Four pages in the New Yorker should be enough attention to satisfy the ego of even an Australian poet. It is not likely that Les Murray will be basking in Dan Chiasson’s article about him for the 11&18 June issue.

As Chiasson notes: “You have to be a little bit of a lunatic to bear the specific, outsized grudges Murray has borne” despite the mass of attention and praise that has come his way. “And, indeed, there is always something demented about Murray’s poems; even at their most painstakingly rational, it is as though, to quote [Emily] Dickinison, ‘a plank in Reason, broke’.”