So. Farewell Then. The Awl

Thursday, 1 February, 2018

The recent demise of the high-brow digital magazine, The Awl, and its sister publication (especially for the sisterhood) The Hairpin, brings to mind the work of the Private Eye spoof teenage poet E. J. Thribb (17), notorious for his “So. Farewell Then…” poems. For those unfamiliar with his work, an example: This particular verse was composed on the occasion of the death of Magnus Magnusson, an Icelandic journalist celebrated for his hosting of the BBC’s Mastermind programme.

So. Farewell
Then Magnus

Famed inquisitor of

Your catchphrase was
“I’ve started so I’ll

And now
you have.

And how would E. J. Thribb (17) have reacted to the news that the fickle masses have rejected the thoughts of those “smart-as-a-whip” scribblers, with their fine Creative Writing qualifications, for cat videos and selfies? With mercy and tenderness, of course.

So. Farewell
Then The Awl
It’s all over.
It’s over, Awl.

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