The Squire Quartet. Brian Aldiss

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      BRIAN ALDISS

      The Squire Quartet

       Life in the West

       Forgotten Life

       Remembrance Day

       Somewhere East of Life

      Part of the Brian Aldiss Collection

      Table of Contents

       Cover

      Title Page

      Introduction

       Life in the West

       Forgotten Life

       Remembrance Day

       Somewhere East of Life

      About the Author

      Copyright

      About the Publisher

       Introduction

      The Squire Quartet

      Originally, these four novels had a curiously remote relationship. Their writing was scattered over fifteen years; I wrote other books in between. I also spent much time putting together anthologies of other writers whose stories I admired and felt they deserved a wider audience.

      The scenes are set here and there, concluding mainly in two countries, Georgia and Turkmenistan.

      Georgia I had visited, and felt I knew pretty well. At the time, I had a researcher, who dug into the Great Soviet Encyclopaedia. She discovered that Turkmenistan had at its heart the image of a poet, Makhtumkuli. It was as if the column in London's Trafalgar Square had at its summit not Nelson but Philip Larkin!

      My curiosity was awakened. I had the good fortune to find in the city of Reading the jovial Dr Youssef Azimun, who had once been Minister for Culture in the Turkmen government. I also found that his wife was a wonderful cook. In no time, I accompanied Youssef to Ashkhabad.

      During that period, I was having problems with my literary agent. He worked in London, I in Oxford – thus I had little opportunity to strangle him. This perhaps explains why the four Quartet volumes, in England at least, were published successively by four different publishers. They were for that reason never considered, never weighed up, as a Quartet. Yet they strive together to embrace the world in which we then lived.

      It is clear that the four books cover a lot of ground and time and tone; such was my life then that this was partly by design, partly inadvertence.

      I did come to regret that Tom Squire did not play a greater role in the later volumes; possibly I felt this to be an echo of my own career.

      Eventually, I made what must pass for amends. In a volume I wrote later, which deals with the EU forty years on (entitled 'Super State'), there is a passage where, on a sad and rainy day, Squire's body is buried, his coffin choked with wreaths and flowers. A reception is held afterwards in Pippet Hall.

      Squire was a good liberal man. Maybe I underestimated him.

      BRIAN ALDISS

       Life in the West

      Dedication

      Life in the West is dedicated to other

       Distinguished Persons

       Chen, David, Iris, Maysie, and Michael

       by no means forgetting Felix, Elena, Derek, and Janet

       to show them what one of their number was up to

       before we sampled life in the East

       and walked the Great Wall together

      Contents

      Title Page

      Dedication

      Introduction

      Prelude

      1 The International Congress

      2 Flattery and Higher Foolishness

      3 A View from the Beach

      4 Conversation with ‘Drina’s’

      5 She’s Only a Sex Symbol

      6 Putting our Socialist Friends to Rights

      7 Land Full of Strange Gods

      8 Sublimated Coin Warfare

      9 How to Get to Ostrow Lomelsky

      10 Slatko

      11 ‘The Strong Act as They Have Power to Act’

      12 Tribal Customs

      13 Illegal Currency Charges

      14 An Ideological Decision

      Acknowledgments

      I walked beside a sea aflame,

      An animal of land. The fire

      Of stars knocked at my earthbound frame:

      East of grapples West, man maid, hope Fate;

      All oppositions emanate

      From constellations of desire.

      Burning below hair, flesh, and teeth,

      An image of the Bright Ones lies,

      A lantern hid in bone. Beneath

      That vision, teeth and hair begin

      Again; wolf grins to wolfish grin

      As smile I in my lover’s eyes.

      Too soon that love with false-bright hair

      Is dead: the house stands silent. I

      Fare forth across the world’s despair,

      Its muteness, oratory, and banners,

      To

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