Good grief. The last thing I want is to be embroiled in the tedious to and fro of a non-argument. Please carry on with the interesting bits.xA
But to clarify, since I seem to have upset so many people, and now stand accused of bullying: I wasn't implying, or in the least intending to imply, that anyone had a mental illness. The last thing I would ever do, as you should know quite well, David, is be snide about ANYONE who suffers such a devastating infliction. Yes, it was a response to the petty resentment and self pity that characterises a portion of the discussion here. Not all of it, by any means, but there is often a sour miasma of it that causes me a certain personal depression about the whole culture of poetry. Nor is it confined to this list. I'm not talking about disagreement, which I think is necessary and interesting. And no, I'm not pointing at anyone in particular, not even Sean. although I was taken aback (to say the least) when he compared being marginalised as a poet with the suffering under Apartheid. Although I don't doubt Sean's feelings of isolation, and understand how difficult that can be, and even understand the humiliations attendant on continuous poverty, the comparison was insensitive and absurd.
Not a wise response, I freely admit, just an impatient one. The quote, if you actually read it, is about a link between unhappiness and ungenerosity. It's also quite funny, in a Beckettian sort of way, like the rest of the film.
Perhaps you should hunt down the film and watch it. It might cheer you up.On Fri, Dec 20, 2013 at 10:21 AM, David Bircumshaw <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
We still have the long distant heirs of PL active here in L, as well as their bizarre pseudo-left distorted images. I thank the non-existent whose unbirthday it shall soon be that I have been able to extricate myself from it.I might emphasise that I mentioned Robin might wake up about PH. I think the key point was that each of his involvements were different, very different.Jeremy wrote "so strange and winding, perhaps, that Powell and Pressburger can end up alongside Larkin??) "I suspect that the creators of Peeping Tom (1960) had an affinity to the poet in the (metaphorical) long drab mac and aficionado of those interesting shops off Euston Rd that Kingsley showed him.
On 19 December 2013 23:05, Jeremy F Green <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
I feel odd tacking anything onto the long series of posts on Hobsbaum and other matters, but I did want to say thanks esp. to Jamie and Robin for all the information and pointers and opinions (I look to this list, quixotically perhaps, for alleviation of my ignorance and interruption of dogmatic slumbers). And perhaps thanks too to all for the reminder that the paths out of or away from modernism are many, various, and winding (so strange and winding, perhaps, that Powell and Pressburger can end up alongside Larkin??)Best,Jeremy--
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