?...There's no real point if there's no levity.? Such might be the epigraph not just to this collection, but indeed to the literary and academic career, if not the very life, of Walter Redfern. Charting a typically independent, droll and thought-provoking path through the stock lyric themes of love, death and nostalgia, these poems enrich his reader?s experience not only by creating an attractive persona, and one close, as I personally know, to the man himself, but also by commenting sometimes ironically, sometimes obliquely but never sarcastically on that very procedure. The connexions vary in their degree of looseness and can take us very close to home, his and ours. For instance the family figure strongly, especially Mr Redfern senior, evoked with a pride and tenderness that inevitably summon up Dylan Thomas, but avoid all emotional overstatement. Meanwhile, alongside evocations of foreign lands and sites (Mexico, Turkey, the Proven?al monastery of Ganagobie, Corfu, burial place of a drowned friend ?) we enjoy endearing snapshots of his native Liverpool: Roger McGough pays the town similar tributes, and the comparisons will again enlighten and enliven those experiencing Redfern for the first time. Love and desire are treated with sincerity, discretion and a degree of wit redolent of Larkin but far more tenderly, while the poet?s French studies bear rich fruit in his witty response, composed by a vengeful H?l?ne, to the famous sonnet on her inevitable loss of youth and beauty, once penned by a Ronsard she now freely condemns as a bastard. Correspondingly the poet exploits, and to telling effect, his own advancing age and indeed illness, particularly his hospitalisation in a cardiac ward, and in a way that defies the loss of inspiration afflicting some (like Larkin, unlike Ronsard) in their later years. Stevie Smith is an intriguing analogue in this connexion, but Redfern?s wit proves a powerful barrier against any depression threatening his persona, or, one hopes, his public. A world authority on humour, especially puns, he ends his anthology with a series of pithy verses at once celebrating and demystifying such irritatingly complex terms as zeugma, adianoeta and litotes, which he guys with a levity reminiscent of Ogden Nash, but one specifically fed by his own career of literary and linguistic investigation. Ever a lover of language on its own abounding terms, he concludes with the delightfully self-deflating touch whereby his tee-shirt would simply bear the words ?No comment?. Over to you, gentle readers.? Professor J. Parkin,D/French ,Bristol University; author of French Humour
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