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Kirsty Logan: Kinderwhoring

2 Jan

Over at the PANK blog, Kirsty Logan writes beautifully about her younger days in a post that says a great deal, I think, about the importance of the relationship that writers have with their readers.

I haven’t been in Kirsty’s shoes exactly, never had anyone ask me to take down something I’ve posted online, but I’ve met plenty of writers and musicians and what not, and her post got me thinking about the the ways that different people interact with the people who love their work.

Online and in person, many of them are gracious, extravagantly kind, generous with their work and their time. But some of them are not, and reading Kirsty’s account, I fear the effect they have on people, especially younger readers-that-would-be-writers. As Kirsty says, “Perhaps I could have been a different sort of writer if that poet had loved me back.”

Kirsty says that this older writer was right, at least in a legal sense. I say, copyright be damned: she couldn’t have been more wrong.

Kirsty Logan’s “My Lady’s Child”

10 Sep

From Kirsty Logan’s poem “My Lady’s Child”:

Bodies pressed, her swell of child
fits like a socket into the cup
of my hip-bones.

Read the rest in the current issue of Foundling Review.