~ Some friends hand us on their copies of The Economist. By the time we get to read them they are often no longer relevant, and they often become onerous clutter. But I always try to look at the reviews in the back, which sometimes yield some surprising treasures. I find one of Derek Walcott's latest, and perhaps last, book White Egrets. The review begins
'Modern poetry seems all too often to be associated with coy, small-minded ironists; teasing, finicky word players who often write in disappointingly short lines and seem to lack the ambition, the emotional force, the rhetorical reach, and even the range of subject matter of great poets of the past. Where to go these days to find the real thing?'
which caught my eye. I know next to nothing about Walcott or his work, except something about his reputation getting into trouble last year, but the more I read of and about this book, the more I like the sound of it, so I order it from Amazon. I like having a book in the post to look forward to.
(The link is to an interesting-looking website on Caribbean arts and culture, and contains the Economist review and others.)
~ Argentina v Germany. I down tools from scraping paint at 4 pm and give it my full attention. So glad I did. Tom's deaf-people's subtitles are at the top of the screen instead of the bottom, and have the added bonus of covering up Maradona's face most of the time, but happily they fail to do so after the second German goal. Some interesting language: an Argentinian is 'swallowed up and dispossessed', and then there are Gary Lineker's puns, which are truly cringeworthy and therefore right up my street. Of the psychic German octopus (oh go and Google it yourself if you don't know...), he says 'Anyone who followed his tips would be squids in!'.
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