She had chops and finesse, style, substance and a verse that was steadily and uniquely her own. She fit into her age and responded to it with verve. But sometime after she had departed, her tradition turned just enough in her native country that what she was doing was deemed unattractive. That’s a shame, as what falls between the cracks in these kinds of poetical shifts is often worth as much if not more than what comes to the surface.Get a PDF of Jones' essay here.
Tuesday, 27 December 2011
What Falls Between the Cracks
Using our own reissue as a starting point, Evan Jones tries to get to the bottom of why Anne Wilkinson's wonderful poems keep getting overlooked: