The International Literary Quarterly

February 2010


Rose Ausländer
Charles Bernstein
Amy Bloom
Jean Boase-Beier
Carmen Bugan
Moira Burgess
Larry Butler
James Byrne
Jim Carruth
Neil Charleton
Ronald Christ
A.C. Clarke
David Dawnay
Patricia Delmar
Des Dillon
Anne Donovan
Gerrie Fellows
Cheryl Follon
Ronald Frame
Hazel Frew
Rodge Glass
David Goldie
Jane Goldman
Martin Goodman
Siobhan Harvey
Beatriz Hausner
Kusay Hussein
A.B. Jackson
Kapka Kassabova
Velimir Khlebnikov
David Kinloch
Micaela Lewitt
Zhimin Li
Gerry Loose
James McGonigal
Gerry McGrath
Donal McLaughlin
Kate McLoughlin
Andrea McNicoll
Willy Maley
Peter Manson
Laura Marney
Ernst Meister
Lina Meruane
Edwin Morgan
Ewan Morrison
Laura Muetzelfeldt
Hom Paribag
Mario Petrucci
Clare Pollard
Sheila Puri
Claire Quigley
Elizabeth Reeder
Alan Riach
Dilys Rose
Suhayl Saadi
Sue Reid Sexton
Bina Shah
Yasir Shah
Jim Stewart
Zoë Strachan
Chiew-Siah Tei
Valerie Thornton
Anthony Vivis
Marshall Walker
Zoë Wicomb
Xu Xi

40 Glasgow Voices

Volta: A Multilingual Anthology
(One poem: 82 languages)

Issue 10 Guest Artist:
John Hoyland RA

Founding Editor: Peter Robertson
Deputy Editor: Jill Dawson
Art Editor: Calum Colvin

Consulting Editors
Marjorie Agosín
Daniel Albright
Meena Alexander
Maria Teresa Andruetto
Frank Ankersmit
Rosemary Ashton
Reza Aslan
Leonard Barkan
Michael Barry
Shadi Bartsch
Thomas Bartscherer
Susan Bassnett
Gillian Beer
David Bellos
Richard Berengarten
Charles Bernstein
Sujata Bhatt
Mario Biagioli
Jean Boase-Beier
Elleke Boehmer
Eavan Boland
Stephen Booth
Alain de Botton
Carmen Boulossa
Rachel Bowlby
Svetlana Boym
Peter Brooks
Marina Brownlee
Roberto Brodsky
Carmen Bugan
Jenni Calder
Stanley Cavell
Hollis Clayson
Sarah Churchwell
Kristina Cordero
Drucilla Cornell
Junot Díaz
André Dombrowski
Denis Donoghue
Ariel Dorfman
Rita Dove
Denise Duhamel
Klaus Ebner
Robert Elsie
Stefano Evangelista
Orlando Figes
Tibor Fischer
Shelley Fisher Fishkin
Peter France
Nancy Fraser
Maureen Freely
Michael Fried
Marjorie Garber
Anne Garréta
Marilyn Gaull
Zulfikar Ghose
Paul Giles
Lydia Goehr
Vasco Graça Moura
A. C. Grayling
Stephen Greenblatt
Lavinia Greenlaw
Lawrence Grossberg
Edith Grossman
Elizabeth Grosz
Boris Groys
David Harsent
Benjamin Harshav
Geoffrey Hartman
François Hartog
Molly Haskell
Selina Hastings
Beatriz Hausner
Valerie Henitiuk
Kathryn Hughes
Aamer Hussein
Djelal Kadir
Kapka Kassabova
John Kelly
Martin Kern
Mimi Khalvati
Joseph Koerner
Annette Kolodny
Julia Kristeva
George Landow
Chang-Rae Lee
Mabel Lee
Linda Leith
Suzanne Jill Levine
Lydia Liu
Margot Livesey
Julia Lovell
Willy Maley
Alberto Manguel
Ben Marcus
Paul Mariani
Marina Mayoral
Richard McCabe
Campbell McGrath
Jamie McKendrick
Edie Meidav
Jack Miles
Toril Moi
Susana Moore
Laura Mulvey
Azar Nafisi
Martha Nussbaum
Sari Nusseibeh
Tim Parks
Clare Pettitt
Caryl Phillips
Robert Pinsky
Elena Poniatowska
Elizabeth Powers
Elizabeth Prettejohn
Martin Puchner
Kate Pullinger
Paula Rabinowitz
Rajeswari Sunder Rajan
James Richardson
François Rigolot
Geoffrey Robertson
Ritchie Robertson
Avital Ronell
Carla Sassi
Michael Scammell
Celeste Schenck
Sudeep Sen
Hadaa Sendoo
Miranda Seymour
Mimi Sheller
Elaine Showalter
Penelope Shuttle
Werner Sollors
Frances Spalding
Gayatri Chakravorty Spivak
Julian Stallabrass
Susan Stewart
Rebecca Stott
Mark Strand
Kathryn Sutherland
John Whittier Treat
David Treuer
David Trinidad
Marjorie Trusted
Lidia Vianu
Victor Vitanza
Marina Warner
David Wellbery
Edwin Williamson
Michael Wood
Theodore Zeldin

Associate Editor: Jeff Barry
Associate Editor: Neil Langdon Inglis
Assistant Editor: Ana de Biase
Assistant Editor: Sophie Lewis
Assistant Editor: Siska Rappé
Art Consultant: Angie Roytgolz

Click to enlarge picture Click to enlarge picture. Five Poems by Jim Carruth  


A Shout in the Street
(for Kenny Hunter)

Where the city is the gallery
celebrate the furred and feathered,
survivors of the man made.

Raise up on broken pallet,
empty barrel, plinth of worn tyre,
statues to small lives.

Where landscapes of man
are the ancestors of white goods,
old fridges and tvs cast aside.                    

Adjust your picture to lifted wings.
Above those silent screens
honour the unknown pigeon.

Where excessive waste splits bin bags
exposing the colour of discard,
banana skin and fag packet

and everyday is thrown away,
analyse with fox and hawk
end products as self portraits.


Brush Strokes

i.  Two crabs (1889)

On the canvas
crabs too close

for kindness
pincer and claw

bright red

created by
bold gestures

that will slash
the artist’s ear.

ii.  Field with the ploughman(1889)

From his view of nearby fields
and the hills of les Alpilles

painted from his room
he has taken away

the bars on his window
the high asylum wall

but left the ploughman
his two heavy horses

hauling dark scars across
his wheat field stubble.

iii.  Rain Auvers (1890)

in the hollow

rain slicing
the canvas
slanted strokes

the track
to the cemetery.


Dovima with Elephants
(1955 Gelatin silver print – Richard Avedon)

Beauty poses in black
beside a brace of reluctant old age,
for to capture this moment is everything.
Its statement tall and elegant—
unblemished skin bedecked in Dior.

Be ready to bear witness
as its graceful messenger walks free between
the grey tethered in their heavy chains.
They are unable to escape

Standing like some shapely Samson,
shorn of unsightly locks she reaches out
to touch both deep grooved bodies
as though this could bring these pillars of time
tumbling down around Youth’s crucifix.

This divine human whose long smooth neck
stretches back to catch all the light
echoes in turn the curve of an ancient trunk
already rising above her
                  to trumpet the first warning.  



In the third Summer
of the war
the orphans
wandered further
into the country
eager for sport
and found him
on a dry river bed
legs buckled
under a failing body
eyes black with flies.

The children swarmed
over the dusty bank.
With their fists
branches and rocks
they clubbed
the frightened beast
tore at his hide
silenced his bellow.
Small crimson hands
held entrails
high in the sun.

the final breath
the victory songs
laughter stopped.
Left behind
by the others
one boy
dropped his weapon
lay down against
the still-warm belly.


The hand that sees
(for Bengt Amundin)

i.  alpha

As a child
he’d walk
         the beaches
treasure the feel
of seaweed,
stones worn smooth
         by the movement
of waves.

Use your gift
                     to make
        beautiful things
and he listened
to his mother’s
few words
       with his eyes
and with his hands.


ii.  Icarus

It’s about seeing
     what others
would miss
alert to 
the shapes of nature
possibilities of pebbles
trees and seeds.

It’s about change
of the found
     clay, bronze, marble
about becoming
            the alchemist
of the physical
and the thought.

It’s about journey
an exploration
of place
time and myth,
a flight that opens up
to air, sun, water
the arc of a wing
its rise    and fall.


iii. omega

The phoenix
a rising flame
bright in your eyes
as you work the clay
on a rough bench

Explain to me
curve and form            
the importance of
from every angle.

I follow your fingers
shaping and shaping 
the damp clay
teasing out meaning
with your mind.

Later these hands
come together
resting like a butterfly
great wings folded.