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> My trouble is - if i pursue "grass" as a metaphor it will go everywhere and > i'd e the hopeless & hapless mower - > > Edmund Then, again, instead of 'hopeless & hapless" it may be a wonderful, ever unfolding, generous - continuously energized - journey. Why this demand, insistence on closure? (or is this desire education, dissertation proscribed??) Edmund, I like the comparisons of Whitman to Rez (the urban Whitman, in my reading of him) as different from Mr. Melancholy Inc. - tho, given the huge sale of Prozac in this country, Eliot, too, ain't probably far off a very real indigenous cultural mark. Just in the way I suspect Larkin - like him or not - speaks to an English melancholy that, too, may be epidemic. Stephen V