Tony Harrison, who died today, wrote with a brutal honesty that cuts through abstraction. His poem "V." is a clear, unflinching look at class conflict in 1980s Britain.
The poem describes a man visiting his parents' grave in a Leeds cemetery vandalised by graffiti. He argues with a skinhead version of himself about language, work, and wasted lives. The ugly words spray-painted on the stones are not used for shock, but to show a real and shared anger.
Critics called the poem obscene. They missed the point. Harrison uses strong language to defend the people it often insults. He believed poetry should engage with the world as it is, not as we might wish it to be. "V." is a powerful, uncomfortable elegy for a divided England, and it remains deeply relevant.