A friend of a friend recently asked me what I thought of John Keats. In 2009, I was cycling down Grafton Road, near Gospel Oak in north London, on my way to Birkbeck College where I’d just started a job. As I was cycling, I was listening to a podcast from the
How typically generous of Christopher to use such an occasion not only to express his pleasure in the Keats book, but to promote a living poet. He is such a fine reader that it is a great pity he has never been asked to record a selection of poems from his Oxford Book of English Verse.
I enjoyed both your unnerving story - it’s curious how conversations, even those heard on a podcast, often become stuck to a certain place - and the Ricks podcast. Thank you.
That podcast is a good discussion of biography, especially on the greatness of the letters. Thank you for the recommendation.
How typically generous of Christopher to use such an occasion not only to express his pleasure in the Keats book, but to promote a living poet. He is such a fine reader that it is a great pity he has never been asked to record a selection of poems from his Oxford Book of English Verse.
I like this story Adam. Birkbeck College misses you (or parts of it do, anyway).
I enjoyed both your unnerving story - it’s curious how conversations, even those heard on a podcast, often become stuck to a certain place - and the Ricks podcast. Thank you.