The June 19 LRB, on page 20, had a box entitled "Two Poems by Jean Sprackland." The first, "The Source," begins:
Want to learn the source,The second is called "In the Afternoon" and begins:
the cool under the surface fire?
Watch the heron:he snatches the silver voice
from the throat of the river
and swallows it live.
The devil likes the chicken coop.You might want to do a quick mental compare-and-contrast before diving below the cut.
He lies on a bed of straw
Watching the snow fall.
The hens fetch him eggs to suck,
But he's not in the mood.Cotton Mather is coming tonight,
Bringing a young witch.
OK, here's the kicker: in the July 3 issue, they published this highly embarrassing item:
ApologyI wonder if anyone not previously familiar with the Simic poem read it and thought "That doesn't sound like Sprackland"? Posted by languagehat at August 21, 2008 05:57 PMIn the LRB of 19 June we published two poems, ‘The Source’ and ‘In the Afternoon’, which we attributed to Jean Sprackland. She is indeed the author of ‘The Source’, but the author of ‘In the Afternoon’ is Charles Simic. We would like to apologise to both of them.
"How could anyone think that that a poem like that was mine?" said she. "How could anyone think that someone like her could write that good a poem?" said he.
Posted by: John Emerson at August 21, 2008 06:07 PMJune 19.
Posted by: Conrad at August 21, 2008 07:46 PMWhoops, quite right! Thanks, I'll fix it.
Posted by: language hat at August 21, 2008 08:03 PMSort of an inverse Joyce Hatto situation (w/o the fraud, of course).
Posted by: Michael Drake at August 21, 2008 10:08 PMthis highly embarrassing item
Don't be too hard on the LRB. The issue you link 'LRB' to has a really great article, by Tim Clarke, on Matisse, that the LH Proust lovers might like to read.
Posted by: A. J. P. Taylor at August 22, 2008 05:21 AMThe LRB you linked to had an article about a Brit who murdered his wife. There's some fascinating stuff about his accent: At 18 or 19, most university students modulate their voices to fit in with their new surroundings (Tony Blair learned to talk in Estuary when he was deep into his forties). Yet Entwistle, an instinctive mimic in every other aspect of life, an internet chameleon, an earnest social climber, had not managed to retrieve a single missing aitch or shorten one long northern vowel. There was no trace in his voice of the years of clubhouse time spent in the company of ‘those public school $%^&’s’. In anyone else, one might assume stubborn defiance in this attachment to the sound of home, but Entwistle was a born pleaser and adapter, and his failure to change his accent weighed heavily with him.
Oops. Stray punctuation mark in my comment!
Posted by: The Ridger at August 22, 2008 05:55 AMDon't be too hard on the LRB.
Oh, I love the LRB—I've come to prefer it even to the NYRB. But come on, that's embarrassing. I'm not being superior; lord knows I've done embarrassing things in my life. And good for them for acknowledging it and apologizing publicly.
Oops. Stray punctuation mark in my comment!
Fixed, thanks to my magical editing powers.
Posted by: language hat at August 22, 2008 09:52 AMYes, I love it even though there is sometimes too much politics and not enough books. I hate to digress in case I fail Prof. Liberman's class, but I must say I found Jonathan Raban's sneering article to be without any compassion -- which makes it all the more feeble when he throws up his arms and says Entwhistle's actions just can't be understood.
Posted by: A. J. P. Crown at August 22, 2008 10:44 AM"I'm not being superior"
That one thrown in for me, was it? These hairs seem to be getting finer and finer...
Posted by: Conrad at August 22, 2008 12:38 PMUh, no, actually not. It was an honest remark in answer to AJP.
Posted by: language hat at August 22, 2008 01:11 PMThanks, but I never thought you were being superior. I've just been looking at Conrad's very interesting articles about London architecture. I can't imagine anything worse than having had to live in Cricklewood, but I expect it's changed since I lived in London.
Posted by: Crown, A. J. P. at August 22, 2008 01:55 PM