Edwin Muir

Bits of poem by Edwin Muir encased by an excellent mystery.

Where have you seen poetry? « Pinched Nerves 2010

Scotland's capital city was "not a centre but a blank", as the poet and critic Edwin Muir notoriously put it in the 1930s.

A life in writing: James Robertson 2010

Edwin Muir electronic photographs epitaph for a nice old lady

Worried Imogen 2009

After quoting the opinions of Stephen Spender, Edwin Muir, and Robert Graves, Horwill turns to British politicians, including the Archbishop of Canterbury, who appealed for more British war poetry.

Archive 2009-12-01 2009

Edwin Muir electronic photographs epitaph for a nice old lady

Normal service is (almost) resumed... Imogen 2009

Edwin Muir electronic photographs epitaph for a nice old lady

Constructive criticism and a good weekend Imogen 2009

His poetry's connection to poets I know and love, like Tennyson, Edwin Muir, the Victorian James Thomson, reminds me to be always drawing life from these poetic ancestors too: they are in my landscape, just like the people who lived and died here.

Archive 2009-06-01 Rus Bowden 2009

Edwin Muir electronic photographs epitaph for a nice old lady

Weirdos and the undead Imogen 2009

And it is in this coda that Edwin Muir attempts to enlist his God--the grace of poetry perhaps--in the struggle against more grudging words.

Archive 2009-10-01 Rus Bowden 2009

Edwin Muir electronic photographs epitaph for a nice old lady

A lunchtime walk... Imogen 2009