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A Litt<strong>or</strong>al Zone opens with “A Darwinian Preface” (7). Evolution prefaces<br />

and inf<strong>or</strong>ms the w<strong>or</strong>k. Written in the Petrarchan sonnet f<strong>or</strong>m (with a variation on the<br />

rhyme scheme), the poem contrasts the mechanical w<strong>or</strong>kings of the evolution of the<br />

human body with those aspects of our humanity which separate us from the biological<br />

process: bravery, love, and the intellectual operations of the neoc<strong>or</strong>tex. (The neoc<strong>or</strong>tex is<br />

evolutionarily the most recent part of the brain and it is here that higher cognitive<br />

functions like language are processed (Karmiloff-Smith in Rose 174).) The poem<br />

demonstrates various movements from the octave to the sestet: from night to day, from<br />

fear to determination, from the body to the heart, and from intimations of death to<br />

celebration of life. Each of these movements offers recognition <strong>or</strong> anagn<strong>or</strong>isis. The poem<br />

reflects the poet’s realisation that life does have purpose beyond the biological. This<br />

‘meaning’ is contained in life itself and his purpose is reflected in the final phrase: “Best<br />

buckle to”.<br />

A DARWINIAN PREFACE<br />

The crab, the clot, the muzzle <strong>or</strong> the knife:<br />

patiently, the nocturnal terr<strong>or</strong>isms<br />

stalk. Even the brave know hardly of rest,<br />

aware a body’s little but a glove<br />

stretched from metatarsals to neoc<strong>or</strong>tex<br />

on a stiffening frame. A hand as strange<br />

clenches on coiled lengths of fear: that old v<strong>or</strong>tex<br />

steeled by the usual mundane heroisms.<br />

Your heart wins armour from confronting life,<br />

yet stays unlatched, anticipating love.<br />

Each dawn claims thanks and welcome, and gets blessed.<br />

Perhaps the sea indeed did suckle you<br />

through all its prisms, its diurnal range.<br />

There is no help f<strong>or</strong> it. Best buckle to.<br />

Most of the literary critics point to pertinent aspects of “A Darwinian Preface”,<br />

but do not offer a comprehensive analysis. Sacks’ review does not link the poem to<br />

evolutionary the<strong>or</strong>y, but he does say: “It is redolent with a terse f<strong>or</strong>titude, as well as with<br />

a characteristic alliance of scientific precision, poetic élan, and stoicism under siege” (1-<br />

2). M<strong>or</strong>phet concentrates on the poem’s play between life and death and its evolutionary<br />

framew<strong>or</strong>k: “The evolutionary pattern that is the substratum of the poem both exposes<br />

and sustains the life of the body and the movements of consciousness” (209). Duncan<br />

Brown singles out the final eight lines and claims they are “as close to a credo as

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