Interview with Juleigh Howard-Hobson

Juleigh was kind enough to interview Christensen for Counter-Currents (here: https://www.counter-currents.com/2016/09/interview-with-paul-christensen/ );

here is an interview with her mainly about her poetry:

https://poeticaplace.wordpress.com/2017/06/14/coffee-with-juleigh-howard-hobson/

Henry Williamson’s ‘The Dark Lantern’ (‘A Chronicle of Ancient Sunlight’ Book 1)

An amazing précis of the late Victorian, encompassing so much;
Its characters being Types, yet blooded figures you could almost touch,

From quiet, malleable Hetty, and her Wooster-like brother Hughie,
And their father, a neo-Falstaffian wag who thinks Tennyson is phooey,

An embodiment of steamships and the City, such malarkey;
While Hetty’s husband Richard manifests soft-patriarchy,

A near-autistic categoriser of butterflies and gloom.
And yet, already quickening inside of Hetty’s womb

Is the Blackshirt generation, destined to shake the shoals of the earth
(Only at the end of the book does the star of the sequence arrive at birth.)

D.H. Lawrence’s The Trespasser

This story is based on real events (its Wagnerian echoes seem forced).
Helena is a modern girl who flees both cold and warmth;

An anemone, to her, is just a kaleidoscopic shape
But, for her lover Siegmund, is a thing to evaluate;

He gets beneath its skin; but the flesh is distasteful to her,
She is positively anaemic, exhausts her passions in a blur,

Til Siegmund’s violin is the only thing that still remains of him.
The cold condemning eyes of his wife, the grave eyes of his children

No longer matter now, for he is in an empty place
(Niflheim, limbo) forgetting Helena’s empty face.

Knut Hamsun’s Victoria

You could write off the title character as little more than a meagre strumpet,
Toying around with male affections like a sambo plays the trumpet.

But Hamsun, that master of the soul, turns it all the way around,
So Victoria’s character is revealed as something lambent and profound.

Hamsun’s Nietzschean contempt for the upper classes of his day,
Which would later lead him to favour the meritocratic NS way,

Caused him to parody decadent cucks in this early but excellent little book
Written in 1898…lest his later views be mistook.

137235

Knut Hamsun – ‘Wayfarers’

9780285649071

Beautiful novel, took a while to get into it, but eventually drags you into its self-contained universe. Big cast of characters, like a Dickens novel; central story (that of Edevart) a sad one. Not as cosmically great as ‘Growth of the Soil’, but what is.