Stopping editing for a moment to say thank you to Frank Kuppner for writing this. Too true by half ;o)
With yell of triumph he finishes the great work;
He slumps back in his seat, exhausted but happy;
Idly he fingers through it, and reads the very first lines;
Little by little; the smile disappears from his face.
A Bad Day for the Sung Dynasty (Carcanet, 1984)
Here’s what Angel Exhaust Blogspot says about the man himself: Frank Kuppner (1951), labyrinthine and anti-realist poet from Glasgow. early poems emerging in 1983 saw the start of the new ludic current, sealed with his awesome debut volume of 1984, improvisations on the illustration to a history of Chinese painting. A Bad Day for the Sung Dynasty was one of the classics of the new playful and hedonistic poetry which emerged, in the aftermath of over-politicisation, in the early 1980s. Has been seen as the ideal game to while away the time while you’re unemployed due to a right-wing government dogma. Influenced by Edwin Morgan.
He has been Writer in Residence at various institutions, currently at Strathclyde. Carcanet have published six books of his poetry: A Bad Day for the Sung Dynasty (Scottish Arts Council Book Award, 1984), The Intelligent Observation of Naked Women (1987), Ridiculous! Absurd! Disgusting! (1989), Everything is Strange (1994), Second Best Moments in Chinese History (1997) What? Again? Selected Poems A Bad Day for the Sung Dynasty)
And there’s more, much more. Interested? Look him up! He’s worth it.