Monday, September 07, 2026

Christopher Priest's Prestige


Christopher Nolan, dir. The Prestige (2006)


Why isn't Christopher Priest better known? Surely he deserves to be. It's true that the stellar reputation he built in the 1970s and 80s as one of the most innovative and forward-thinking SF writers of his time seemed to dissipate somewhat in the 1990s.

The Quiet Woman (1991), his follow-up to the two extraordinary crossover hits The Affirmation (1981) and The Glamour (1984), was not nearly so well received. It was almost as if he'd lost his way, or exhausted his inspiration. The novel felt drifting, formless. I stopped collecting each new book of his after that.

Which, in retrospect, was a shame. The Prestige (1995) was a swaggering, staggering return to form. But then, I didn't even read it until well after the film was released in 2006. It came as quite a surprise.

The movie, with its screenplay co-written by Christopher Nolan and his brother Jonathan, is a characteristically Nolanian mise-en-abyme, with a startling dénouement designed to freeze the blood.

The book, on the other hand, is an overt recreation of the Frankenstein legend, with numerous echoes of Mary Shelley's masterpiece behind its setting on the vaudeville stage. It's a powerful, well-written novel, but - for better or worse - it doesn't tell quite the same story as Nolan's film.


Christopher Priest: The Prestige (1995)





Christopher Priest: The Glamour (1984)


It was the late 1980s, in Edinburgh; my then girlfriend (later wife) was working on a Masters thesis on Fantasy literature. Her idea for a topic was a comparison between Hermann Hesse's Steppenwolf and Christopher Priest's dazzling new novel The Glamour.

I should explain that Jackie-Anne had a rather complicated origin story. Born in Paris, she was brought up in France, the UK, and Belgium by her Flemish father and Scottish mother. To say that she lived between cultures would be to put it mildly.

People often asked her if she was bilingual. She once explained to me that it's really a meaningless concept. No-one is truly bilingual. When you use different languages in different contexts you tend to know the specific vocabulary for, say, cooking and housework - or critical and philosophical discourse - in those particular languages. She did her undergraduate degree at a French-speaking university, Louvain-la-Neuve, but since she was studying German literature, the discussions in class - and the oral exams - were conducted almost exclusively in German.

The decision to go to Scotland for her Masters degree was an attempt to establish more solid roots in her mother's homeland. I'm betting that none of them guessed that she might run into an almost equally deracinated New Zealander there, conducting his own eccentric research into South American literature (Why? Who knows? All I can say is that it seemed like a good idea at the time). Spanish was one of the few European languages she didn't speak to a high standard, but of course her idea of a "speaking knowledge" was a quantum leap above mine.

So: Hermann Hesse. Jackie-Anne's undergraduate degree had compared C. S. Lewis's "Narnia" books with Michael Ende's Neverending Story. Of course she read them, and quoted from them both, in the original, but the thesis itself was written in German. Now, in Scotland, she was setting out to write in English about a German and an English writer, but of course in that monoglot world none of her supervisors could read a word of German. To them Hesse (in translation) was simply the subject of a 1960s campus cult; the complexities of his position in German literature were far above their heads.

Still, he was safely dead and buried, which is always satisfactory for Academics. Christopher Priest wasn't, though, so Jackie-Anne wrote to him with a number of questions - I guess she must have routed the letter through his publishers. I don't really recall.

His reply was very courteous, if a little bemused. He disclaimed any particular knowledge of - or influence from - Hesse, but he was happy to discuss some of the other aspects of his bewilderingly strange novel. It centres on amnesia and invisiblity. Nothing in the story is certain, and the true identity of the main character is very much up for grabs. I'm not sure if it's quite the same thing as Hesse's own rather more predictable narrative house of mirrors. but it was really the differences between them, one published in 1927, the other in 1984, which added up to the point Jackie-Anne wanted to make.

It did get me onto a Christopher Priest jag, though. My own favourite among his more recent works was definitely The Affirmation. The vision it presented of an imaginary dream archipelago, created by the narrator to assist in his own self-analysis, but then seemingly developing a life of its own, was one of the most compelling models for fictional creation I've ever encountered.

It must have had quite an effect on Priest himself, too, as he returned to it in a later collection of short stories, The Dream Archipelago (1999), as well as a further novel, The Islanders (2011).


Christopher Priest: The Affirmation (1981)





Christopher Priest: Inverted World (1974)


Priest's work seems to fall easily into separate epochs. His transition from an intensely innovative star of the UK SF scene to a postmodern novelist parallels much the same development in writers such as J. G. Ballard and W. S. Burroughs. Priest started out more hard Sci-fi than either, though. Inverted World is probably his most influential title from this era.

Its first sentence: "I had reached the age of six hundred and fifty miles", has, according to one critic: "justly become one of the most famous in science fiction". The bizarreries of the situation in which the inhabitants of the city called "Earth" find themselves are strange in the extreme. I won't spoil the story by attempting to explain them here, but the vital difference between this SF novel and Priest's later, more postmodern works is the fact that it does get explained, and even (to some extent) resolved in the course of the narrative.

Other works from this period, such as A Dream of Wessex, have much in common with the "Dangerous Visions" SF of authors such as Philip K. Dick. There's definitely something of Dick's A Maze of Death (1970) in the idea behind the book, which:
can be read as a straightforward story about a group of twentieth-century dreamers who create a consensus virtual-reality future. Once they enter their imaginary world they are unable to remember who they are, or where they are from. On another level, the novel is itself an extended metaphor for the way in which extrapolated futures are created.
That's where Priest might have stayed if it hadn't been for the great leap forward represented by The Affirmation. It's not for nothing that he was named among the 1983 Granta 20 Best Young British Novelists.


Christopher Priest: A Dream of Wessex (1977)





Christopher Priest & Nina Allan: The Illuminated Man (2026)


All of which brings us to this, his last (albeit posthumous and unfinished) book.

It's an odd story, exhaustively (and sensitively) analysed by Martin Petto in his review on the Strange Horizons website:
... how many books is this? Not one, despite the physical artefact that sits on my desk beside me. Its front and back covers, its table of continents [contents? - JR], its index — they are all an illusory scaffolding for what is three books in an overcoat. This makes The Illuminated Man a unique — uniquely moving and uniquely frustrating — read.

The first book — and also the worst book — belongs to Christopher Priest, the British science fiction writer who died in 2024 whilst working on The Illuminated Man ... His biography of J. G. Ballard was to be his first significant work of non-fiction.
Priest himself explained at the beginning of the book:
I contend that Ballard was one of the most important writers in English in the twentieth century ... However, I believe he has so far not been afforded the final step: the acknowledgement of true and permanent greatness.
The second book contained within The Illuminated Man "is preceded by both a prologue and a preface by Nina Allan":
Allan is another British science fiction writer and critic, active since the start of this century ... She was also Priest’s partner (and became, over the course of writing The Illuminated Man, his wife). It had not been anticipated she would have any role in the book Priest started in January 2023. But then:
Six months later, he was diagnosed with terminal cancer. We believed even then that he would have time to complete the book, or at least a passable draft of it. Sadly, we were wrong. When it became obvious Chris would run out of time, we agreed between the two of us that I should finish what had - so tragically and unexpectedly - turned out to be his final work.
But that's not where the complications end. "Allan had been commissioned to write an essay on Ballard for Writing the Future: Essays on Crafting Science Fiction (2023)":
Talking with Priest about this essay, he shared the Pringle chronology with her. Priest: “I’d forgotten I had this.” Allan: “I became obsessed with it” ... Ultimately Priest took forward the wider book-length project with Allan’s blessing, but it remains a bit of a mystery as to why he did. It also seems unarguable that Allan was better suited to the task. “‘It sounds like you should be writing it,’” she reports a friend as saying. “She was responding, I suppose, to my enthusiasm for the project, for the excitement I still felt for it, in spite of everything”.
The prologue, Petto continues: "showcases what this book could have been, what it partially still is, in its deft blend of criticism, biography, and autobiography ... It is with ... Priest’s own memoir in Chapter 15, that the better book re-emerges. These chapters focus on the accident that precipitated Priest’s diagnosis with terminal cancer and the couple’s individual response to this."
“I suggested that I should take over those parts of the story, he agreed immediately. ‘I can’t write about that stuff, but you can,’ he said. He seemed incredibly relieved”. The final hundred pages of the book ... are simply remarkable. This book is entirely Allan’s book and interleaves an intensely affecting memoir of the period around Priest’s death with a critical evaluation of Ballard’s late work and finally a culminating synthesis of all the elements of The Illuminated Man. That these pages were written under such devastating circumstances makes the accomplishment even greater.
Petto concludes as follows:
The Illuminated Man is profound and deeply moving. It is also inconsistent and confounding. It is sometimes outright bad. It would ideally have been Allan rather than Priest who started the project. In artistic terms, leaving Priest’s initial book intact rather than fully incorporating it was a mistake. But “artistic terms” aren’t really important here ... “We came to think of this book as ours, a shared endeavour that sustained us and maintained our togetherness even as Chris’s work and life came to an end” ... That is an impregnable statement to which the lens of literary criticism cannot be applied. This book — this interlocking trilogy of books — couldn’t exist independently of the context that led to its creation and, ultimately, it is a privilege to read this shared endeavour.

Mikhail Bulgakov: The Master and Margarita (1971)


As I read Martin Petto's marvellous essay-review, clearly written straight from the heart, I found myself reverting to comparative mode: not between Hermann Hesse and Christopher Priest this time, but back to my memories of Bulgakov's luminous last book, The Master and Margarita (1928-40).

The Master's unfinished historical novel about Pontius Pilate constantly doubles with the story of the devil's visit to Moscow in this bewildering book, in all its overlapping versions (and more-or-less "complete" translations). But the message of the book is clear: that Art - in some strange way - can even overcome Death.

It's certainly proved true in Bulgakov's case.

The other thing it reminded me of was more unexpected. I remembered my sense of frustration at reading The Quiet Woman, all those years ago. I remembered that strange interpolated chapter where a UFO descends to earth. Above all, I remember the protagonist's decision to sell the book she's been working on to the European Union's unpublished fiction vault, rather than fighting any longer to share it with the world.

It seemed so depressing, so futile an ending at the time, but see what's become of it now! Priest, too, turned out to have his own Margarita, and his increasingly unavailing attempts to finish this last book have borne strange fruit: something far greater than any biography of the most slippery customer in contemporary British writing could ever have been.

It must have just seemed like wishful thinking at the time, but maybe Bulgakov had a point after all. Perhaps the arc of the moral universe really does "bend toward justice", as Martin Luther King's favourite quote would have it. Perhaps all shall be well and all manner of thing shall be well. It doesn't look like that most of the time, but occasionally, ever so seldom, the clouds part and something marvellous comes through.

Christopher Priest's final work is starting to look very much like that.


Christopher Priest: The Quiet Woman (1991)



    Novels:

  1. Indoctrinaire (1970)
    • Indoctrinaire. 1970. Times Mirror. London: New English Library, 1973.
  2. Fugue for a Darkening Island (1972)
    • Fugue for a Darkening Island. 1972. Pan Science Fiction. London: Pan Books Ltd., 1978.
  3. The Inverted World (1974)
    • Inverted World. 1974. Times Mirror. London: New English Library, 1975.
  4. The Space Machine (1976)
    • The Space Machine: A Scientific Romance. 1976. An Orbit Book. London: Futura Publications Limited, 1977.
  5. A Dream of Wessex [aka "The Perfect Lover"] (1977)
    • A Dream of Wessex. London: Faber, 1977.
  6. The Affirmation (1981)
    • The Affirmation. 1981. Arena. London: Arrow Books Limited, 1983.
  7. The Glamour (1984)
    • The Glamour. 1984. Abacus. London: Sphere Books, Ltd., 1985.
  8. [as Colin Wedgelock] Short Circuit [Film novelisation] (1986)
  9. [as John Luther Novak] Mona Lisa [Film novelisation] (1986)
  10. The Quiet Woman (1990)
  11. The Prestige (1995)
    • The Prestige. 1995. Gollancz. London: The Orion Publishing Group, 2004.
  12. The Extremes (1998)
  13. eXistenZ [Film novelisation] (1999)
  14. The Separation (2002)
  15. The Islanders (2011)
    • The Islanders. Gollancz. London: The Orion Publishing Group, 2011.
  16. The Adjacent (2013)
  17. The Gradual (2016)
  18. An American Story (2018)
  19. The Evidence (2020)
  20. Expect Me Tomorrow (2022)
  21. Airside (2023)

  22. Story Collections:

  23. Real-time World (1974)
    • Real-Time World. Times Mirror. London: New English Library, 1974.
  24. An Infinite Summer (1979)
    • An Infinite Summer. 1979. The Science Fiction Book Club. Newton Abbot, Devon: Readers Union Group of Book Clubs, 1979.
  25. The Dream Archipelago (1999)
  26. Ersatz Wines – Instructive Short Stories [early work] (2008)
  27. Episodes (2019)

  28. Edited:

  29. Anticipations (1978)
    • Anticipations. 1978. Pan Science Fiction. London: Pan Books Ltd., 1980.

  30. Prose:

  31. Your Book of Film-Making (1974)
  32. The Book on the Edge of Forever (1993)
  33. The Magic – The Story of a Film (2008)
  34. [with Nina Allan] The Illuminated Man: Life, Death and the Worlds of J. G. Ballard (2026)
    • [with Nina Allan] The Illuminated Man: Life, Death and the Worlds of J. G. Ballard. London: Bloomsbury Continuum, 2026.



Monday, August 17, 2026

Where We Meet (23rd August, 2-4 pm)


Pippa Mothersole: Where we Meet (Angela Morton Room, Takapuna Library)


Where We Meet

Four Artists
Four Poets
Four Collaborations



Virginia Leonard & Michele Leggott

Celia Walker & Lisa Samuels

Béatrice Carlson & Jack Ross

Paola King-Borrero & Mikey Lim



Sunday 23rd August, 2.00-4.00 pm

In the Angela Morton Room
Takapuna Library
9 The Strand
Takapuna



Angela Morton Room


Free entry.
Refreshments provided.
A short film about the project by Pippa Mothersole will be shown.

Further information may be requested from Pippa Mothersole,
Angela Morton Room librarian, Takapuna Library.



Rangitoto Observer: Librarian fires up programme of events in Angela Morton Room (29/5/26)


It's been great fun collaborating with interdisciplinary French artist Béatrice Carlson on this "Where We Meet" project, instigated by author and librarian Pippa Mothersole to highlight the unique mission of The Takapuna Library's Angela Morton Room in the larger Auckland library system.

Devoted to preserving and archiving Aotearoa / NZ Art History materials, the room contains:
a reference collection of publications which relate to the visual art and artists of New Zealand. Originally when the aims of the bequest to the library were under discussion, it was remarked that an on-going collection of books could be called a living memorial – a specialist art collection for the future, for students and scholars. It is a collection dedicated to the memory of the late Angela Morton who was a North Shore resident devoted to New Zealand art. The nucleus of the collection was funded with a family bequest in 1985.
It includes small-press publications, artist's books, exhibition catalogues, zines, DVDs, and a wide range of ephemera related to the arts in New Zealand. It's an honour to be a part of this rich and ongoing history.




A good turn-out at the launch
[photos: Bronwyn Lloyd (23/8/26)]

Virginia Leonard: I wish I looked like this in my togs

Jack Ross & Béatrice Carlson in front of Dawn Chorus











Dawn Chorus
[photos: Béatrice Carlson (17/8/26)]







Sunday, August 16, 2026

Giuseppe Ungaretti / Umberto Saba


Keats & Chapman (Belfast)


The year was 2004. I was about to start off on a car-trip around Ireland with my elder brother Ken. The problem was we didn't have enough books with us to read along the way. So when we stopped at a secondhand bookshop in Belfast, I was determined to find something large and intense enough to occupy a good deal of time.

I'd already reread War and Peace and Tim Powers' The Anubis Gates on an earlier leg of the trip, in Prague, so I was looking for something equally weighty. But nothing in the shop was calling out to me. Finally, I decided on a bit of uplift, and went up to the desk with the following two hefty tomes:


Umberto Saba: Tutte le poesie (2001)
Umberto Saba. Tutte le Poesie. Ed. Arrigo Stara. Introduction by Mario Lavagetto. I Meridiani. 1988. Milano: Arnoldo Mondadori Editore, 2001.

Stendhal: Voyages en Italie (1993)
Stendhal. Voyages en Italie. Ed. V. Del Litto. Bibliothèque de la Pléiade, 249. Paris: Gallimard, 1973.
The bookseller wouldn't sell them to me. "Not until I'm convinced that you can actually read them," he said.

"But I really can," I protested shrilly. "I can speak French quite well, and I studied Italian at university."

"So you're genuinely intending to read them? Not just put them on the shelf and look at them?"

"He really can read them," my brother added encouragingly.

"Prove it," the shopkeeper continued.

So I picked up the Stendhal, and started to translate a few lines. Then repeated the experience with the Saba. At the end of all that, I felt I'd really earned those books. It does seem a curious way to conduct your business, though.

Despite my embarrassment at the time, I suppose even then I respected his zeal for the proper use of the books he was selling. It was as if he felt a deep responsibility for their future good fortune - and for their being properly read rather than treated as fetish objects.


Olof Johan Södermark: Marie-Henri Beyle [Stendhal] (1783–1842)


And, you know, he had a point. They were too heavy and demanding for the road. We ended up buying some much lighter fiction a few stops further along. I've never got very far with Stendhal's Travels in Italy. Even his fiction can be a bit laborious at times.

As for Umberto Saba ... the problem was that I really knew nothing about him. Montale, Quasimodo, yes - even Cesare Pavese and Giuseppe Ungaretti, the other two Italians included in the Penguin Modern European Poets series. But Saba ... it was hard to get started without some kind of background to work from.

It's been twenty years, and it's only now that I'm really beginning my journey into his work. I have to say that I like very much what I've found so far.

I can only hope that I'm fulfilling - somewhat belatedly - that bookshop owner's hopes. And, if he's still in business - keep up the good work! Keep guilting your customers into thinking about what they're signing up for by buying each individual book.



Ulisse Nella mia giovinezza ho navigato lungo le coste dalmate. Isolotti a fior d'onda emergevano, ove raro un uccello sostava intento a prede, coperti d'alghe, scivolosi, al sole belli come smeraldi. Quando l'alta marea e la notte li annullava, vele sottovento sbandavano più al largo, per fuggirne l'insidia. Oggi il mio regno è quella terra di nessuno. Il porto accende ad altri i suoi lumi; me al largo sospinge ancora il non domato spirito, e della vita il doloroso amore. - Umberto Saba (1946)
When I was young I sailed down the Dalmatian coast rock-reefs stood out above the waves slick with algae emerald-green an occasional raptor hovering there intent on prey but when high tide and darkness swallowed them my leeward sails would steer us out to the open sea away from danger today my kingdom is that no-man’s land the harbour lights its lamps for others my love of life painful at times my perverse soul chase me out from every shelter

- trans. JR (28/7-12/8/26)


Umberto Saba: Mediterranee (1946)


This poem, "Ulysses", comes from Saba's postwar volume Mediterranee [Mediterranean]. While largely self-explanatory, it does probably benefit from a bit of context.

For a start, Saba remains strongly identified with the northern port city of Trieste, a debatable land between Italy and the Balkan states for much of its modern history. Though now firmly part of Italy, it's always had the atmosphere of a cosmopolitan, international space between Western and Eastern Europe. James Joyce lived there on and off between 1904 and 1915, and it has a strong artistic and literary tradition.

When I studied Italian at Auckland University many years ago, our lecturer, Meme Churton, came from Trieste, while our conversation teacher, Francesca, hailed from Naples, which had the effect of giving us an on-the-spot grounding in the radically different cultures making up the patchwork quilt which is modern Italy.


Wikipedia: Gulf of Trieste


So it's natural enough that Saba's early memories should include sailing expeditions along what was then the Dalmatian coast, and is now the coast of Croatia.

But of course that's not really the point of the poem. And here it's probably beneficial to know a little more about Saba's own background. Umberto Poli, who would later adopt the pen-name "Saba", was born in 1883 to a Jewish mother and a Jewish-convert father in the Austro-Hungarian city of Trieste. He started to write poetry in 1900, and published his first book in 1911.

In 1919 he bought a second-hand bookshop, and thereafter supported himself and his family as an antiquarian bookseller. He continued to publish poetry along with some short prose pieces throughout the 1920s and 1930s, though the promulgation of the anti-Jewish laws of 1939 made his life increasingly difficult. He refused to convert to Catholicism, and was forced to go into hiding after the 1943 armistice and the German occupation of Northern Italy.

There's presumably something of all this, too, in the poem "Ulysses". The safe harbour of conformity is not for him - he, unfortunately, has been forced by circumstances as well as choice to occupy that "No-man's-land" of the open sea.

The poem is a subtle blend of autobiography and allegory - typical of so much Italian poetry just after the war, when the need to self-censor had largely gone, but the legacy of those decades of Fascism still weighed heavy. Saba even wrote for Benito Mussolini's Il Popolo d'Italia newspaper during the First World War - though certainly not afterwards. Like his younger contemporary Ungaretti, he was drafted into the army in 1915, but unlike Ungaretti, Saba "saw no active service and was hospitalised due to depression."

La capra Ho parlato a una capra Era sola sul prato, era legata. Sazia d'erba, bagnata alla pioggia, belava. Quell'uguale belato era fraterno al mio dolore. Ed io risposi, prima per celia, poi perchè il dolore è eterno, ha una voce e non varia. Questa voce sentiva gemere in una capra solitaria. In una capra dal viso semita sentiva querelarsi ogni altro male, ogni altra vita. - Umberto Saba (1909-10)
I talked to a goat she was tied up alone on the lawn sick of grass wet with rain she baa’d that baa matched exactly how I felt so I replied first as a joke then because pain’s endless it has a voice and never shuts up I heard it in that lonely goat in a goat with a long semitic face I heard the moan of every pain in every life

- trans. JR (28/7-12/8/26)


Umberto Saba: Poesie (1911)


"The Goat" is one of Saba's most celebrated anthology pieces. As you can see, that tone of sardonic, world-weary irony began early in his work, and never really left him. There's something of the atmosphere of an Italian Thomas Hardy about him, though of course Saba had the added benefit of the long, brutal tradition of European anti-semitism to add to the mixture.

The poem, even so, is quite delightful. That image of Saba dutifully baa-ing to his long-faced interlocutor is irresistible, and this sense of an untainted, childish vision of the world as it is rather than as we talk it up to be is pervasive in his work overall.

His one, unfinished novel, Ernesto, prepared for posthumous publication by his daughter Linuccia, adds to this mélange the forbidden theme of adolescent homosexual love. He wrote: "I knew as soon as I'd written the first sentence that this wouldn't be for publication." The book is described as being:
largely autobiographical, including details about the title character's friendship and love for a violinist, and his attachment to his native Trieste. As one critic says: "he revisited not only the scenes but also the moods of his puberty".
Another critic, Aidan Higgins, has "classed its treatment of adolescent sexuality with the work of an earlier generation of writers, E. M. Forster's Maurice and Thomas Mann's Death in Venice."


Umberto Saba: Ernesto (1975)




Giuseppe Ungaretti (1888-1970) is one of the most influential and widely read Italian poets of the twentieth century. Probably only Nobel-Prize-winner Eugenio Montale could be said to rival his celebrity. Together with Saba, they constitute the "big three" major modernists in modern Italian poetry.

So why didn't he win the Nobel prize, rather than the far less famous Salvatore Quasimodo? The answer is simple: Fascism.

You'll find it distinctly downplayed in the bio-notes printed on most of his books, but Ungaretti was - at least for a time - a convinced follower of Mussolini. Like Saba, he wrote for Il Popolo d'Italia, but after the war his brief flirtations with Dadaism and other anti-establishment movements culminated in support for Mussolini's 1922 March on Rome.
Ungaretti joined the National Fascist Party, signing the pro-fascist Manifesto of the Italian Writers in 1925. In his essays of 1926–1929 ... he repeatedly called on the Duce to direct cultural development in Italy and reorganize the Italian Academy on fascist lines. He argued: "The first task of the Academy will be to reestablish a certain connection between men of letters, between writers, teachers, publicists. This people hungers for poetry. If it had not been for the miracle of Blackshirts, we would never have leaped this far." In his private letters to a French critic, Ungaretti also claimed that fascist rule did not imply censorship.

Giuseppe Ungaretti: Il porto sepolto (1916)


Mussolini even wrote a preface for the 1923 reprint of his 1916 book of free-verse war poems, Il porto sepolto [The Buried Port], "thus politicizing its message". While appalled by the realities of war, Ungaretti was not entirely - in his poems, at least - convinced of its futility, and preferred to emphasise the spirit of comradeship among the men.


Giuseppe Ungaretti: Il porto sepolto. Presentate da Benito Mussolini (1923)


As you can see from the example below - one of the most famous italian poems of the twentieth century - he had a lot in common poetically with his friend Guillaume Apollinaire. Perhaps the main difference is that he survived the war and Apollinaire didn't.

Mattina M'illumino d'immenso - Giuseppe Ungaretti (1917)
enlighten me immensity

- trans. JR (24-25/7/26)


Reddit: Lost Generation Writers (2021)


Should we class him as a "lost generation" writer, then? The very diverse stances of the various writers of this era would would seem to make it plausible, but his politics remained less anti-establishment than most of theirs. The poem below is another case in point:

Soldati Si sta come d'autunno sugli alberi le foglie - Giuseppe Ungaretti (1917)
like leaves on autumn trees

- trans. JR (26/7-12/8/26)


Ezra Pound: In a Station of the Metro (1913)


It clearly has much in common with Ezra Pound's imagist poem "In a Station of the Metro".


E. E. Cummings: l(a (1958)


But then, perhaps it's even more reminiscent of Cumming's late masterpiece "l(a". Or, for that matter, those lines of Eliot's from The Waste Land:
The river’s tent is broken: the last fingers of leaf
Clutch and sink into the wet bank
Like them but - at the same time - not so very much like them. The directness and originality of Ungaretti's vision is apparent, but his work lacks the melancholic sense of "a botched civilisation" so prevalent in that of these Anglo-American modernists.

Veglia Un'intera nottata buttato vicino a un compagno massacrato con la sua bocca digrignata volta al plenilunio con la congestione delle sue mani penetrata nel mio silenzio ho scritto lettere piene d'amore Non sono mai stato tanto attaccato alla vita - Giuseppe Ungaretti (1917)
a whole night laid beside a battered comrade fish mouth gaping at the moon with the touch of his hands upon my silence I scribbled letters full of love I’ve never felt so close to life

- trans. JR (26/7-12/8/26)



Ungaretti travelled widely in the 1930s, eventually settling in Brazil, where he became a Professor of Italian at São Paulo University in 1936. However:
In 1942, three years after the start of World War II, Ungaretti returned to Axis-allied Italy, where he was received with honors by the officials. The same year, he was made a Professor of Modern Literature at the University of Rome. ... At the close of the war, following Mussolini's downfall, Ungaretti was expelled from the faculty owing to his fascist connections, but reinstated when his colleagues voted in favor of his return.
It's certainly a very different trajectory to that of Ezra Pound, who broadcast Fascist propaganda on Italian radio during the war, and was arrested for treason against his country in 1945.

However Pound was, too - if not forgiven, at least released from the psychiatric ward in which he'd been confined, in 1958. In the meantime he'd won the 1948 Bollingen Prize for his Pisan Cantos.


Ezra Pound: The Pisan Cantos (1948)


So what are we to conclude from all this? That political judgements have nothing to do with poetry? Not really, I think. I find that I do have a better feeling about Saba as a poet and as a man than I do about Ungaretti - despite the huge and continuing popularity of the latter - because of the times they lived through and the very different accommodations they made to those times.

It would be ridiculous to say that Ungaretti was undeserving of his fame, or that other poets were wrong to see him as a revivifying force in Italian poetry. The three pieces translated above revolutionised the literary scene in a way that few poems ever have. He's unignorable: far too lively to have to hang his head in shame for having supported Mussolini.

On the other hand his life-work doesn't (for me, at least) have quite the same lustre as Montale's or Quasimodo's - partly because they retained the courage to call out the evils of this totalitarian regime.

I don't doubt that Ungaretti was sincere in his beliefs - and he was clearly protean in the artistic stances he adopted - but, as in the case of Pound, there's a shadow there which can't profitably be ignored. I can read people without having to agree with them, but it does have an influence on my appreciation of their work. How could it not?

But then, we're all morally compromised in one way or another. Pound's statement on his political convictions made when he was arrested in 1945 may sound absurd to us now, but then we have the benefit of knowing far more about the Final Solution (not to mention the inner workings of Hitler's regime):
I am not anti-Semitic, and I distinguish between the Jewish usurer and the Jew who does an honest day's work for a living.
Hitler and Mussolini were simple men from the country. I think that Hitler was a Saint, and wanted nothing for himself. I think that he was fooled into anti-Semitism and it ruined him. That was his mistake. When you see the "mess" that Italy gets into by bumping off Mussolini, you will see why someone could believe in some of his efforts.





Umberto Saba (1951)

Umberto Poli ["Saba"]
(1883-1957)


Books I own are marked in bold:
    Poetry:

  1. Poesie (1911)
  2. Coi miei occhi (1912)
  3. A Gesu' bambino (1912)
  4. La serena disperazione (1920)
  5. Cose leggere e vaganti (1920)
  6. Il Canzoniere (1900-1921) (1921)
  7. Preludio e canzonette (1922)
  8. Figure e canti (1926)
  9. Preludio e fughe (1928)
  10. Tre poesie alla mia balia (1929)
  11. Ammonizione ed altre poesie. 1900-1910 (1932)
  12. Tre composizioni (1933)
  13. Parole (1934)
  14. Ultime cose 1900-1945 (1944)
  15. Il canzoniere (1900-1945) (1945)
  16. Mediterranee (1946)
  17. Il canzoniere (1900-1947) (1948)
  18. Uccelli (1950)
  19. Il canzoniere (1900-1954) (1961)
  20. Il piccolo Berto. 1929-1931 (1961)
  21. Il canzoniere del 1921. Ed. Giordano Castellani (1981)
  22. Tutte le poesie. Ed. Arrigo Stara (1988)
    • Tutte le Poesie. Ed. Arrigo Stara. Introduction by Mario Lavagetto. I Meridiani. 1988. Milano: Arnoldo Mondadori Editore, 2001.
  23. Il Canzoniere (1945) - Oltre il Canzoniere (1946-1957). Ed. Giuseppe Emiliano Bonura (2019)

  24. Prose:

  25. Autobiografia. I Prigioni (1923)
  26. Autobiografia. L'uomo [limited edition of 25 copies] (1926)
  27. Scorciatoie e raccontini (1946)
  28. Storia e cronistoria del Canzoniere (1948)
  29. Ricordi, racconti. 1910-1947 (1956)
  30. Epigrafe; Ultime prose. Ed. Giacomo Debenedetti (1959)
  31. Quello che resta da fare ai poeti (1959)
  32. Ernesto (1975)

  33. Works:

  34. Tutte le opere. 9 vols (1949-59)
    1. Poesie dell'adolescenza e giovanili. 1900-1910 (1949)
    2. Trieste e una donna. 1910-1912 (1950)
    3. La serena disperazione. 1913-1915 (1951)
    4. Cose leggere e vaganti. 1920. L'amorosa spina. 1920 (1952)
    5. Preludio e canzonette. 1922-1923 (1955)
    6. Autobiografia; I prigioni; Fanciulle; Cuor morituro; L'uomo. 1924-1930 (1959)
    7. Mediterranee (1957)
    8. Uccelli e Quasi un racconto. 1948-1951 (1951)
    9. Ricordi, racconti. 1910-1947 (1956)

  35. Letters:

  36. Il vecchio e il giovane. Carteggio 1930-1957, con Pier Antonio Quarantotti Gambini. Ed. Linuccia Saba (1965)
  37. Lettere ad una amica. Settantacinque lettere a Nora Baldi (1966)
  38. Saba, Svevo, Comisso. (Lettere inedite), con Italo Svevo e Giovanni Comisso. Ed. Mario Sutor (1968)
  39. L'adolescenza del Canzoniere e undici lettere, introduction by Sergio Miniussi. Notes by Folco Portinari (1975)
  40. Amicizia. Storia di un vecchio poeta e di un giovane canarino. (Quasi un racconto) 1951. [letters, facsimiles of manuscripts & typescripts]. Ed. Carlo Levi (1976)
  41. Lettere a un amico vescovo. Ed. Rienzo Colla. Introduction by Giovanni Fallani (1980)
  42. La spada d'amore. Lettere scelte 1902-1957. Ed. Aldo Marcovecchio (1983)
  43. Atroce paese che amo. lettere famigliari, 1945-1953. Ed. Gianfranca Lavezzi & Rossana Saccani (1987)
  44. Lettere sulla psicoanalisi. Carteggio con Joachim Flescher 1946-1949, con gli scritti di Saba sulla psicoanalisi, le lettere di Saba a Edoardo Weiss, due lettere di Weiss a Linuccia Saba. Ed. Arrigo Stara (1991)
  45. Lettere a Sandro Penna, 1929-1940. Ed. Roberto Deidier (1997)
  46. Quante rose a nascondere un abisso. Carteggio con la moglie (1905-1956), Album fotografico. Ed. Raffaella Acetoso (2004)
  47. Quanto hai lavorato per me, caro Fortuna! Lettere e amicizia fra Umberto Saba e Aldo Fortuna (1912-1944). Ed. Riccardo Cepach (2007)
  48. Il cerchio imperfetto. Lettere 1946-1954, con Vittorio Sereni. Ed. Cecilia Gibellini (2010)


Umberto Saba: Tutte le poesie (1988)





Giuseppe Ungaretti: Vita d'un uomo: 106 Poesie 1914-1960 (1970)

Giuseppe Ungaretti
(1888-1970)

Books I own are marked in bold:
    Poetry:

  1. Il porto sepolto (1916)
    • Il porto sepolto: Poesie. Presentate da Benito Mussolini. Con fregi di Francesco Gamba (1923)
  2. Natale (1916)
  3. La guerre. Une poésie (1919)
  4. Allegria di naufragi (1919)
  5. L'allegria (1931)
  6. Sentimento del tempo (1933)
  7. Poesie disperse [1915-1927] (1945)
  8. La guerra (1947)
  9. Il dolore. 1937-1946 (1947)
  10. Derniers Jours. 1919 (1947)
  11. La terra promessa. Frammenti (1950)
  12. Gridasti soffoco ... (1951)
  13. Un grido e paesaggi (1952)
  14. Les cinq livres: texte français établi par l'Auteur et Jean Lescure (1953)
  15. Il taccuino del vecchio (1960)
  16. Vita d’un uomo: 106 poesie 1914-1960 (1966)
    • Vita d’un uomo: 106 poesie 1914-1960. Introduzione di Giovanni Raboni. 1966. Gli Oscar. Arnoldo Mondadori Editore, 1970.
  17. [con Bruna Bianco] Dialogo (1968)
  18. Selected Poems. Trans. Patrick Creagh. Penguin Modern European Poets (1971)
    • Selected Poems. Trans. Patrick Creagh. Penguin Modern European Poets. Harmondsworth: Penguin, 1971.

  19. Prose:

  20. Il povero nella città (1949)
  21. Il deserto e dopo (1961)
  22. Saggi e interventi (1974)
  23. Invenzione della poesia moderna. Lezioni brasiliane di letteratura (1937-1942). Ed. Paola Montefoschi (1984)

  24. Translations:

  25. Traduzioni. Saint-John Perse, William Blake, Gongora, Esenin, Jean Paulhan, Affrica (1936)
  26. 22 sonetti di Shakespeare (1944)
  27. 40 sonetti di Shakespeare (1946)
  28. Da Góngora e da Mallarmé (1948)
  29. Jean Racine: Fedra (1950)
  30. Visioni di William Blake (1965)

  31. Works:

  32. Vita d'un uomo. 12 vols. Milano, A. Mondadori, 1942-65.
    1. L'allegria. 1914-1919 (1942)
    2. Sentimento del tempo. 1919-1935 (1943)
    3. Poesie disperse (1945)
    4. 40 sonetti di Shakespeare (1946)
    5. Il dolore. 1937-1946 (1947)
    6. Da Gongora e da Mallarmé (1948)
    7. Fedra di Jean Racine (1950)
    8. La Terra promessa. Frammenti (1954)
    9. Un grido e paesaggi (1954)
    10. Il taccuino del vecchio (1960)
    11. Il deserto e dopo. 1931-1946 (1961)
    12. Visioni di William Blake (1965)
  33. Tutte le poesie. Ed. Leone Piccioni. 1969 (Rev. ed. 2009)
  34. Album Ungaretti. Ed. Leone Piccioni (1989)
  35. Vita d'un uomo. Saggi e interventi. Ed. Mario Diacono e Luciano Rebay (1974)
  36. Vita d'un uomo. Viaggi e lezioni. Ed. Paola Montefoschi (2000)
  37. Vita d'un uomo. Traduzioni poetiche. Ed. Carlo Ossola & G. Radin (2010)

  38. Letters:

  39. Lettere dal fronte a Gherardo Marone (1916-1918). Ed. Armando Marone, Introduction by Leone Piccioni (1978)
  40. Lettere a Soffici, 1917-1930. Ed. Paola Montefoschi e Leone Piccioni (1981)
  41. Lettere a Enrico Pea. Ed. Jole Soldateschi. Introduction by Giorgio Luti (1983)
  42. G. Ungaretti - Giuseppe De Robertis, Carteggio 1931-1962, con un'Appendice di redazioni inedite di poesie di Ungaretti. Ed. Domenico De Robertis (1984)
  43. Lettere a Giovanni Papini. 1915-1948. Ed. Maria Antonietta Terzoli. Introduction by Leone Piccioni (1988)
  44. Correspondance Jean Paulhan, Giuseppe Ungaretti, 1921-1968. Ed. Jacqueline Paulhan, Luciano Rebay & Jean-Charles Vegliante. Preface by Luciano Rebay (1989)
  45. Vincenzo Cardarelli - G. Ungaretti, Lettere a Corrado Pavolini. Ed. F. Bernardini Napoletano & M. Mascia Galateria (1989)
  46. G. Ungaretti - Piero Bigongiari, Carteggio (1992)
  47. Lettere a Giuseppe Prezzolini 1911-1969,. Ed. Maria Antonietta Terzoli (2001)
  48. Piero Bigongiari - G. Ungaretti, «La certezza della poesia». Lettere (1942-1970). Ed. T. Spignoli (2008)
  49. Carlo Betocchi - G. Ungaretti, Lettere 1946-1970. Ed. E. Lima (2012)
  50. L'allegria è il mio elemento. Trecento lettere con Leone Piccioni, con una testimonianza di L. Piccioni. Ed. Silvia Zoppi Garampi (2013)
  51. Vittorio Sereni - G. Ungaretti, Un filo d'acqua per dissetarsi. Lettere 1949-1969. Ed. G. Palli Baroni (2013)
  52. Lettere dal fronte a Mario Puccini. Ed. F. De Nicola (2015)
  53. Luigi Nono - G. Ungaretti, Per un sospeso fuoco. Lettere 1950-1969. Ed. Paolo Dal Molin & Maria Carla Papini (2016)
  54. Lettere a Bruna [Bruna Angela Bianco]. Ed. Silvio Ramat (2017)
  55. Giuseppe Ungaretti in Borromeo, carteggio tra Cesare Angelini e Giuseppe Ungaretti. Ed. Fabio Maggi (2017)
  56. Le lettere di una vita 1909-1970. Ed. Francesca Bernardini Napoletano (2022)


Giuseppe Ungaretti: Vita d'un uomo: Tutte le Poesie (1970)