The painter guy, Doug, who gets up
at the Duke of Windsor reading and once
belted out Paradise Lost to my approval,
belted out Sailing to Byzantium
on Tuesday. I called for "more",
somewhat alone..
There's a South Melbourne Pub called
The Whale Roberts Hotel,
which is named after a ruckman/publican
but I've never heard Yeats read
at The Whale Roberts.
The Irish language poet Louis de Paor
once complained to me as below about doing a reading
at Melbourne's Celtic Club, as part of
an international literary translation conference
(where I was present to sell his books):-
"Hugh, the staff here are fascists, they told me I was lucky
to read for free,
you usually have to pay money to read poems here!"
best
Hugh
Hugh
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From: Matthew Francis <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Wednesday, July 12, 2000 10:13 PM
Subject: Pound & Tennis
> Andrew Burke writes:
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> Pound apparently hit the tennis ball around a bit. That would have been an
> interesting sight!
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> >
> I read somewhere that he used to stay at the net and instruct his partner
to
> pick up any ball that got past him. Not many did. And Noel Stock, in his
> biography, says that his tennis include 'many extraneous leapings'. Didn't
> he also try to teach Yeats to fence, with very little success? I think
> Hemingway says something about Yeats thrashing around with the foil like a
> whale.
>
> Best wishes,
>
>
> Matthew Francis
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