Iain M. Banks
Iain M. Banks

The future (and past) of the Culture is no more except in those works already published as the great Scottish writer and Sci-Fi author Ian Banks finally succumbs to the cancer he has struggled against over the last few months. Terribly sad news and I’m sure that WorldbyStorm sums up the feelings of many on the loss of a unique voice not just for the world of fiction but for humanity in general. One could only hope to aspire to be one tenth of a writer that Banks was.

Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead,

Forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep seas swell

And the profit and loss.

A current under sea

Picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell

He passed the stages of his age and youth

Entering the whirlpool.

Gentile or Jew

O you who turn the wheel and look to windward,

Consider Phlebas, who was once handsome and tall as you.



1 comment on “Iain Banks 1954-2013

  1. Peadar Ó Lorcáin

    Tough news alright – strangely as someone who only recently discovered his works via radio 4, I heard the news announcement about his cancer statement some weeks back and then same circumstances yesterday when his death was on the news bulletin – ní bheidh a leithéid ann…. — Peadar


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