[541] You Will Be Hearing From Us Shortly

Title : You Will Be Hearing From Us Shortly
Poet : U. A. Fanthorpe
Date : 08 Sep 2000
1stLine: You feel adequate to...
Length : 38 Text-only version  
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Guest poem submitted by Vikram Doctor, <vikdoc@>, as part of his
theme "Poems at Work":

You Will Be Hearing From Us Shortly
You feel adequate to the demands of this position?
What qualities do you feel you
Personally have to offer?
				Ah.

Let us consider your application form.
Your qualifications, though impressive, are
Not, we must admit, precisely what
We had in mind. Would you care
To defend their relevance?
				Indeed.

Now your age. Perhaps you feel able
To make your own comment about that,
Too? We are conscious ourselves
Of the need for a candidate with precisely
The right degree of immaturity.
				So glad we agree.

And now a delicate matter: your looks.
You do appreciate this work involves
Contact with the actual public? Might they,
Perhaps, find your appearance
Disturbing?
				Quite so.

And your accent. That is the way
You have always spoken, is it? What
Of your education? We mean, of course,
Where were you educated?
			And how
Much of a handicap is that to you,
Would you say?

	Married, children,
We see. The usual dubious
Desire to perpetuate what had better
Not have happened at all. We do not
Ask what domestic desires shimmer
Behind that vaguely unsuitable address.

And you were born--?
				Yes. Pity.

So glad we agree.

	-- U. A. Fanthorpe


Nothing much to add on this, except it made me laugh out loud when I read it in
the Oxford Book of Work. I love the image it conjures up of a malign interviewer
peering down in disgust at the unfortunate interviewee. I've been there too...

Vikram.

From: "The Happy Reaper" <p.carter@>

I have troubles with the voice in this one. I feel that the hyperbole
applied to the dialogue (which, quite apart from being 'everything' in
prose, is literally everything here) goes too far, and renders the
narrator implausibly harsh and pompous. There is also, as with many of
Fanthorpe's weaker poems (in my opinion, the vast majority), a barely
controlled sense of indignance on the part of the poem, which feels
sufficiently contrived to render it mildly embarressing.

Peter Carter

From: "Elizabeth Cooper" <elizabeth.cooper-1@>

It is not the poet simply trying to depict a cruel dickensian employer- 
he is judging himself; society- questioning how we judge ourselves 
and each other!