MacNeice I have a lot of feeling for, he was the truest poet of the lot. In
his later years anyhow.
My favourite Auden poem actually is the Cave of Making, y'know, his elegy
for LM.
I have parochial problems with Mr WHA as, despite the dustjackets telling
you he was from York, daddy was lecturing up there at the time, he was one
of our lot, but from the bad side, Solihull/Sutton Coldfield, that is to say
the snobside, the Audenclan still exist up there, and I can't forgive him
his endorsements of being superior despite the brilliance of his verse. His
cod intellectualism has become the ruin of British poetry, more so than
Larkin's narrow angles, he traded on sounding knowing, and this in a guy
with the technical facility of a major poet is appaling.
As fore the other two.....
Well, we have one poet laureate and one sir Sir.
Best
Dave
----- Original Message -----
From: "Robin Hamilton" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Saturday, August 11, 2001 8:35 PM
Subject: Re: Book Review- Moby Dick
> > and Macspaunday pretending to be of the
> > Left.
>
> Uncrumple that much crumpled thing.
>
> Auden could be forgiven for the same reason he pardoned Paul Claudel.
>
> Spender (Hands up anyone who owns _The God That Failed_) and Day Lewis
have
> to be a joke.
>
> I really, truly cried when Persons from Porlock aired just after MacNeice
> died ...
>
> Jeez -- R2 have just got to Meninblack.
>
> Funny, listening to Hugh Cornwall not-talking to the rest.
>
> Jet Black has to be 65 by now -- age!!!
>
> Robin
>
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