Papers speak through their writers. And of all the London Review's writers Frank Kermode was the one through whom we spoke most often and most eloquently. In all he wrote nearly 250 pieces for the LRB, the first in October 1979, a review of J.F.C. Harrison's book on millenarianism, the last, in May this year, a review of Philip Pullman's The Good Man Jesus and the Scoundrel Christ. 'Eloquently': was that the right word? Not really. Frank's writing was so much more exact, more stylish, more patient, more ironic, more playful, more attentive, more cunning, more cagey than 'eloquence' can suggest. 'Stealthy' is another possibility - a word Michael Wood used in introducing the collection of Frank's essays we published to mark his 90th birthday. But as I pile on the epithets I hear Frank's voice in my head and I stop.

LRB 9 September 2010 | PDF Download