Here's the photo of the display of "Cargoes" from Cardiff Bay

Sorry about the stripey shirt!
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Anonymous said…
To my mind a great, and altogether too short poem. (Though maybe the impact would have been lost with much greater length). May I commend this web article to you which you will need to copy and paste into your browser, unless Alan knows how to bring it up as a link:- http://apps.carleton.edu/people/gsoule/Masefield/

By the way, 1, the author of the article seems to neglect a whale (or Big Fish), as a means or motivation of arriving at Ninenvah, and 2. although the poster doesn't explain where Mermaid Quay is, from the description that is rendered, I take it to be either Liverpool, London, Bristol or one of the cinque ports.

You may also find the following 'link' of interest if you like Masefield and don't wish to buy a book:- http://www.theotherpages.org/poems/masef01.html

(Whilst on the subject of Masefield, I had previously thought that the poem I now know to be called 'Night Mail' had been written by Masefield, probably because of the comparable staccato rhythm of the last stanza of 'Cargoes'. However, to correct my error, I now know it to have been by Auden. I bet I forget and attribute it to Masefield again at some stage in the future!)
5:52 pm
Alan said…
S'in Cardiff, innit ?
5:56 pm
Anonymous said…
Which, the Night Mail or Ninevah?
12:25 am
Alan said…
Mermaid Quay. S'in Cardiff.
7:00 am
Emmanuel said…
I am not sure I understand what the picuture is about. When were you in Cardiff last?
9:49 pm
Alan said…
It's about a well-known and well-loved poem which I hd to learn as a schoolchild (do they still?), and which is celebrated by this display and by sculptures in Cardiff Bay. We were there last summer.

One possible tenuous link with France could be Napoleon's comment that the British are a nation of shopkeepers?
9:55 pm
Anonymous said…
Funny that, I learned it for an Eisteddfod in either Leicester or Birmingham or somewhere deep in Wales like that. The only other real memory of eisteddfodau is singing 'Y Deryn Pur' as a boy soprano. I decline to say how many years ago that was.

Oh yes! And also just how boring they were and how late they went on, (always well past the anticipated time), and just how fed up and tired my sister and I were by the time we got home. Anyone who makes their children participate in them should be tried as war criminals. (Sorry Mum)
12:41 am
Alan said…
Aha !
7:03 am
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