James Fenton1

James Fenton1 Poems

1.
In Paris With You

Don't talk to me of love. I've had an earful
And I get tearful when I've downed a drink or two.
I'm one of your talking wounded.
I'm a hostage. I'm maroonded.
...

2.
God, A Poem

A nasty surprise in a sandwich,
A drawing-pin caught in your sock,
The limpest of shakes from a hand which
You'd thought would be firm as a rock,
...

3.
A German Requiem

It is not what they built. It is what they knocked down.
It is not the houses. It is the spaces in between the houses.
It is not the streets that exist. It is the streets that no longer exist.
It is not your memories which haunt you.
...

4.
Wind

This is the wind, the wind in a field of corn.
Great crowds are fleeing from a major disaster
Down the green valleys, the long swaying wadis,
Down through the beautiful catastrophe of wind.
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James Fenton1 Quotes

11 November 2014

The lullaby is the spell whereby the mother attempts to transform herself back from an ogre to a saint.

11 November 2014

The writing of a poem is like a child throwing stones into a mineshaft. You compose first, then you listen for the reverberation.

11 November 2014

Imitation, if it is not forgery, is a fine thing. It stems from a generous impulse, and a realistic sense of what can and cannot be done.

11 November 2014

One does not become a guru by accident.

James Fenton1 Comments

Faggot 11 January 2018

There was no poem caalled SAVED

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James Fenton1 Biography

James Martin Fenton (born 25 April 1949, Lincoln) is an English poet, journalist and literary critic. He is a former Oxford Professor of Poetry.

Born in Lincoln, Fenton grew up in Lincolnshire and Staffordshire, the son of Canon John Fenton, a noted biblical scholar. He was educated at the Durham Choristers School, Repton and Magdalen College, O ...

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