{"id":4572,"date":"2024-10-13T12:20:54","date_gmt":"2024-10-13T11:20:54","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/garyhollingsbee.com\/blog\/?p=4572"},"modified":"2024-11-18T20:39:07","modified_gmt":"2024-11-18T20:39:07","slug":"book-evocation","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/garyhollingsbee.com\/blog\/2024\/10\/13\/book-evocation\/","title":{"rendered":"Book Evocation"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>A discussion about the merits of reading a physical book rather than a digital copy led to considerations about the way that books &#8211; like songs &#8211; are associated with a particular moment in time in memory. There&#8217;s some truth to this. I often recall the first copy of a selection of Thomas Hardy&#8217;s poetry fondly.<\/p>\n<p>It must have been the summer of 1987. It was a bright summer&#8217;s day. One of those days that &#8211; in memory &#8211; capture the sunlight and glorious happiness of being a teenager. U2&#8217;s The Joshua Tree was the album of the moment. I was in a small bookshop across from Islington Green and was captivated by the cover of a selection of Hardy&#8217;s poems: a woman and child among flowers and grasses at the edge of what looks like a wild cornfield. Whenever I think about this book &#8211; and I do from time to time, especially when I&#8217;m up in the attic and looking at the piles of books there &#8211; it evokes intensely happy memories.<\/p>\n<p>Back then in 1987,\u00a0 I didn&#8217;t realise how influential Hardy would turn out to be (which was only enhanced a few years later after I watched Alan Bennett&#8217;s <em>Poetry in Motion<\/em> series of television lectures [and even bought the accompaying book], which additionally opened up to me poets like Auden, MacNeice and &#8211; especially &#8211; Larkin). I think I first developed a sardonic, bitter humour from Hardy that I&#8217;ve sought to shake off ever since.<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t have the book any more: lost in a move at some point many years ago. Instead I have a massive volume of Hardy&#8217;s complete poems, bought in the early 1990s from a university bookshop on a grey, rainy day.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter \" src=\"https:\/\/1drv.ms\/i\/s!AsDeNgQJiJ7ggql03tp1g_qHkzMV_g?embed=1&amp;width=611&amp;height=1000\" width=\"402\" height=\"658\" \/><\/p>\n<p>UPDATE: The artwork on the front cover is a detail from <em>Picking Poppies in Flower-Fringed Fields<\/em> by the painter Edward Wilkins Waite. Waite was a painter of landscapes from the 1870s to 1920s. There&#8217;s almost no trace of the painting online and the best reproduction (below) lacks the clarity of the image on the book cover &#8211; so much so that I wouldn&#8217;t be surprised if it was an imitation or preparatory sketch.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/1drv.ms\/i\/s!AsDeNgQJiJ7ggql5Bbtt014P_szRpw?embed=1&amp;width=800&amp;height=538\" width=\"800\" height=\"538\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A discussion about the merits of reading a physical book rather than a digital copy led to considerations about the way that books &#8211; like songs &#8211; are associated with a particular moment in time in memory. There&#8217;s some truth to this. 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