{"id":768,"date":"2010-08-06T16:27:11","date_gmt":"2010-08-06T16:27:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=768"},"modified":"2010-08-06T16:27:11","modified_gmt":"2010-08-06T16:27:11","slug":"ken-head-reviews-non-dog-by-harry-owen","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/ken-head-reviews-non-dog-by-harry-owen\/","title":{"rendered":"Ken Head reviews &#39;Non Dog&#39; by Harry Owen"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><font style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\" size=\"2\"><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Non Dog<\/span> <a href=\"http:\/\/www.harry-owen.co.uk\">Harry Owen<\/a>&nbsp; <a href=\"www.poetsprintery.book.co.za\">The Poets\u2019 Printery<\/a> (South Africa) ISBN:&nbsp; 0-620-46472-0 Paperback:&nbsp; unpriced 59pp<\/p>\n<p>Harry Owen is an interesting man and I\u2019d recommend visiting his website and getting to know him better.&nbsp; Having left England in 2008 for South Africa, where he now lives, this, his fourth collection, represents some of his early responses to life in a country he tells us friends described to him as such a dangerous place, although, as the poems demonstrate, his own view of his new home is rather different:&nbsp; &#8230; <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">for all its many problems, South Africa is one of the world\u2019s most stunningly beautiful and genuinely miraculous places.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>I lived an expatriate life myself for a good many years and know from experience that there are a number of ways in which the challenge of other cultures may be approached.&nbsp; While the most obvious (not a choice I\u2019d recommend) is to decide that wherever you\u2019re living is really England under another name, the more sensible course is to accept that, as a new arrival, a degree of humility, acceptance of the status quo, obedience to the law and a&nbsp; willingness to learn are called for.&nbsp; I say this because \u201cQuestions to ask in South Africa\u201d, the first poem in the collection, makes exactly the same point and, in doing so, raises large questions.&nbsp; <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">When<\/span>, it asks, do things become too much?&nbsp; <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">When do you \/ start to begrudge it, feel you\u2019ve been taken \/ for a ride?&nbsp; <\/span>Owen is referring to what a new arrival in a foreign land might perceive as the ridiculous unreasonableness of daily life, but in pursuing such questions, he offers responses which are surely pertinent in an age of global mass migration:&nbsp; <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Why do you sense \/ your heart solidifying, congealing \/ like a crust into what you\u2019d rather not \/ be: \/ the cost of a breakfast, a chicken \/ a conscience or a soul?&nbsp; <\/span>As a citizen of a country living through troubled times, I\u2019d like to pursue these questions;&nbsp; as a reviewer, I\u2019ll resist the temptation and leave it to the poet:&nbsp; What happens now?&nbsp; What happens now?<\/p>\n<p>There are fifty-five poems in \u201cNon Dog\u201d, too many to do justice to and not all equally effective.&nbsp; Some, though, \u201cHere and There (1) \/ i. Snowdrops\u201d, for example, lodge powerfully in the mind:<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">So this is what we watched<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\"><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">on the nine o\u2019clock news \u2013 <\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\"><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">machetes, black smoke of blazing tyres, <\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\"><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">tribal thump of drums, spears,<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\"><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Michael Buerk\u2019s shocked BBC integrity,<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\"><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">the isn\u2019t it dreadful of a safe distance:<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\"><br style=\"font-style: italic;\"><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">blood, blood rinsed white as snowdrops<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\"><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">in middle England\u2019s grass &#8230; <\/span><\/p>\n<p>Not that the comfort zones of English hypocrisy are Owen\u2019s only target, as we see in \u201cTimbuktu (after Ahmed Baba)\u201d:<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Write this down:<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\"><br style=\"font-style: italic;\"><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">I, a man, know how to escape the marketplace.<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\"><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">We are not slaves or other merchandise,<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\"><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">including salt, even of the earth.<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\"><br style=\"font-style: italic;\"><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">When judgement comes, watch the scholars\u2019 ink<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\"><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">measuring itself against the blood of martyrs<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\"><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">and observe how much weightier it is.<\/span><br style=\"font-style: italic;\"><br style=\"font-style: italic;\"><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Write this down. <\/span><\/p>\n<p>These two poems have real bite.&nbsp; They are direct and reach beyond the personal to the importantly universal in ways which I find compelling.&nbsp; Owen does have a lighter, more romantic side, though, and shows it in poems such as \u201cAbbie, on finding a bat in her bra\u201d and \u201crhetoricity\u201d.&nbsp; Indeed, the range of his poetry, its accessibility and openness, are among the noteworthy aspects of the collection.&nbsp; He writes with honesty, directness and humour about the world as he finds it, <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">the sameness of all things; \/ the difference<\/span>, because, as he says in \u201cClockwork\u201d, <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">I inhabit the world\u2019s skin<\/span>. <br \/>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><\/font><\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: right;\"><font style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\" size=\"2\">&#8230;Reviewed by <span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">Ken Head<\/span>&nbsp;&nbsp; \u00a92010<\/font><\/div>\n<p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Non Dog Harry Owen&nbsp; 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