Daisy Dunn

Why are there so few decent poetry podcasts?

The best remains Frank Skinner's. Plus: a deft and beautiful play about the life of Sappho

Detestable, miserable and marvellous: the poet A.E. Housman in 1922. Photo: Bridgeman via Getty Images 
issue 02 March 2024

The late John Berryman described A.E. Housman as ‘a detestable and miserable man. Arrogant, unspeakably lonely, cruel, and so on, but an absolutely marvellous minor poet… and a great scholar’. The Times obituarist went further, declaring Housman to have been, on occasion, ‘so unapproachable as to diffuse a frost’. That such a man could be so moved by a cherry tree in spring and by the dales of Shropshire in autumn says something about the separability of art and life.

The greatest contradiction for Frank Skinner, whose poetry podcast has returned for a ninth series, lies between Housman’s work as a Cambridge classicist and his verse. As Skinner observes, there are relatively few classical allusions in A Shropshire Lad, one of the most accessible collections of the late 19th century. The poet’s metrical phrasings are far removed from the cadences of classical scholarship.

A fragment of Sappho was found in the wrapping of a mummified crocodile

The topography of some of the poems is also, it has to be said, scandalously inaccurate, as any pilgrim can tell you.

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