Mo Yan wins the Nobel Prize in Literature

Chinese author's "hallucinatory realism" is rewarded.

The 2012 Nobel Prize in Literature has been awarded to the Chinese novelist Mo Yan. The Prize committee commended Mo's "hallucinatory realism", which "merges folk tales, history and the contemporary". Several of Mo's novels have been translated into English, including Red Sorghum (also adapted for the cinema), The Garlic Ballads and Life and Death Are Wearing Me Out.

Pre-prize rumours suggested the recipient this year might be Canadian short story writer Alice Munro, but for the fifth year running, the jury has ignored anglophone writers.

Chinese Nobel Laureate Mo Yan (Photograph: Getty Images)
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Moss Side Public Laundry, 1979

A new poem by Pippa Little.

Childless I arrive with a rucksack,
own no Silver Cross steered topple-high
by the bare-legged women in check coats
and bulging shoes who load and unload
ropes of wet sheets, wring them out
to rams’ horns while heat-slap of steam
dries to tinsel in our hair, frizzles our lips
gritty with Daz sherbert dabs and the mangle,
wide as a room-size remnant, never stops groaning
one slip and you’re done for…

In the boom and echo of it, their calls swoop
over Cross-your-Hearts, Man. City socks,
crimplene pinks and snagged underskirts,
Maggie Maggie Maggie Out Out Out! blasts
from across the park, whole streets
get knocked out like teeth,
in a back alley on the way a man
jumped me, shocked as I was
by the fuck off! I didn’t know was in me

but which I try out now to make them laugh, these women
who scrub blood and beer and come
with red-brick soap, quick-starch a party dress
while dryers flop and roar
before their kids fly out of school,
flock outside for a smoke’s sweet rest
from the future bearing down of four walls and one man.

Pippa Little’s collection Overwintering (Carcanet) was shortlisted for the Seamus Heaney Centre Award. Her new book, Twist, was published in March by Arc. 

This article first appeared in the 20 July 2017 issue of the New Statesman, The new world disorder