Poetry and Politics

It's hard to believe that this is for real: a poem about Trump written by an American, riffing on the orange one's Scottish heritage (which, I'm sure it's fair to say, embarrasses our entire nation). Indeed, something in the headline gives me pause: why would The Scotsman describe it as "created" rather then "written"? I…

Ink, by Hal Duncan (Books 2007, 3)

So, The Book of All Hours is finished. And fine, fine stuff it is, too. This volume seems somehow more polished than the first , but perhaps not as exciting, as startling. The story is brought to a conclusion of sorts, but as you might expect, it's ambiguous, open to interpretation. This is, of course,…

Book Notes 17: Vellum, by Hal Duncan

I finally get to read Vellum, then. I'd been waiting for the paperback for a while, as I said back in Book Notes 7. I've pre-ordered the sequel, Ink, in hardback, though, which should be recommendation enough. We are, once again, in the territory of myths walking the Earth. This time they are angels and…