Ricardo Blanco's Blog

Reflections on a first visit to Delhi

I like vultures. No, let me start again: I think they are vile creatures, but they are a useful reminder of our mortality, and of what might happen if we are careless enough to die in a public space at… Read More

Necrophiliacs of the written word

  So what is poetry anyway? A rather perplexing question put about more than strictly necessary at the Sabad World Poetry Festival, which I have been attending in Delhi. On the first day, after a long haul from… Read More

Hanif Kureishi and the ongoing but tedious debate on Creative Writing courses

  As someone who makes his living from the teaching of creative writing I watched warily as the Hanif Kureishi story from the Bath Literature Festival unfolded last week. I had really begun to think that the argument… Read More

An inexplicable addiction

A joy to find this passage in the Freelance slot of last week’s TLS, written by the wonderful Lydia Davis: “In spite of having translated during most of my life, I still don’t really understand the urge. Why… Read More