Totally off subject I was trying to imagine a meeting between Ian Hamilton
Finlay and Buck Owens, both 'passed' on the same day. High Church and Low
Church. (Or image Finlay singing Johnny Cash's Walk the Line while walking
through his garden.
I suspect it's an American artist thing to create a larger than life mask
and make it a career - another version of the classic Western Tall Tale -
country mouse comes to town and turns into an impeccable Giant.
Is Warhol's Factory that much different than Eliot's critical Industry. They
both definitely knew how to create a market and market it with a vengeance -
icons et al.
Ruminating between storms -San Francisco has become Seattle. I think the
earth is shaking it all up this year.
> I'll dispute that paternity, for myself. For Olson Eliot was a
> counter-example and only enters the work, in that way, in The
> Kingfishers. Not a hint in Williams. Nor in Pound, where the
> influence runs the other way. And he's barely apparent on the other
> side of the American divide.
> On the other hand, what could be funnier than "This is the way the
> world ends (repeat three times)/ not with a whine but a whimpah." (Or
> is it "not with a whine but a limpet"? "a gin and tonic?"). Or his
> assertion that he could tell a great from a non-great poem in a
> language he didn't know.
> At 05:11 PM 3/27/2006, you wrote:
>> I am afraid some parts of us will always be included among his children -
>> daughters as poems, or, maybe, they are sons, as well.
>>> Hard to believe he procreated.
>>> At 04:58 PM 3/27/2006, you wrote:
>>>>> I'm not sure that Eliot added any value to the commonplace. But I'm
>>>>> decidedly not a fan.
>>>> You have to listen to Eliot closer, Mark. Under the homesick royalist, St.
>>>> Louis breathing all over the place. A classic 'double-bind' kind of guy -
>>>> not about to give up his suit, but still weeping with and into that Big
>>>> I know this. I used to date his daughter.
>>>> Stephen V