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Malcolm Lowry
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Novelist. Short-story writer. Poet. Alcoholic.

Eridanus
Pinned
An ode to a book and its writer..
1) He stopped after a awhile: all was calm. No one had come after him. Was that good? Yes, it was good, he thought, his heart pounding. And since it was so good, he would take the path to Parián, to the Farolito.
December 31, 2025 at 3:58 PM
2) Before him the volcanoes, precipitous, seemed to have drawn nearer. They towered up over the jungle, into the lowering sky--massive interests moving up in the background.
December 31, 2025 at 3:58 PM
1) The broken pink pillars, in the half-light, might have been waiting to fall down on him: the pool, covered with green scum, its steps torn away and hanging by one rotting clamp, to close over his head.
December 30, 2025 at 6:29 PM
2) The shattered evil-smelling chapel, overgrown with weeds, the crumbling walls, splashed with urine, on which scorpions lurked - wrecked entablature, sad archivolt, slippery stones covered with excreta - this place, where love had once brooded, seemed part of a nightmare.
December 30, 2025 at 6:29 PM
But the stars by their very being consoled her.
December 30, 2025 at 6:22 PM
Reposted by Malcolm Lowry
It has been pointed out to me that Volcano: An Inquiry into the Life and Death of Malcolm Lowry (Donald Brittain and John Kramer, 1976) is a perfect example of both 3 and 4.
Top Five Favourite Documentary Genres

1. Oh wait, it was a Ponzi Scheme all along.
2. Terrible U.S. sportsperson is metaphor for entire country.
3. Unknown crackpot was greatest person who ever lived.
4. Old alcoholics talk about famous old alcoholic.
5. Nature is cute but evil.
November 17, 2025 at 11:21 PM
Reposted by Malcolm Lowry
Happy November 3rd to all who celebrate, and to all who celebrate- mind how you go.
November 3, 2025 at 5:18 PM
Today is a special one for us, the "lunatic admirers" of Lowry (Firminists). I ask that you pause for a moment today, and reflect on that most special book, whose "quality is too rare to be successful".
November 1, 2025 at 10:02 PM
A sense of a shared, a mountain peace seemed to fall between them; it was false, it was a lie, but for a moment it was almost as though they were returning home from marketing in days past.
October 30, 2025 at 2:39 PM
1) “Ah, the harbour bells of Cambridge! Whose fountains in moonlight and closed courts and cloisters, whose enduring beauty in its virtuous remote self-assurance, seemed part,
October 28, 2025 at 3:57 PM
2) less of the loud mosaic of one’s stupid life there, though maintained perhaps by the countless deceitful memories of such lives, than the strange dream of some old monk, eight hundred years dead,
October 28, 2025 at 3:57 PM
3) whose forbidding house, reared upon piles and stakes driven into the marshy ground, had once shone like a beacon out of the mysterious silence, and solitude of the fens. A dream jealously guarded: Keep off the Grass. And yet whose unearthly beauty compelled one to say: God forgive me."
October 28, 2025 at 3:57 PM
Reposted by Malcolm Lowry
Lowry Lounge returns this weekend, book your tickets today! 📖

Since 2009 we've been celebrating the life and work of local writer Malcolm Lowry, and this year's celebration will explore his early years spent in the Wirral.
October 27, 2025 at 1:02 PM
"Besides after a while one begins to feel, if the man can hold his liquor as well as that why shouldn't he drink?"
October 27, 2025 at 11:51 AM
[F]or some reason this simple fact appeared to make these two good people-for nearly all people are good who walk in parks-very happy again.
October 27, 2025 at 11:49 AM
Windy shadows swept the pavement.
October 20, 2025 at 5:54 PM
"I have discovered one first rate author, an American, Julian Green, who writes in French, which is translated back again into English."

theamericanreader.com/19-september...
19 September (1931): Malcolm Lowry to Conrad Aiken | The American Reader
theamericanreader.com
October 2, 2025 at 2:11 PM
...but still the old bandstand stands where no band stands.
October 2, 2025 at 2:09 PM
But my lord, Yvonne, surely you know by this time I can’t get drunk however much I drink.
September 25, 2025 at 11:41 AM
Taken at "Lieben", Bowen Island. Left to right are Reg Watters (Canadian editor and anthologist), Malcolm, Margerie, and Earle Birney. July 1947.

Special Collections Library, UBC - BC 1614/25.
September 19, 2025 at 12:21 PM
Everything that deceives may be said to enchant.

Plato, The Republic
September 19, 2025 at 10:55 AM
How could he have thought so evil of the world when succor was at hand the whole time?
September 18, 2025 at 11:09 AM
Rain - rain - rain here, Vancouver's Jubilee, and the city full of wild Indians.

Yours sincerely, Malcolm Lowry
September 17, 2025 at 10:35 AM
Some words on David Markson.

themillions.com/2016/03/this...
September 15, 2025 at 12:33 PM
A documentary on Lowry that is not for the faint of spirit. Regardless, a must watch.

www.nfb.ca/film/volcano/
September 12, 2025 at 4:25 PM