[New-Poetry] BESTEST CITY FOR POETRY

David Bircumshaw david.bircumshaw at ntlworld.com
Fri Jul 28 21:05:32 EDT 2006


Anny

I like, or 'get', your association of Lisboa and loneliness. Its that long sea that stretches from it. I recall, on a totally different earthy angle, hearing the long wail of the horn on an Australian long-distance train hauling out of Melbourne, the miles and miles of it that carried in its sound.
The Portuguese have that word, 'saudade' (sp?) is it not?

best

Dave


  ----- Original Message ----- 
  From: Anny Ballardini 
  To: NewPoetry: Contemporary Poetry News &Views 
  Sent: Friday, July 28, 2006 5:52 PM
  Subject: Re: [New-Poetry] BESTEST CITY FOR POETRY


  You know Dave,

  I first saw Lisbon onboard the Eugenio Costa, the Admiral ship, from the Atlantic Ocean when coming back to Europe and about 20 something of age, this tiniest couple of houses swept by an inclement wind, barren hilly land /from the Ocean earth seems just limited and precarious, and I wished to get back. It happened in 1998 or around that date, and especially to look for Pessoa, 
  what I can add to my previous message is that they built and built along the coast, or at least this my impression, and the loneliness of Lisbon I first felt so intensely is not there any more to be found again,
  a pity.

    From: David Bircumshaw 
    Sent: Friday, July 28, 2006 1:40 AM


    This is interesting, Anny. I have an abiding memory of Lisboa as the place I never went to: this was in the late 80's and the train from Madrid used to seperate somewhere around the Andalusian border, I don't recall exactly where, one bit going to Lisbon the other to Malaga or Seville etc. We always took the Spanish option.

    best

    Dave 
      ----- Original Message ----- 
      From: Anny Ballardini 
      To: NewPoetry: Contemporary Poetry News &Views 
      Sent: Wednesday, July 19, 2006 6:05 AM
      Subject: Re: [New-Poetry] BESTEST CITY FOR POETRY


      I think I agree, think of Lisbon (Lisboa) and Pessoa. I went there to see it just because of the poet and whatever I saw (filthiness / religious fanaticism acting through obscure Catholicism / such) just brought me back to the poet, to how he transformed it or how it resonated in him. 
      Only the new Arts Center (new several years ago), spectacular indeed, brought me to a different dimension.

        From: Halvard Johnson 
        &Views 
        Sent: Wednesday, July 19, 2006 3:53 AM



        Any city a poet finds him/herself in. 


        Hal


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