Career
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| James Kirkup at the Tokyo grave of Lafcadio Hearn, circa 1967. |
• Gregory Fellow in Poetry, University of Leeds, 1950-52.
• Visiting Poet and Head of English Department, Bath Academy of Art, Corsham Court, Wilts, 1953-56.
• Lecturer in English, Swedish Ministry of Education, Stockholm, 1956-57.
• Professor of English Language and Literature, University of Salamanca, 1957-58.
• Professor of English, Tohoku University, Sendai, Japan,
1958-61.
• Lecturer in English Literature, University of Malaya in Kuala Lumpur, 1961-62.
• Literary Editor, Orient/West Magazine, Tokyo, 1963-64.
• Professor, Japan Women's University, 1964-68.
• Poet in Residence and Visiting Professor, Amherst College, Mass., 1968-69.
• Professor of English Literature, Nagoya University, 1969-72.
• Arts Council Fellowship in Creative Writing, University of Sheffield, 1974-75.
• Morton Visiting Professor of International Literature, Ohio University, 1975-76.
• Playwright in Residence, Sherman Theatre, University College, Cardiff, 1976-77.
• Professor of English Literature, Kyoto University of Foreign Studies, Kyoto, Japan, 1977-89.
Awards and memberships
• Atlantic Award in Literature (Rockefeller Foundation), 1950.• Fellow of the Royal Society of Literature, 1964. (See Note 2 below.)
• Japan P.E.N. Club Prize for Poetry, 1965.
• Mabel Batchelder Award, 1968.
• President, Poets' Society of Japan, 1969.
• Sponsor, Institute of Psychophysical Research, 1970.
• Keats Prize for Poetry, 1974.
• British Haiku Society, 1990.
• Scott-Moncrieff Prize for Translation, 1997.
• Japan Festival Foundation Award, 1997. Invited by the Emperor and Empress to the New Year's
Poetry Party at the Imperial Palace in Tokyo.
In Memoriam: Bertrand Russell, which was later published in The Body Servant, sums up James' philosophy as well as anything. To make the above text easier to read, I have sharpened the type in a photo editor. The smudge looks like blood, but is actually just an "age spot".
To James Kirkup, PoetI, too, have seen Andorra. Like the clean-cut men at Creech who send their missiles screaming into huts in Swat, I came by stealth, with electronic caution; watched you coldly through the disembodied eyeball of a satellite. I set and carefully reset coordinates, clicked on arrows, nudged a needle on a calibrated scale, refined my focus... From the smudge of brown and green, a live topography emerged, with houses, schools and shops – the scattered blocks of some abandoned childhood game – and streets where traffic stopped to give my probing cursor right of way. I found your home, and heard again, I thought, the clacking of your ancient instrument, the ding of carriage bell that warned your poem of the precipice. I paused, my index finger poised impassively above the crouching mouse. And then I moved away. Alan Ireland, 2008 | NOTE 1: Creech Air Force Base, Nevada, is home to the MQ-1 Predator unmanned aerial vehicle (drone) that is used to kill people identified as "militants" or "terrorists". |
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