The Daily Mirror has a regular feature in which each week British Poet Laureate Carol Ann Duffy "selects a verse for women and discusses its meaning." From this week's:
"The horizon charcoals; rain smacks Virgo's lipstick onto the collar of the path till blossom sweeps the deck like the shredded chiffon train of Penelope's Oscar-carpet winning gown - that expensive-looking bath towel which this old 'rest of the year dull' shrub has just let drop."
Read more of this discussion here!
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In other news....
Wordsworth's library had 43 books of poetry... but 79 "books of amusement." Get the low-down here.
A government-watchdog website says the poetry = pork! Full squeal here...
The ten most-used phrases in rejections notes? The Chicago Tribune has the scoop here.
Well-paid executive criticised for writing poem about evils of money; shocking story here.
Check out " The Love Song of J. Alfred Well-Pruned Hedges," aka, Eliot's teenage-years home, right cheer.
Speaking of T.S.E., if you're gonna quote him, it'll cost ya. Full story in, natch, the Wall Street Journal!
NEWS THAT STAYS NEWS:
Via John Latta, Berryman in the April 1949 Partisan Review:
All the ambitious poetry of the last six hundred years is much less “original” than any but a few of its readers ever realize. A staggering quantity of it has direct sources, even verbal sources, in other poetry, history, philosophy, theology, prose of all kinds. Even the word “original” in this sense we find first in Dryden, and the sense was not normalized till the midcentury following. . . . Poetry is a palimpsest. . . . but our literary criticism, if at its best it knows all this well enough, even at its best is inclined to forget it and to act as if originality were not regularly a matter of degree in works where it is worth assessing at all. A difficulty is that modern critics spend much of their time in the perusal of writing that really is more or less original, and negligible.Pictured: A man who was evidently turned into a statue by reading too much daily news.