"And if they haven't got poetry in them, there's nothing you can do that will produce it"
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MacCaig lands the line like a door quietly but firmly closing. The phrasing is conversational, almost shrugging, but the idea is hard-edged: poetry isn’t a commodity you manufacture, it’s a capacity you either carry or you don’t. That bluntness is the point. He’s pushing back against the perennial fantasy that art can be guaranteed by technique, schooling, or sheer willpower. Craft matters in MacCaig’s work, but this sentence draws a bright boundary between learning how to write and having the inward susceptibility that makes language feel necessary.
The subtext is a critique of cultural bureaucracy around the arts: workshops that promise “a poet in six weeks,” institutions that treat creativity as an output, gatekeepers who confuse polish with vision. “Produce it” is tellingly industrial, a verb from factories and targets, not from poems. MacCaig’s refusal to flatter the aspirant also protects the poem itself from being reduced to self-expression on demand. If there’s “nothing you can do,” then the poet’s job shifts from forcing outcomes to noticing, listening, and refusing to fake it.
Context matters: a Scottish poet associated with clear-eyed observation and moral seriousness, MacCaig wrote against cant and easy grandiosity. This line fits that temperament. It’s not elitism so much as honesty about temperament: the raw material is attention, curiosity, a certain vulnerability to the world. Without that, instruction can make competent sentences. It can’t make the spark that turns them into poetry.
The subtext is a critique of cultural bureaucracy around the arts: workshops that promise “a poet in six weeks,” institutions that treat creativity as an output, gatekeepers who confuse polish with vision. “Produce it” is tellingly industrial, a verb from factories and targets, not from poems. MacCaig’s refusal to flatter the aspirant also protects the poem itself from being reduced to self-expression on demand. If there’s “nothing you can do,” then the poet’s job shifts from forcing outcomes to noticing, listening, and refusing to fake it.
Context matters: a Scottish poet associated with clear-eyed observation and moral seriousness, MacCaig wrote against cant and easy grandiosity. This line fits that temperament. It’s not elitism so much as honesty about temperament: the raw material is attention, curiosity, a certain vulnerability to the world. Without that, instruction can make competent sentences. It can’t make the spark that turns them into poetry.
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| Topic | Poetry |
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