felled so vagrants were all treated as pariahs, and had to buy one, in a Moscow hospital. Her death was caused by
many of her contemporaries. food in open markets where it was sold at exorbitant an error in medication. She had never owned her
Yudina was born to a Jewish family in 1899 in prices”, Wilson tells us. In a scene that encapsulates Nadia Beard is a own piano and had spent much of her life in debt,
Nevel, a town in the Pskov region. Her gift for music the jarring contradictions contained within the writer and pianist but, spurred by her convictions, she had braved
took her to St Petersburg and its conservatoire at the Soviet system, Father Pavel Florensky, a noted based in Tbilisi many dangers to live “Con fuoco”. n
‘I recall The Voids sets out to do. Our narrator, we learn, lives
alone on the fourteenth floor of a condemned
high-rise where all maintenance has ceased. Until
recently he had worked as a journalist on one of
passing those free newspapers that the lower sort dole out
to inattentive passers-by outside railway stations, but
he has lost – or thrown away – this job, along with
through
the woman he allegedly loves, after a series of cringe-
inducing and quite hilariously related binges, and
he is now in full-on, self-loathing, nihilistic freefall.
Elaborate accounts of days-long benders are integral
pubs’
to the Scottish literary tradition, but O’Connor sets
the bar high:
I recall passing through a series of pubs, like a
worn thread through the eye of so many needles.
There were parts of the city I didn’t recognise, and
Redemption – and revenge – in rooms and flats in houses I didn’t recognise. There
were further cosmetic transformations. And per-
novels of Glasgow’s ‘lower sort’ fumes and warm skin and mouths I was lost in. Yet
none of my memories stitched together. Rather, it
JOHN BURNSIDE was an unstitching ... I remember calling my work
with one excuse for not being able to make it in,
forgetting I’d done so, then hours later, calling
YOUNG MUNGO again with a completely different excuse. I think
DOUGLAS STUART this happened several times. On one occasion I
400pp. Picador. £16.99. had rabies, and on another I declared myself
deceased.
THE VOIDS This unstitching continues through a series of
RYAN O’CONNOR absurd, often squalid, occasionally quite visionary,
288pp. Scribe. £14.99. but always uproarious episodes – and it is clear that
the narrator, whom we only ever know by what
might well be a pseudonym, is both dangerously
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HILE THE TITLE of Douglas Stuart’s new is humiliated and forever identified as a “fuckin Glasgow, 1990 unhinged and desperately vulnerable. Nevertheless,
novel invokes Alexander Trocchi’s master- poofter”. he is aware of what he is doing to himself and
piece, Young Adam (1954) – thus placing it It comes as little surprise to discover that Gallow- seems at times to regret the damage, just as he
in a specific Scottish literary context – it is perhaps gate and St Christopher turn out to be the worst seems helpless to put a stop to it – so that, as funny
even more significant that the central character, possible companions for a rural idyll – and, indeed, as The Voids is, there are times when the hilarity
Mungo, is named after Glasgow’s patron saint, a from the first the novel simmers with a sense of feels more than a little uncomfortable. As we laugh
gentle but determined man, known for bringing foreboding. A central aspect of the banality of evil along through an excruciating scene in which the
dead birds back to life and standing strong, in spite is how crudely opportunistic the malevolent tend narrator and a couple of pals drunkenly order every
of his physical infirmity, against the pagan hordes to be. Once the boy has been characterized as an single item on a kindly Chinese restaurateur’s menu,
who once occupied the banks of the Clyde. Young outcast – as simply different – he becomes immediate then forget having done so, or – even more uncom-
Mungo is Stuart’s follow-up to his Booker prize- fair game for those who occupy the next level up fortably – through an impossibly tense abduction-
winning novel Shuggie Bain (TLS, September 11, in the pecking order. Even worse for him is that, cum-car-crash fiasco, during which the narrator’s
2020), and it covers similar territory in its explora- within that pecking order, any semblance of good- life is in genuine danger, we are obliged to accept
tion of family dysfunction and gay identities on the ness – gentleness, tenderness, the capacity for that the real triumph here is the triumph of the
sectarian, homophobic and often brutal streets of compassion – is seen as weakness. The saint, in this grotesque. This is comedy at its most existential: the
the author’s youth. However, while the fifteen-year- milieu, is not holy, and nor is his capacity for forgive- more we laugh, the more we long for some kind of
old Mungo’s saintliness provides some interesting ness exemplary. He is simply a fool, to be abused redemption.
narrative opportunities, it also poses serious ques- at will – and when Mungo’s companions finally make Portents of that redemption do, in fact, glimmer
“
tions about characterization that the earlier book their move, it is depressingly predictable. throughout, from visions of the eerie beauty of
was not forced to address – existential questions Herein lies the problem with this novel. Mungo the abandoned tenements to poignant moments
related to good and evil. is indeed a saint, after his fashion. He continually featuring their displaced, dignified and often now-
Mungo’s 1990s Glasgow is a drab and threatening forgives his mother’s transgressions, no matter how Elaborate homeless inhabitants. (One of the most powerful
urban edgeland inhabited by the “lower sort”, an callous, and in spite of Hamish’s systematic bullying, accounts of scenes concerns an older resident of the voids, Pete,
ugly, monotonous, squalid domain where “the he feels nothing but tenderness for his brother. who takes his leave of the narrator accompanied by
shops are cheaper” and the buildings “not yet sand- He wants to believe the best of people; he does not days-long a fleet of paper aeroplanes.) Yet O’Connor knows
blasted back to their glorious golden colour” of understand pettiness; in a brutal world, he is fatally benders are that redemption is no simple – or, indeed, logical –
yore: “so many lives were happening only two disinclined to malice. In short, he is good only in the integral to matter. While Mungo might have a fair shot at
miles away from his and they all seemed brighter simplest sense: harmless as a dove, but lacking in salvation simply by finding a place where he and
than his own”. That other, more fulfilling life is the wisdom of serpents – which means that, at the the Scottish James can be together, the problem for the self-
something our protagonist catches only in glimpses dramatic and altogether unexpected turning point literary destructive narrator of The Voids is not practical but
from the passenger seat of a stolen car driven by that concludes the fishing trip, a moment in which existential. By now, the legacy of social and moral
his fiercely anti-Fenian, homophobic brother, Ham- Mungo ceases to be saintly, the sudden shift may be
tradition, but disintegration that Stuart’s “lower sort” justifiably
ish, while the larger Scotland of lochs, glens and too hard for some readers to swallow: a matter of O’Connor sets attribute to Thatcherism and the destruction of the
heather-clad hills is even more remote – a place magical thinking rather than fictional realism, which the bar high Glaswegian working class has become an endemic,
where people of the lower sort are treated as out- sits oddly with everything preceding it. And while by almost casual anomie. As O’Connor’s narrator puts
and-out deplorables. this point many readers will be rooting for some kind it, having just performed the drunken cliché of
It is for this territory that Mungo lights out at the of salvation, what is yet more difficult to reconcile, smashing his fist into a mirror:
novel’s start, accompanied by a pair of dangerous from a moral perspective, is whether or not the Pete was right. Sometimes you wake up out of a
ex-cons named Gallowgate and St Christopher, vengeful steps Mungo takes offer a just basis for the dream you didn’t want to leave and the life in front
whom the lad’s negligent, drunken mother, new life he desires. Stuart seems to think so; I am of you is emptiness, and everything you ever loved
Mo-Maw, has randomly conscripted to take the boy not so sure. is back in that dream, and it hurts so much because
on a weekend fishing trip. The official motive for Young Mungo is set in Glasgow’s past, some years you know you can never go back there. I’d woken
this excursion is fresh air and clean living, but the after the Thatcher government “killed the city”. By up out of such a dream – only what hurt, what made
real reason is much darker, as revealed in a series contrast, Ryan O’Connor’s startling debut, The Voids, it unbearable, wasn’t leaving the dream, or being
of flashbacks in which we witness Mungo’s first takes place in the bleak aftermath of that demise: the unable to return to it – it was realising that I didn’t
meeting with a Catholic pigeon-fancier named title refers to recently vacated high-rise buildings,
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voices
Violets, in its interwoven form and sympathetic
tone, insists on connection. Mothers and sisters
menstruate in sync; they understand without
asking and know what to do. There are some lovely
moments, such as when Maggie slides into bed
Female solidarity in an era with Violet, who is still concealing her pregnancy,
and places “her hand on Violet’s belly, on the firm,
of sexual discovery round flesh”. In opposition are the men: animalis-
tic, lurching, leering. En masse, they are a menace:
CHRISTOPHER SHRIMPTON “The men moved like sheep butting into one
another’s backs, thick-headed, eager to touch”.
Individually, they are little better: absent, evasive
VIOLETS or disappointing.
ALEX HYDE The narrative tone varies, the harshness leavened
256pp. Granta. £12.99. by the interventions of the soothing omniscient
voice, which seems to watch over proceedings like
a parent leaning over a cot: “So hush, Pram Boy,
A
LEX H YDE’S DEBUT NOVEL , Violets, opens He sends a letter, two white pills and his condo- British munitions hush. / Listen to the women’s voices come in
starkly: “There was the enamel pail of lences. “Sorry for the trouble you find.” Both factory, July 1941 waves, / sob, or sing you off to sleep”. This voice
blood”. Violet has suffered an ectopic preg- Violets are now alone, and acutely aware of their changes over time, from its early frankness (“Wait
nancy; now the foetus must be removed. “Placental, changed bodies: “Split nipples, nipples that cracked then, Pram Boy, clinging on, / with your Papa
uterine. She had seen the blood drop out of her into and bled, red-orange and erect, flat to a gummy seed, semen dried, long gone”) to playfulness
the pail. It came with the force of an ending.” gnaw, her stomach an empty sack”. (“So sing a song of sixpence, / a pocket full of rye”)
What follows is a thoroughly humane, intimate, It is still wartime. One Violet begins work in a to a tone of celebration (“Down through the heart-
even celebratory novel. Violets is a tribute to Hyde’s munitions factory in Wales, the other joins the beat, down, down, / and if your lungs fail, / there’s
own family: her father, the woman who adopted him Auxiliary Territorial Services and ships off to Italy. purgatory waiting / or else hell, / so live!”). These
and the woman who gave him up. Here reimagined, They rather self-consciously take to their new sections are often moving, though elsewhere the
both of these women are named Violet, and their positions: “She tried to slide a pencil behind her prose can lapse into cliché, dampening the drama:
interlinked stories of war and womanhood are told ear like the men in the factory did but it kept slip- “Maggie’s eyes on her were sharp as knives”; “The
alternately, in the third person. Woven throughout ping so she took it out”. But a bright new age is sound pierced the air like a knife”; “She was alert
is a third, poetic voice, addressing the foetus, and emerging. Here is the other Violet in Naples, strid- like a cat”.
later the baby, commenting as events unfold. ing into the cavernous Royal Palace: “Not like Violet and Violet continue on their distinct but
It is 1945. The first Violet is married to a soldier church but something bigger, built for men. She entwined paths – routes taken by so many women
named Fred. As she is convalescing after her opera- thought it would make her feel small but it had the of their generation. Alex Hyde succeeds in mapping-
tion, Fred informs her that he has been called over- opposite effect”. vividly their changing bodies and in evoking the
seas. “Sod’s law, he said.” The other Violet – who This is also an era of sexual discovery. Maggie, a Christopher Shrimpton attendant implications – how they are seen and how
does not at this stage know the first one – discovers beautiful, mysterious young woman also stationed is a writer based in they see themselves in this changing world of sex,
she has become pregnant by a visiting Polish soldier. in Italy, catches Violet’s eye. A romance blossoms. London family and work. n
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HIS DEBUT NOVEL by the poet Elena Medel for myself, the more uncomfortable it made Pedro”. home – a taxi for Lady, maybe a friend’s car, and
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tells the story of three generations of women Meanwhile, Carmen grows up and gets married the night bus for María.” Economics seeps into the
in Spain, and how money – or the lack of it young, to a wealthy restaurateur (who remains most intimate human relationships. When Alicia
– shapes their lives. The fragmentary narrative, unnamed). She enjoys a life of 1990s affluence: a reluctantly moves in with her boyfriend, it is
which jumps between different perspectives and brand-new VCR, a television in every room, a desk- because he had “fallen in love, and she had
moments in time, culminates in the 2018 Women’s top computer with a modem. Her name is broadcast grown tired of zeroing in on neighbourhoods,
Strike, but begins some fifty years earlier, during to the city: her husband’s new chain of steakhouses clicking on low square footage and high prices on
Franco’s dictatorship, in the southern Spanish city is named after her. But the business hits the rocks rental websites”.
of Córdoba. María, a teenage single mother, is visit- and the debts begin to mount. When the couple’s On the day of the Women’s Strike, a great rally
ing her one-year-old daughter, Carmen, whom her eldest daughter, Alicia, is thirteen, the husband is held in the centre of Madrid. By the time the
parents are bringing up while she works as a maid hangs himself and the family is plunged back into poorer women from the distant suburbs arrive,
in Madrid. María sends the pittance she earns from poverty. Now an adult, Alicia embarks on a life of however, “the lights and the music had already
looking after other people’s babies to her parents early-morning alarms and long commutes that been turned off ”. With The Wonders itself, there
to help with her own. “Money’s the thing,” she echoes María’s own. In Lizzie Davis and Thomas is a similar sense of things not quite coming
reflects; “not having enough is the thing.” Bunstead’s translation, Medel vividly evokes together. Though each vignette is compelling
Time passes and María’s hands grow ever more working-class city life as a monotonous merry-go- and well observed, the novel as a whole can feel
calloused as she moves from one low-wage job to round of metro stations and dead-end jobs: Annie McDermott is somewhat repetitive, oddly weighted and therefore
the next. At work she is defined in relation to her the café, a clothes shop, Puerta de Toledo, Pirám- a literary translator ultimately frustrating – much like the lives it
employer, or overlooked entirely. When caring for ides, another café, a bingo hall, Marqués de Vadillo, based in Hastings represents. n
Behold the
threaden
sails
How Britain should memorialize
its seafaring past
JAMES MCCONNACHIE
THE SHIP ASUNDER
A maritime history of Britain in eleven vessels
TOM NANCOLLAS
336pp. Particular Books. £20.
I
USED TO OWN AN OLD BARN . Almost everyone What remains of old ships, and how Britain “The Victory Returning Newlyn fishing boat that was sailed to Westminster
who saw it assured me that its mismatched should remember and memorialize its seafaring from Trafalgar, in in 1937 by Cornish fishermen protesting at plans to
joists and rafters, its well-pegged and much- past, are the questions posed by this rich, nuanced Three Positions” by demolish their homes.
mortised props and ties, would certainly have come and accomplished book. The author is a building J. M. W. Turner, c.1806 Nancollas’s answer to the first question – what
from ships. Everyone, that is, except a visiting conservationist whose excellent first book, Sea- remains? – is... not a lot. Ships are “definingly
architectural historian, who pointed out that we shaken Houses (2018), was a study and tour of perishable”. Consider Brunel’s unparalleled, gar-
were 20 miles from the sea, up an unnavigable river. offshore lighthouses. This one is a study and tour gantuan SS Great Eastern, completed in 1859.
The idea, he told me, is at least in part a popular of eleven historical ships and their remaining relics, Almost all that is left of her is one mast (the
myth – one that flatters Britain’s belief in itself as from the Bronze Age Dover Boat to the Great “Saturday” mast, to be precise: she had one for
a seafaring nation. Eastern, Lusitania and Rosebud, the last being a every day of the week except the Sabbath). It now
stands near Liverpool’s Anfield stadium, where,
bathetically, it “has ceased to be a yardstick for
height, and instead communicates the stadium’s
depth”. Or take Francis Drake’s Golden Hind, the
pinnacle of Elizabethan seafaring, a ship that
circumnavigated the globe and looted so much
Spanish silver that the queen’s half share alone was
supposedly enough to pay off the national debt. It
represents a “fetishized” aspect of English history,
yet what remains, leaving aside unsubstantiated
claims, is a single chair made from salvaged wood,
which is displayed in the Bodleian Library’s Divinity
School. With all respect to the Divinity School, this
does not amount to due prominence.
Something similar is true of the Lusitania, which
was torpedoed by a German U-boat in May 1915. Its
once gleaming, “kingly” propeller now moulders
beside the Mersey, slowly eaten by the air it was
never designed to taste. Then there’s HMS San Josef,
a ship captured heroically by Nelson at Cape St
Vincent – he boarded her across another Spanish
battleship in hand-to-hand combat. You can see
some of her ribs in the vault of the little church of
St Nicholas, West Looe – Nancollas’s home town.
(Yes, in places, naval timber really was reused.)
Nancollas’s eleven ships and their survivals offer
more than just stories or opportunities to regret
failures of commemoration; they open up refresh-
ing approaches to history. His account of HMS
Lutine and her ship’s bell, rung every half-hour
during the six watches in a naval day, is the stand-
out example. She was lost in 1799, along with her
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Francis, was brought all the way from Guinea, and Column. Nancollas focuses not on the naval hero, the torpedo strikes – imagines how it “swallowed
evidence he later gave in court represents “probably however, but on the overlooked yet gigantesque the skirting and felt for the dado rails. It unpeeled
the first Black person to have their voice recorded coil of rope in front of which his statue stands. Rope the wallpaper and dissolved the gilt” – until the ship
in England as direct speech”. Those words, poign- is “the least enduring of all a ship’s parts”, and a The ship bowed forward, lifting her stern and exposing the
antly, are “not those of a slave, but of a salvor”. quintessentially humble material, yet it is central to bowed forward, brazen propellers, which, for a moment, “spun in
In this same chapter, entitled “Bell”, Nancollas a ship’s operations. At Chatham, Nancollas feels, air, not water”.
notes that guineas, the gold coins created in 1663, “past events feel slackly coiled, rather than held in lifting her stern While this is not a travel book, Nancollas is a
were named after the Guinea coast – the source of tension still”. Its ropery “keeps under tow an and exposing gifted travel writer. Kent is “pylon-trampled”.
much of the new wealth as well as the home of increasingly remote past”. Far better than Nelson’s the brazen Chatham “seems to be recovering from rather than
Jacques Francis. He observes that until 1698 the flagship, Victory – whose timbers have in any case basking in its seafaring past”. Dover has “the feel
Royal African Company (RAC) held a monopoly in mostly been replaced, like a ship of Theseus – propellers, of a stone threshold step trodden to a scoop”.
slave trading – a fact that has an amplified resonance Chatham stands for the Georgian era, not least which, for Coastal places, in general, are “like empty sherry
today. And he tells the story of the Guynie, a ship because “it is in the coils of this age more than any casks, drained of a potency yet still fragrant with
that sank in 1691 on its way back from Africa to other that we are still entangled as a nation”.
a moment, the scent”. The book captures the essence of each
England, carrying beeswax, ivory and gold – a cargo It should be clear that this is sophisticated ‘spun in air, site, and each vessel, while also conjuring a pre-
that Edmond Halley of the Royal Society, which had writing, although compressing the weave of Nan- not water’ siding mood. Here it is elegiac without a shred of
links with the RAC, attempted to salvage using his collas’s metaphors into the space of a review romanticization. Towards the end of the book,
prototype diving bell. risks making them seem glib. Or knotty. He does Nancollas meets a retired Cornish builder, a maker
Engaging with such troubling matters, Nancollas at moments teeter on the edge of drollery. Eliza- of bottled ships, who possesses a sawn-off section
says he has felt, in the past, “like a reluctant diver bethans, talking of Drake’s Chair, are “part of the of Rosebud’s forefoot. Nancollas asks why he keeps
in a primitive bell”. To properly memorialize the national furniture”. And the Chatham ropery is a the relic. It is just “a whim”, he is told, but also:
history of slavery in the UK, he proposes that “on “monument to the hands” – meaning both the “because of what she stood for”. And because it is
every vacated pedestal” of some worthy whose rope-makers’ literal hands and the hands, or ordi- a reminder of pre-industrial craftsmanship, “where
hands were plunged to the elbows in the trade nary sailors, who served on the navy’s ships. things just happened right in your hand”.
should be placed instead “a brute article of slaving That mention of “hands” is telling. Strikingly, and This is a first-class book. It is superbly readable
recovered from the deep”. We know where the slave likeably, the book doesn’t just talk about material and entirely serious, questioning not just how
wrecks are, he points out. It is time to recover them. culture; it seeks to capture its quiddity. The Thames Britain thinks of its maritime past, and indeed itself,
Time, too, to recover stories of how the imperial tide retreats, “unveiling a foreshore”. England’s but how history is written, understood and enacted,
project oppressed people at home as well as abroad. riverfront is “shaved of its rabble of jetties and including by people at some remove from the aca-
An essay centred on Chatham, and its surviving wharves”. One extraordinary set-piece paragraph demy. It is a work of experiential historiography,
ropery, opens with the “symbolic mast” of Nelson’s imagines the seawater flooding the Lusitania after if you like – and a delight. n
rules the be owned by nobody and free for all to use”. His
subsequent pamphlet, Mare Liberum (1609),
remains a seminal piece of work. It sparked a battle
waves?
of the books, including perhaps most notably a
response by the Englishman John Selden, Mare
Clausum (1635).
By and large, Grotius won: the “freedom of
the seas” doctrine has prevailed over subsequent
Modern challenges to ‘the centuries, powering international trade. It is not
that far-fetched to draw a line from his intellectual
freedom of the seas’ arguments to the sprawling global shipping
industry that exists today. But is this now
KIERAN PENDER under threat? Hanging over The Poseidon Project is
the question of whether the rise of China and
growing naval tensions reflect an end to the
THE POSEIDON PROJECT Grotian era.
The struggle to govern the world’s oceans Beijing’s increasing naval militarism, with the
DAVID BOSCO country squaring off against Vietnam, the Philippi-
320pp. Oxford University Press. £22.99 nes and American naval deployments in the South
(US $29.95). China Sea, as well as Taiwan across the strait and
Japan in the East China Sea, bodes ill for maritime
freedom in the region. The UN Convention remains
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ETWEEN 80 AND 90 PER CENT of all traded Bosco begins in the modern era, in the Senkaku Container ships fragile: the United States is not a signatory, while
goods spend time at sea. From fruit to furni- (Diaoyu) Islands, claimed by both China and Japan. anchored off the coast China and Russia, despite having ratified it, have
ture, cars to coal, our globalized economy is Recalling a diplomatic incident between the two of California, 2021 shown disregard for its dispute-resolution mecha-
reliant on the 100,000-odd merchant ships – with nations’ coastguards in 2020, Bosco observes that nisms. Elsewhere, Turkey projects naval power in
a total capacity of more than two billion deadweight the dispute raised “old questions in human affairs: the Mediterranean and a number of Latin Amer-
tonnes – that make the world go round. who controls the oceans and what are the rules for ican states have oceanic ambitions. “Open conflict
Prior to the pandemic-induced supply-chain dis- their use?”. He then rewinds to ancient Greece. about Asian or Mediterranean waters would have
ruptions, few of us thought much about the oceans, Poseidon, the brother of Zeus, was believed to rule unpredictable consequences”, warns Bosco,
their governance and the shipping routes that the sea. Able to calm the ocean or “roil the waves”, underlining the potential for closed trade routes in
ensure our shops are full and our internet orders he was considered unpredictable and dangerous, the event of contested waters, or even a “new spate
can be delivered within a day. The port of Los and so it goes today: Bosco cites a British politician, of line-drawing”.
Angeles, one of the world’s busiest, was hitherto an who avers that “the high seas are in a state of Of course, global power relations have shifted
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infrequent topic of conversation; the analysis of anarchy”, along with a piece of testimony submitted before, without an existential threat to Grotian
infrastructure investment and new ship orders was to an American congressional committee that freedom of the seas, and Bosco concedes that
confined to specialist publications; months-long describes them as “a lawless Wild West”. recent skirmishes (actual and political) can be
delivery delays were rare. But the challenges and Most of The Poseidon Project explores how characterized “as the latest iteration of a long-
possibilities of global shipping are nothing new to humanity has managed to tame the seas, from a running contest” between different seagoing
David Bosco, whose latest publication, The Poseidon legal and governance perspective. Each section ideologies, rather than a fundamental rupture. But
Project, offers a detailed historical account of the looks at a different phase of ocean management, the author nonetheless ends on a note of caution.
law of the sea and ocean governance. The book is from an early chapter on Britain’s enduring influ- Grotius may have won the battle, “but he is on
compact, lively, thought-provoking and buttressed ence – “Britannia’s Rules (1750–1914)” – to later ones course to lose the war”. Perhaps this is too pessi-
by scholarly rigour in the form of thirty-odd pages on the development and implementation of the mistic. But if David Bosco is right, then the conse-
of notes. And while an interest in law or diplomatic United Nations Convention on the Law of the Sea Kieran Pender is an quences for all of us could be significant – and far
history would be of use to prospective readers, it (1982). The ominous penultimate chapter is entitled Australian writer more so than those recent pandemic-related sup-
is accessible to a general audience. “System Under Strain”. and lawyer ply-chain disruptions. n
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HE SERIES OF MEETINGS that took place to the truth. Macartney saw himself as representing done by dressing as an English gentleman for the
outside Beijing in September 1793 between the most expansive and dynamic polity in the mission, then smuggling himself back into China as
Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Great State and world, which was also close to the truth. But as a Catholic priest, where can that interpreter find
George Macartney, envoy from George III, did not Macartney was the supplicant and Qianlong was on refuge in an imperial culture that thrives on sowing
go well. Macartney’s insistence that full respect be home ground, the summit went Qianlong’s way. distrust of foreigners? Neither Li nor Staunton could
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shown to his monarch ruffled Manchu feathers, and We are still under the long shadow of that meet- have imagined, when they first crossed over into the
ing, and it is worth asking why. It used to be inscrutabilites of the other language and culture, the
thought, back in the 1960s and 1970s, that Qianlong difficulties of living in two worlds.
was hopelessly out of touch with the world beyond Not only do The heart of the issue is difference. Should inter-
his borders. But that’s too simple. He had people negotiators not preters diminish the differences across the language
around him who knew about Britain’s ascendancy gap to bring interlocutors into empathy, or should
in South Asia. In the 1980s and 1990s, it was thought trust each they accentuate what each side relies on to distin-
that Macartney was out of his depth in misjudging other, they guish its interests and absolutize its position? Li and
the nature of a Manchu polity whose doors he tend to Staunton both listed to the side of empathy, yet
hoped to push open, allowing British goods and even there they did so to different ends. Staunton
distrust their
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merchants to enter. The rise of global history over was a trusting twelve-year-old hoping to please the
the past two decades has put both judgements in interpreters grown-ups, though he would go on to use his Chi-
abeyance. We now see Great Britain and the Qing nese to build his fortune. Li was a canny adult who
Great State as co-generators of a global shift in exploited the trust he enjoyed from both sides to
wealth and power. Qianlong’s empire was heading pursue his own mission, adding religious toleration
towards a financial crisis he had yet to detect. for Catholics to the list of six requests Macartney
George’s empire was experimenting with financial presented to Qianlong. Only when Qianlong explic-
networks that would more than make up for the itly rejected all his requests did a puzzled Macartney
loss of the United States, to a degree neither the king learn that he had rejected seven, not six.
nor his advisers could yet perceive. The contraction Watching the interpreters at work allows us to
of the one and the expansion of the other resulted view great events as they were taking place on the
in conflicts that would haunt the next two centuries ground. It’s an invigorating re-vision, though how
and beyond: opium wars, imperial collapse, two it revises the bigger picture is not entirely obvious.
world wars, Communist revolutions – almost any- Harrison’s strength is in narrating lives lived and
thing else you want to include. The poltergeists are Timothy Brook is reminding us that the consequences were never
still in the building. professor of history at preordained. Li and Staunton were lucky to survive
Did this have to happen? Did imperialism, slavery the University of British their perils into old age. The two empires were less
and civil war have to define the modern world? Columbia. His most fortunate. As the war currently under way reminds
Many historians, and I am one, do not find it useful recent book is Great us, what unfolds in the geopolitical stratosphere is
to treat what happened as what had to happen. State: China and the not only geopolitics. We forget the contingencies
There is too much contingency at every moment world, 2019 and costs to individual lives at our peril. n
good
under certain constraints string theory is identical to
some quantum field theories that are already well
understood. String theory still dominates theoretical
physics, but, despite all this progress, the criticism
vibrations
that it is a mathematically interesting dead end has
not gone away.
As a witness to and participant in both string
revolutions, the physicist Michael Dine is well
placed to unpick the tangled story of this intricate
On the appeal of string theory theory. In his first book for the general reader, This
Way to the Universe, Dine chooses instead to take
a broader perspective. He begins by arguing that
RICHARD LEA physicists should look to both theory and experi-
ment, before sketching the shape of the universe
according to Isaac Newton, James Clerk Maxwell
THIS WAY TO THE UNIVERSE and Albert Einstein. The searing temperatures of
A journey into physics the big bang and its remnants in the cosmic micro-
MICHAEL DINE wave background open up into a discussion of
352pp. Viking. £20. quantum mechanics, where he arrives quickly at the
taming of infinities in QED. Dine pursues the story
of modern physics through the nuclear forces, the
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T MAY HAVE A BORING NAME , but the standard includes the constraints of quantum mechanics and Albert Einstein, 1931 standard model and the imbalance between matter
model of particle physics is one of the most special relativity. and antimatter in the early universe, but it takes
successful scientific theories ever proposed. Its Unfortunately, little else about string theory is at more than half the book before he arrives at super-
predictions have been tested to phenomenal accu- all straightforward. While the universe you and I symmetry and string theory – the subjects in which
racy; a team led by Gerald Gabrielse announced in experience has three dimensions of space and one he has made his name.
2008 that their measurement of the electron’s mag- of time, string theory only works in eleven. These These opaque concepts are approached, as so often
netic field agreed with the theory to the astonishing extra dimensions are thought to be wound up so in This Way to the Universe, with a historical survey.
level of one part in a trillion. And the novel particles tightly that they are currently undetectable. The Dine introduces supersymmetry via unsuccessful
predicted by the theory have turned up with details of how these extra dimensions are wrapped attempts by Paul Dirac and Leonard Susskind to
impressive regularity. The top quark was identified determine the particles, masses, forces and symme- explain the large disparities between some physical
in 1995, the tau neutrino followed in 2000 and the tries that exist, with the 10500 available options constants. He then compares it to isospin – an
Higgs boson completed the picture at the Large describing a vast landscape of different universes. abstract property of the strong force briefly
Hadron Collider in 2012. Because the strings are so small, the energies needed described eighty pages earlier – and introduces the
These successes have been achieved with a theory to probe their structure are so vast that they are far raft of new particles the theory predicts, before
that was never meant to be the last word. Writing beyond the reach of any conceivable accelerator. admitting that the absence of these particles in
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to Gabrielse in 2006, Freeman Dyson looked back And string theory depends on supersymmetry, recent experiments at the Large Hadron Collider is
to the beginnings of the standard model in quantum which predicts that each of the particles in the “becoming quite uncomfortable for supersymmetry
electrodynamics (QED). “As one of the inventors, I standard model has a partner with a different spin, proponents”. Dine takes the historical route through
remember that we thought of QED in 1949 as a requiring a smorgasbord of new particles that have While the string theory as well, outlining how early versions
temporary and jerry-built structure, with mathe- so far failed to show up in the accelerators we have universe of the theory with twenty-six dimensions and parti-
matical inconsistencies and renormalized infinities built. More than thirty-five years since string theory cles travelling faster than the speed of light were
swept under the rug. We did not expect it to last became the dominant model in high-energy physics, you and I gradually tamed, before tackling the revolutionary
more than ten years before some more solidly built there is still no prospect of a testable prediction. experience contributions of Schwarz, Green and Witten. Readers
theory would replace it.” The development of the theory has been equally has three meeting these ideas for the first time may wonder
The infinities Dyson worked so hard to eliminate knotty. String theory has its origins in a formula for whether Dine delivers on his ambition to “make clear
arise because the standard model is based on the the strong force between two particles proposed by dimensions why the possibility that nature has this additional
implausible fiction that the particles the theory Gabriele Veneziano in 1968. Despite hints that it of space and symmetry is compelling, and eventually what makes
describes are infinitely small. As you approach an might offer a route to a quantum theory of gravity, string theory so attractive”.
electron, the fields surrounding it increase. If the the theory’s awkwardness and the arrival in 1973 of
one of time, Dine was at Princeton when Schwarz’s Fedexed
electron is taken to be an infinitesimal point, then an alternative theory (the work of Harald Fritzsch, string theory paper arrived, and was there in the room in 1995 as
you can get as close as you like and those fields keep Murray Gell-Mann and Heinrich Leutwyler) describ- only works Witten went through his transparencies on an over-
getting stronger and stronger – until, that is, you wield ing the strong force made it a minority pursuit. head projector, but he sometimes struggles to convey
your mathematical broom. Renormalization removes Some theorists persisted, however, and in 1984
in eleven the appeal of his abstruse subject matter or the
these infinities by replacing them with measured John Schwarz and Michael Green proved that super- excitement it provoked in the physics community.
values, then allowing for the influence of the virtual symmetric string theory could avoid the anomalies He treads a careful line on the place of maths in
particles quantum physics predicts. It won Richard that surround many attempts to unify the forces of physics, viewing it as “quite difficult but sometimes
Feynman a share of the Nobel prize, but he still nature. A revolution was launched. As Schwarz a helpful tool” while confessing that he has “on occa-
thought renormalization was a “dippy process” that recalled in 2000, they got a phone call from Edward sion been seduced by beautiful mathematics”, and
wasn’t “mathematically legitimate”. Witten even before they’d finished writing up their acknowledges both the contributions made and the
Not only is the standard model mathematically sus- work. They Fedexed him a draft, and “the following difficulties faced by women such as Chien-Shiung
pect, it’s also incomplete. The “hocus-pocus” that day everyone in Princeton University and at the Insti- Wu, Vera Rubin and Myriam Sarachik in a male-
Feynman devised for QED doesn’t work for gravity tute for Advanced Study, all the theoretical physi- dominated profession.
at high energies, leaving an unbridgeable gap cists, and there were a large number of them, were String theory may still be our best prospect for
between a successful theory of the very small – the working on this… So overnight it became a major a theory of everything, but Witten may have been
standard model – and Albert Einstein’s elegant theory industry, at least in Princeton – and very soon in the right when he warned Dine that it could be several
of the very large: general relativity. rest of the world”. centuries before that promise was achieved. Thirty-
String theory offers a way out of this predicament The backlash started in 1986, when Paul Ginsparg six years after Ginsparg and Glashow suggested
with the straightforward suggestion that the uni- and Sheldon Glashow suggested that the theory that “Contemplation of superstrings may evolve into
verse is constructed out of tiny vibrating strings. The “depends for its existence upon magical coincid- an activity as remote from conventional particle
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menagerie of particles that physicists study in their ences, miraculous cancellations and relations among physics as particle physics is from chemistry, to be
accelerators is produced by different modes of vibra- seemingly unrelated (and possibly undiscovered) conducted at schools of divinity by future equi-
tion, as if the strings were playing a different note fields of mathematics”, asking whether “mathe- valents of medieval theologians”, their conclusion
for an electron, a photon or a quark. The standard matics and aesthetics supplant and transcend mere Richard Lea is the holds up remarkably well: “we who are haunted
model’s infinitesimal particles are replaced by experiment?” But for many theoretical physicists, editor of Fictionable, by the lingering suspicion that superstrings, despite
strings occupying a region of space, and gravity is string theory was the only game in town. Over the which will be launched all the hoopla, may be correct are likely to remain
baked in, emerging naturally as soon as the theory next ten years it became ever more complicated, in June haunted for the foreseeable future”. n
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ROUND 1180 , two of the greatest Arab thinkers in Islamic thought after his death in 1240 – especially Instead of dwelling on questions of Ibn ‘Arabi’s
met in Spain. The philosopher Averroes had in the Arab East and Persia – were in reaction to his pantheism – something of a red herring – Sells points
heard of a young man who had visions at writings. While figures like Rumi or Averroes are pro- out that hadith, or the sayings of the Prophet, is the
night: Ibn ‘Arabi was probably no more than fifteen verbial names – even if few people know why their key to understanding him. There is no better hadith
years old, but he was well educated as the son of a writings matter – Ibn ‘Arabi has yet to take his rightful to illustrate this than that of this collection’s second
courtier in Murcia, so he was awed by the interest place high up in the global canon. The American poem, when the Prophet addresses God: “I take ref-
that the elderly sage took in him: professor Michael Sells’s The Translator of Desires is uge from you in you”. This is the mind-bending
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When I was led to him, Averroes stood up, showed the first English edition of Ibn ‘Arabi’s poetic master- notion of the collapse of time that longing and desire,
his affection and consideration, and kissed me. work since Reynold Nicholson’s translation of 1911. or divine shawq, brings about in Ibn ‘Arabi’s thought.
Then he said to me, “Yes.”’ I, in turn, said, “Yes.” Ibn ‘Arabi’s account of his meeting with Averroes, Sells does well to highlight pre-Islamic poetry in Ibn
His joy increased upon seeing that I understood like much of the history of mysticism, veers Ibn ‘Arabi ‘Arabi – it is often forgotten that he ends his famous
what he was referring to. Thus, upon realizing the between the the meaningful and deeply silly. E. G. wrote his own lines about the “religion of love” by harking back, not
reason for his joy, I added, “No.” He cringed, lost Browne remarked that there were few eastern to any prophets, but to the legendary lovers Qays
his color, and was overcome with doubt. “So, what thinkers who had surpassed the Great Sheikh for his commentary and Layla, and others of ancient ‘Arabia. To say that
have you found through the lifting of the veil and “abstruseness”. He was also one of the most prolific on The Islam is the “religion of love”, as Affifi would have
divine inspiration? Is it identical to what speculative writers of Islam, with some 400 works to his name Translator of us believe, begs the question of its firmly un-Islamic
thought gives us?” I replied, “Yes and no; between – among which his key text, Meccan Illuminations, roots in the ‘Arabic language.
yes and no, spirits take flight and necks come off.” spans thirty-seven volumes. The twentieth-century Desires to The refusal of a clear “no” or “yes” throughout his
(Ibn ‘Arabi, Futuhat, I) Egyptian scholar of Sufism, A. E. Affifi, sought to refute thought made for Ibn ‘Arabi enemies among the
Living between “yes’”and “no” required a clarity of reduce this vast and unruly corpus to a gnostic orthodox both during and after his lifetime. As
mind that would lead the young man to abandon his philosophy of love. He wrote that Ibn ‘Arabi’s “ulti-
accusations recently as 1979, there was a push in Egypt’s parlia-
worldly place in Spanish caliphal society. Ibn ‘Arabi mate goal of love is to know the reality of love and that his verse ment to ban the sale of his books. The Great Sheikh
withdrew to a cave in a cemetery, according to at that the reality of love is identical with God’s was erotic has, however, had no trouble making converts of his
essence”. It is a measure of his influence, his diffi- own kind. It is a sign of how the dense spiritualism
cult style and his wealth of thought that Ibn ‘Arabi of Ibn ‘Arabi and his followers resists analysis that the
is best known by ideas that were thought up by his academic field of Sufism seems irresistibly to take up
successors, not himself – such as the “unity of its language. It was later said of Nicholson that he
being” that was systematized by Persian thinkers in found his spiritual bearings through the study of
the following few centuries. these mystics, after having been shaken in his
There are few writers as overexplained as Ibn Anglican faith. The great French orientalists Louis
‘Arabi, or as little understood. Medieval comment- Massignon and Henry Corbin took up the language
aries on the Great Sheikh number in the thousands of Islamic mysticism with vivid fanaticism – and
– beginning with Ibn ‘Arabi’s own commentary on sought to bend Ibn ‘Arabi towards their own florid
The Translator of Desires that he wrote to refute ideas. Sells himself has reverently written of the
accusations that his verse was erotic, rather than “mystical dialectic” elsewhere in his work.
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allegorical. There was “a mystical signification to Perhaps the most moving conversion of Ibn
the words used in ordinary speech”, he explained. ‘Arabi’s detractors was that of his father, who did not
Bosoms, flowery scents, peacocks, along with the share his son’s zealous regard for the afterlife until
pearly teeth and killer glances of the beloved, are he was on his deathbed. “My child”, he said, in his
all explained away by cumbersome allegory and last words to his son, “everything I heard you say and
allusions to the Qur’an. Sells has left out the Great Amir-Hussein Radjy is that I did not understand, and which I sometimes
Sheikh’s line-by-line comments, substituting his own a writer based in Cairo rejected, is now my profession of faith.” n
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T HAS BECOME A TRADITION : every seven and broadly agreed, though, with the criticisms of the the biblical requirement and doing what they can
a half years, the MetLife stadium in New Jersey Talmud levelled by the early German Reform rabbis to find clever ways to nullify it. But this wilful inter-
is filled not with football fans, but with a crowd of his day. The convoluted obscurantism of the pretation goes against the grain of Kirsch’s own
of about 80,000 religious Jews, almost all male, Babylonian sages, they argued, did not provide the description of it. The twists and turns of the
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black-hatted and Haredi. The occasion is the conclu- moral edification that modern Jews needed from sages’ arguments seem to be shaped by all sorts of
sion of the Daf Yomi (“daily page”) study cycle of their religion. Talmudic Judaism, Zunz believed, theological and analytical interests, but not by any
the Babylonian Talmud. In August 2012 this incon- would soon fade away; the scholarly task of the particular concern for women’s welfare.
gruous gathering caught the eye of Adam Kirsch, a moment, his associate Moritz Steinschneider com- The Talmud Kirsch tells us a great deal about the Talmud, but
literary critic and “avowedly secular Jew”. He mented, was to give it a “decent burial”. Two is rather he doesn’t give much of a sense of what it is like to
decided that, next time around, he wanted to be a centuries later the Talmud is hugely popular and spend so much time in its company. Unlike Ilana
part of it. And 2,711 double-sided Talmud pages unprecedentedly accessible, entirely thanks to the hair-raising Kurshan, whose recent account of her Daf Yomi
later, in January 2020, he was. growth and vigour of the Orthodox and especially on sex: experience, If All the Seas Were Ink (2017), is as much
Daf Yomi was initiated in 1923 by a Polish Hasidic the Haredi world. anything that about her as the Talmud, Kirsch is a reticent authorial
rabbi who hoped to bring world Jewry together by Large chunks of the Talmud were never of practi- presence. He does observe, though, that while Daf
creating a shared rhythm of study for the core text cal relevance. One of its books is devoted to the might lead Yomi didn’t make him “a better Jew”, it did give him
of rabbinic Judaism. In recent times, the pro- holiness of the Temple in Jerusalem and the ritual to the ‘evil a sense of greater Jewish connectedness and under-
gramme’s popularity has surged. The Talmud is now animal sacrifices offered by priests there – until the standing, particularly of contemporary Orthodox
readily available in full English translation, both in destruction of the Temple in AD 70, approximately
inclination’ Jews. But does a secular reading of a religious text
print and online, and Daf Yomi participants can sup- five centuries before the Talmud was written. must be really bring one closer to a believer’s experience
plement their readings with an abundance of study Another book, focused on civil and criminal law, is rigorously of it? One strand of the Talmud that flickers only
groups, commentaries, video lectures and podcasts. eminently practical in its concerns, but not always occasionally in Kirsch’s reading, for example, is
The contrast between this boom and the role of in its verdicts. This book has plenty to say about
avoided messianism. For the leading Talmudic scholar Jacob
the text in sixth-century Babylonia, where it took problems that keep today’s neighbourhood Whats- Neusner, by contrast, the central thrust of the work
shape, is extraordinary. The Talmud, David Krae- App groups buzzing, such as disputed property lines is to bring Jewish conduct into more perfect harmony
mer notes in his excellent History of the Talmud and noisy neighbours. But, while many rulings seem with God’s will in order to hasten the arrival of the
(2019), was originally aimed at “the elite of the elite”. sensible, if unsurprising, others are unhelpful to the Messiah. This messianic expectancy will have suf-
Following its eclectic debates was extremely hard, point of silliness. If a two-storey building is suffering fused the Talmudic study of many of the celebrants
and that was precisely the point. The discussions from subsidence, the downstairs owner cannot who surrounded Kirsch at the MetLife stadium.
between rabbinic sages that it recounts are often require the upstairs owner to co-operate in doing The Talmud is an inexhaustibly fascinating
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meandering, highly technical and inconclusive. anything about it until the second-storey floor has window on a distant Jewish world, with an equally
For the students of the early medieval Babylonian sunk to “ten handbreadths” above the ground – the fascinating fifteen-century afterlife. It is also an
academies, or of modern Ashkenazic yeshivas – Talmud’s calculation of the height of a property unsettling text, and its impact on Jewish history
from pre-Holocaust Poland and Lithuania to con- domain. By this point, Kirsch points out, the lower and practice has certainly not been entirely benign.
temporary Jerusalem and Brooklyn – grappling with storey will have long been uninhabitable. Why read it every day for seven and a half years?
this challenge is an exceptionally demanding act of In legal disputes between Jews and non-Jews, the Adam Sutcliffe is For Kirsch and many others, this commitment
religious devotion. The pious scholar immerses him- Talmud encourages collective Jewish solidarity. We Professor of European provides intellectual challenge, life-structuring
self in the boundless complexity of the relationship even read of a sage who chopped off the head of History at King’s discipline and a seductive sense of connection to the
between God and the Jewish people, and of living another Jew to prevent him from denouncing a College London. His thousands of simultaneous readers, and millions of
one’s life in accordance with divinely sanctioned third Jew to the non-Jewish authorities. The tractate latest book is What past readers, of each page. But, as Zunz argued 200
halakha ( Jewish law). Avodah Zarah (“strange worship”) is particularly Are Jews For?: History, years ago, a truly illuminating secular reading of
What might grappling with the Talmud mean, replete with hostility to Gentiles, and for this reason peoplehood, and rabbinic texts needs to be historical, unsentimental
though, for those of us who do not share that has, since the sixteenth century, frequently been purpose, 2020 and critical. n
insects
being trapped in a jar for all to gaze upon. In the
words of a poem that doesn’t migrate over to
Ephemeron from Bioluminescent Baby (luckily, as it
would have made the link too obvious), “Were we
like insects then?”. “You think of yourself locked-in,
Startlingly erotic poems about pre-teen, / … moving in your bottle-green uniform.”
The “translations” of “the Pasiphaë” form the
cicadas and caddisflies collection’s core. Benson uses an imagined body of
texts as the departure point for a retelling of the
STEPHANIE SY-QUIA myth of the Minotaur. The point of view is mainly
that of his mother, Pasiphaë, “a body used by the
gods, // an instrument of myth – a body / the gods
EPHEMERON whored out to punish a king”. The question of
FIONA BENSON whether Pasiphaë coaxes her husband’s prized
128pp. Cape. £12. bull into inseminating her, as has been suggested
in myth, is left unanswered: mention is made of
BIOLUMINESCENT BABY Daedalus working to make the “cow frame” that
FIONA BENSON will facilitate the act. Polyperspectivity is created
64pp. Guillemot Press. £10. through other poems spoken by figures including
Eileithyia (goddess of childbirth and midwifery,
who assists Europa at the birth of King Minos),
F
I O N A B E N S O N ’ S T H I R D C O L L E C T I O N of The insect poems in Ephemeron are a clear con- A cicada shedding its Daedalus, servants and several of Pasiphaë’s child-
poems is divided into four sections. The first, tinuation of the poetics of maternity and myth that exoskeleton ren. Pasiphaë’s last son, Asterios, is born with a
“Insect Love Songs”, is drawn from her pam- Benson explored in Vertigo & Ghost (2019). By congenital abnormality, his “torso densely furred,
phlet Bioluminescent Baby (2021), which was written imposing gender on her insect subjects, she probes / spindled legs, … / the unmistakeable muzzle, the
in response to plummeting insect populations result- the mindlessness of self-perpetuation: “what sur- swellings on his skull” (as described by the mid-
ing from ecological collapse. These poems are exer- vives is code”; “call it the fierceness / of our own wife). According to Pasiphaë,
cises in sustained attention. Benson luxuriates in the genetic code / call it love”. On a visit to a lab to He was beautiful, my son.
task, roving over every jointed, pulsing part of the observe field crickets, the speaker is overwhelmed In his sleep, he shone.
insects in question with startlingly erotic language. by sexual frisson with the scientist: “oh my body I kissed the wet tufts of his fur,
Cicadas shed their skins, “arching back / like an is a beacon, / it is panicking, it is screaming – it his damp snout,
orgasm”, a blue ghost firefly wears “epaulettes of thinks / we have not done enough to ensure the his long and delicate jaw.
light” and a caddisfly larva has a “lemon belly / feath- survival / of the human race”; they are “goaded The remainder of the Pasiphaë section reveals
ery with gills … a touchy knuckle / emerging from by DNA, its gorgeous living chain”, its “endlessly myth as we know it to be a bruising thing, afraid
its foreskin, / intimate, clitoral”. “Mama Cockroach, mutating song”. Later, after the mass death of the of tenderness and delicacy – a reprise of the central
I Love You” hits a bum note, however, in the lines specimens: “My single self sickens, understanding theme of Vertigo & Ghost. The sequence is fre-
“Because you cosy with the aunties in your / reeking itself / as a slave to DNA – all the blood-flesh agonies quently moving: “They took him away from me /
slums, and are intimate and sweet”: “aunties” is a of love / to end as husk on your knees”. Cupping and they killed him in the dark, for years”. There
word coded as largely exterior to whiteness, and it fireflies, “the raw green girl / who lives in me still is a gorgeous, sunbleached quality to much of this
is unfortunate that here it is conflated with the cock- // trembles, ignites”. writing, which stuns and scorches. It will be a
roach, situated squarely in the slums, and placed The segue into the next section, “Boarding-School Stephanie Sy-Quia’s pleasure to see which cycles of myth Benson takes
alongside the rather matronly “sweet”. Tales”, is padded with poems only tangentially debut is Amnion, 2021 on next. n
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HO ARE YOU GOING TO BELIEVE , me also suggests that the poet controlling our illusions reality as he sits tilted in a car that is having a slow
or your own eyes?” The Belfast poet is uneasy in the spotlight of his own self-exposure, puncture mended. History is always with us, disturb-
Stephen Sexton’s second collection of preferring to throw his voice or assume various ing the air, on repeat. Thus, many of the poems in
poems opens with the conundrum posed by a dis- disguises before disappearing into a shimmering Cheryl’s Destinies vibrate not only forwards but back-
sembling Chico in the Marx Brothers’ anarchic film landscape of mirage and mirror images. wards as Sexton continues to unlock the possibilities
Duck Soup (1933), famous for its much-imitated Tricksy forefathers such as Muldoon and John of poetic form, expertly manoeuvring narrative
“mirror scene” in which Harpo, impersonating Ashbery loom large. The book’s middle section worlds across hairpin line-bends.
Groucho, pretends to be Groucho’s reflection in a strains the limits of credibility somewhat with an Fittingly, the book closes with an elegiac tribute
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nonexistent mirror. unlikely “collaboration” between W. B. Yeats and to the master poet of the detour and the double take,
For the poet, as for the comic actor, it’s all about Billy Corgan, as lines from Yeats’s greatest hits (“The Ciaran Carson, that locates not just the poet but the
timing and surprise, and the spring-loaded poems Song of the Happy Shepherd”, “The Lake Isle of future of poetry itself in a Belfast that is the shifting
of Cheryl’s Destinies foreground questions about Innisfree”) sound alongside Corgan’s angst-ridden centre of the arts of illusion, mystery, and endless
art and authenticity, belief and make-believe, the lyrics from the Smashing Pumpkins’ second album, dynamism: “I know the road’s every inch; its urgent
inescapable presence of history and the contingent Siamese Dream (1993). Musing on the album’s Maria Johnston is a camber // and final curve at which the country
self in crisis, in ways that leave the reader spinning composition, Corgan remembered feeling “this great visiting research fellow falls away, / where like a diorama of itself, Belfast
in discombobulation. In “High School Musical”, pressure to make [it] set the world on fire”, and in the School of // emerges shining”. A poet whose poems, to quote
the poem’s inconspicuous speaker performs Sexton may have felt similar pressure approaching English, Trinity College Eavan Boland, “are marked by ambition and inven-
“Edelweiss” on guitar off-stage during a school his highly anticipated second collection at a time Dublin tion”, Sexton can go even further than this. n
Student” (Barbarians, 1977): “Diffi- is detrimental: not only does would be erroneous to mistake this are slighter and more indulgent, meant to have found.
cult Latin sticks in my throat / And Vuong’s imagery lose precision, but for lack of force. Akbar is simply other poems are simultaneously In one passage, Sy-Quia provides
the scarecrow wears my coat”. the poems lose their shape and interrogating his life and his place lighter and more sage. Akbar’s some definitions of “buttress”,
Batchelor claims his birthright as definition. Butterflies move not just in the world with greater stillness. breaking up a prayer by laughing explores the kenning banhus (bone-
both poet and translator, as did like but “so much / like a heart / on He invokes Anne Carson’s defini- uncontrollably with his brother, in house, ie body), then links church
Derek Mahon, for whom he writes fire”, and a Nissan is “the size of a tion of a pilgrim as “a person who “How Prayer Works”, made me architecture to the body, as if
an elegy in tactful emulation of that monster’s coffin” (we are not told is up to something”, and attaches rethink the idea, ingrained over sharing the preparatory notes for a
humane and cosmopolitan spirit. what kind of monster); more than the title “Pilgrim Bell” to multiple decades, that laughter “cancelled” poem. But this connection is made
Batchelor’s gifts have long been nine pages, constituting nearly 15 poems, examining how the profane salat. more effectively earlier with “the
apparent: now that he has served per cent of the book, are given over is inextricably entangled with the Pilgrim Bell insistently travels to clerestory of my mouth”. One
them with such formal power, to three long poems consisting of sacred. The poems emphasize the necessary places, with regard to eventually gets the sense that the
range and subtlety, who in his random single sentences such as distance between, to quote one the intimacies of faith, the land- poet is providing her own interpre-
generation will take up the chal- “Time is a mother” – poems owning such “Pilgrim Bell”, how “my scapes of empire and the perform- tations straight, rather than entrust-
lenge offered? the occasional fillip of metaphor savior has powers and he needs. ativity and honesty of poetry. The ing the mystery to her reader. n
Sean O’Brien and the rhythm of basic repetition, To be convinced to use them”. poems are deeply considered and Dominic Leonard
K
rissy and Anthony arrived in Cairo bearing a
two-foot-long Slovenian sausage, a matchbox
full of Lotty’s ashes and the story of the
Aleksandrinke. Sam and I met the couple with a
travel schedule and a rough-and-ready research
plan: the staff at the Australian embassy had
arranged some hasty public events where Krissy
would share the developing story, and we would see
what happened. (The past is ever restless in Egypt,
especially those years surrounding the Suez Crisis
in 1956, when Nasser flexed his might.) Within a few
days, Krissy was sipping tea in the loungeroom of
a new-found family member in the outer suburbs
M K
Y HALF OF THE STORY begins in Cairo in rissy’s half of the story begins at the feet of my departure to Egypt for an extra week – the week
the spring of 2018; a spring of heat-slurred their grandmother, Lotty Kneen, the family I bought An Uncertain Grace. Or the email I received
days and Iftar nights. My husband, Sam, matriarch: a gifted paper artist, collector of from my literary agent, Jane, in the days after I sent
had been posted to the Australian embassy, and the grisly folk stories and self-confessed witch. When my one-and-only fan letter, introducing me to a
two of us were living in a hotel while we searched Krissy was a child, Lotty won the lottery and moved fellow client – a certain Krissy Kneen – who was
for an apartment. Our room looked out to the Nile the family to a remote property in the Queensland considering a last-minute trip to Cairo on the
and overhung the hotel function centre. At night, bush, where they made life-sized papier-mâché strength of some somnambulant invitation from an
fireworks erupted against the bedroom windows or monsters – the beasts from Lotty’s favourite tales – unknown Aussie expat. Might I accompany Krissy,
landed on the balcony and fizzed into a frenzy. for a desolate theme park. At Dragonhall, Lotty’s Jane asked, to make sure this wasn’t some kind of
Between the jet lag, the fireworks and the raw new- daughters and granddaughters could be shielded Kathy Bates Misery situation?
ness of it all, I gave up on night sleeping. I’d start from the evils of the world and the venal treachery It is easy to turn it all into a destiny-riven fairy
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a book as the dark came down and finish with the of men. The source of Lotty’s hyper-vigilance was tale; that’s what memoir is, the literary collision of
dawn call to prayer, then dream my way through never explained; she guarded the past as ferociously memory and myth. Although what is extraordinary
the hours of high sun. as she guarded her family. Questions were forbidden. to me is not the kismet of my offer, but Krissy’s
One of those insomniac books was An Uncertain Over time, Krissy pieced together a bare outline: It is easy to emphatic assent. It’s the quality that animates their
Grace (2017), a novel-in-stories by the Brisbane- Lotty had once been named Dragica and had been turn it all into fiction, its wild receptivity. A quality Krissy learnt
based author Krissy Kneen. I knew nothing much born in what is now Slovenia; she had travelled – or perhaps salvaged – from those lonely days at
of it, or of them. In the days before we left for Cairo, to Alexandria in childhood, then fled Cairo as a a destiny-riven Dragonhall.
I had bought Aussie fiction haphazardly, ravenously. married woman in the late 1950s, when President fairy tale; Before Krissy learnt of the Aleksandrinke, and all
A suitcase full of novels. A salve, I thought, for Nasser expelled expatriates from Egypt. Lotty that’s what they relinquished, Lotty’s story was largely confined
homesickness. But Kneen is not in the business arrived in England with two infant daughters – to that empty theme park and its repressed trau-
of solace. Krissy’s mother and aunt – and a suitcase that had memoir is, mas; it was a story Krissy survived. The story Krissy
The opening act of the novel sees a professor been robbed of its contents, save for a human skull. the literary tells now is one of the world-shaping muscle of
relive an affair with a former student as if he, the From there the exiled family made their way to women’s work, and of intergenerational resilience.
professor, were inside her skin, by way of a virtual- Australia, where that winning lottery ticket and a
collision of It’s an inheritance Krissy is passing on to other
reality bodysuit. The professor remembers a mutual life of self-imposed seclusion waited for them. memory and children of the Aleksandrinke. That I can revisit the
surrender to pleasure; the student does not. Inside When Lotty died, it was as if some gatekeeping myth birth of that story on the page is a quiet marvel to
the bodysuit, the professor experiences their con- spell had been broken. Krissy was freed to seek a me. When I read The Three Burials of Lotty Kneen,
flicting accounts simultaneously, a kind of sensory new story: a lineage, a history, a mooring. In the my memory and Krissy’s memoir seem to play out
stereopsis. There is no penitent little fable here; the spring of 2018, Krissy and their partner, Anthony, in tandem. I’m reminded of the futuristic bodysuit
encounter is as seductive as it is damning. There is flew to Slovenia, to try to find Lotty’s home village, in the novel that brought us together.
a dark power, Kneen argues – and a darker ecstasy but with no photographs or documents, and few But if I’m honest, I only picked-up An Uncertain
– in being both predator and prey. When you work full names, research soon stalled. On the streets Grace because of the cover: a gauzy jellyfish in a
as a book critic, you read a lot of inoffensive novels; of Ljubljana, Krissy searched the faces of strangers dreamless cobalt sea. After dark, the Nile teems
volume after volume of amiably defanged fiction. for some jolt of recognition; an echo of Krissy’s with party boats: flat-decked, neon-draped motor-
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An Uncertain Grace was profane and sublime, a own face. boats that blast shaabi music across the water.
novel snarled in techno-ethical knots and awash A chance encounter in a bookshop unearthed a The night I began Krissy’s book, the reflected glow
in eco-grief: beautiful robot children lured sex lead: the Aleksandrinke, a group of Slovenian of the boats pulsed across the hotel ceiling and
offenders; a ruined anthropocene sea quivered with women from the country’s western borderlands the room felt like it was underwater. So did I. Egypt
noxious jellyfish. who, from the 1890s, became nursemaids to the was my third country of residence in two years;
I finished the book in the thick, pre-dawn dark. children of wealthy European families in Alexandria. Cairo, my thirtieth move. Much later, when that
I can’t quite explain the compulsion, but I felt the The money they sent home saved their war-ravaged Beejay Silcox is an well-storied city felt like a kind of home, I would
need to tell the author where the tales had found villages from starvation, but the women often had Australian writer and learn that the Arabic for jellyfish is qandeel al-bahr,
me and where they had taken me; to tell Kneen of to leave their own children behind, and the sacrifice critic lantern of the sea. n
Plain speaking “it could be argued”, making their claims too slip-
pery to pin down.
I think of this as “fortress” writing. It is impenetra-
ble. No critic can storm it, but no reader can enjoy
IRINA DUMITRESCU One fear is that by writing simply, we will come it either. Universities train their students to write like
across as simple – with all that word’s disparaging this: not to teach, persuade or delight, but to resist
associations with disability and low class. When a attack. The best argument is not necessarily the most
W
HY IS IT SO HARD TO WRITE CLEARLY? chorus of pundits insists that modern life is com- innovative or profound, but the one with the fewest
I have had many opportunities to ask plex, simplicity starts to seem old-fashioned. Once holes in it.
myself this question lately. Over the past we spoke of love; now we might talk about attach- The alternative to the fortress is, to my mind, the
few months I’ve been taking a class on the basics of ment and co-dependency. Fear has transformed garden. “Garden” writing is inviting, colourful and
feature stories. Our teacher is a seasoned journalist into anxiety. The old words seem too plain to serve. open to crowds. It allows each reader to find their
who insists that we learn how to edit our own prose This prejudice is wrong. One of the fascinating own way through a poem or an essay, crafting their
ruthlessly. (If he saw this paragraph, he would cut things I noticed when I was first learning to read own meaning as they go. Gardens are also vulner-
“seasoned” – a cliché – as well as all the words ending medieval languages was that poets tended to repeat able. They change with time. The guests might pluck
with -ly.) vocabulary. Instead of using varied terms for differ- the roses or stomp on the flowerbeds. Someone
What strikes me as I watch him work is his low ent aspects of an emotion or an idea, they used might be allergic to pollen. To write clear, welcom-
tolerance for jargon. I thought I knew what jargon the same word over and over again. They did this ing language is to open yourself up to complaints.
was: words such as “discourse”, “deconstruct” and because the words were often richer in meaning. And yet there is nothing as powerful as plain lan-
“problematize”. These are the cigarette-holders of Take Old English “mod”, the root of our word guage, as this well-known Middle English religious
diction: showy, stretched out, more noxious than “mood”. It was used for the mind, the emotions, the lyric shows:
they look. My teacher’s bar is much higher. If it’s spirit, as well as for certain qualities to be found in Nou goth sonne vnder wod,
long and Latinate, it’s got to go. a person, such as courage, pride or magnificence. Me reweth, Marie, thi faire rode.
I confess to having a soft spot for ten-dollar words. Or consider Middle High German “minne”, which Nou goth sonne vnder tre,
Anyway, it’s easier to avoid jargon than it is to pare is often translated as “courtly love”. “Minne” could Me reweth, Marie, thy sone and the.
down knotty turns of phrase. I once believed that also mean friendship, parental love, commemora- The first line describes the sun’s rays slipping
burdening a sentence with adverbs and circumlocu- tion and sex. The medieval poet repeated simple behind the woods. But the poem’s early Christian
tions was a disease that only afflicted scholars. It words in order to reveal their layered senses. audience would have known that “wod” and “tre”
turns out that many writers do it, whether or not Today’s translator must consider each word in could also refer to the Cross. Perhaps we are not
they work in a university. It is as though we are context and decide on the best modern equivalent. looking at a forest, but at the sun reddening behind
dancing around – and away from – what we mean This can mean rendering one medieval word in five Calvary, highlighting the crosses as it descends.
to say. different ways on the same page. The speaker pities Mary’s beautiful blushing face, or
One might assume that people write difficult But I think there is another, deeper fear that keeps “rode”, as well as the Rood, lovely in its promise of
prose because they don’t know any better. But it is so many writers tied to their obscurities: the terror salvation despite being an instrument of torture.
not enough to learn the principles of clear writing. that someone might understand what they are trying Above all, the repetition of “sonne” – a sun, a son
A writer can memorize Strunk and White’s The Ele- to say. Many writers assume a defensive posture Irina Dumitrescu and soon – would have recalled the sunrise, or
ments of Style and still find herself using “the way when they sit down to their computers. They are teaches medieval resurrection, to come. This quatrain was not written
in which” instead of “how”. It is not ignorance that afraid of being taken to task for their beliefs, argu- literature at the to impress or deflect, but to invite its readers to medi-
makes writing convoluted. It is fear. ments or point of view. So they slip in “perhaps” and University of Bonn tate with language both humble and rich. n
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1 Man goes finally to place near Dumfries with daffodils rather than gladioli primarily; she wanted
flowers after all (3, 8)
11 12 7 This training programme is from France (3)
9 Take the last thing in leather about woven cord and what do you get? (4, 5)
13 10 Author with ego destroyed about the end of Fathers and Sons (5)
11 Name taken by Stephen’s daughter with ladies backing origin of fiction (5)
14 15 12 One of 16 11’s characters is signalled initially in her Miss Durrant (8)
14 Here’s a place in French author’s ship to rent (14)
16 17 As Pluto might be described in a screwball comedy (3, 1, 5, 5)
21 Complain about Spain’s intolerable civil assault primarily, this did (8)
17 18 19 23 Fast, nothing! Slowly, more likely! (5)
25 Miss Mitchison finally, one old bird that’s suffered a reverse (5)
20 26 Performing all together, including discordant cornet (2,7)
27 Yggdrasil, say, Norse god’s height (3)
21 22 23 28 American composer shelters Stones not wanted here (11)
24 DOWN
1 Native American doctor, a surgeon in M.A.S.H., lacking attention (6)
25 26 2 Encompasses R.U.R. rewritten in popular music (9)
3 “The — subdu’d Or Captive drag’d in Chains” (Paradise Lost) (4-3)
4 Author’s setback for Lively, being without covers (4)
5 New game’s clever, but it’s not done like this (10)
27 28 6 Fermented products made from game put up in Mongolian tents (7)
7 Letters coming in chains? (5)
8 For recreation we have this on vacation; that’s novel (3, 5)
H E N R Y G R E E N G SOLUTION TO CROSSWORD 1417 13 Turbulent cataract I start to notice in VW sinfoni (10)
M E E U O S I R I S 15 One’s about to defame Huxley’s people perhaps (9)
B I R D S O N G M E T The winners of Crossword 1417 are 16 Roman poet mostly in a confused state (8)
L A E L D O R A D O
I C A N E T C
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P A R T Y G O I N G B A C K 19 Golden state, Ohio, or a city elsewhere (7)
E E E A U P A The sender of the first correct 20 Ascot races around about the end of June – scorer wanted (6)
R O N D I N O Y E A R E N D solution opened on April 29, 2022, 22 Product of fir tree growing up hard in Arden (5)
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