Wednesday, February 9, 2011

The week in culture.


Sad about cat. Got a too-short haircut. Read newish book about Milton, which struck everybody as uncool and out-of-touch, go figure. But also finished Bernstein's fun new collection of essays; and we have a piece in the pipeline from Susan Howe, so there. Went a week without a cheese sandwich. Suffered few ill-effects from not having been able to attend AWP, though wish I'd have been there for my panel. Noticed post-AWP increase in invective. Also noticed lack of pub credit for POETRY in Rae's new book, hm. Reading Ada Limón's new book, nice!!! What *won't* people say about Elizabeth Bishop! I can imagine her demurrals by the dozen... Roberto Bolaño is the new Joyce Carol Oates, and he's not even alive anymore. And of course: VIDA!!!!

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A new LRB; a great week for letters:

Wasn’t it Jarry, mentioned by Iain Sinclair, who used a revolver instead of a bicycle bell? And didn’t he reassure a pregnant woman who complained that he had so startled her that she might lose her baby: ‘In that eventuality, madame, I shall make you another’?

David Maclagan
Holmfirth, West Yorkshire

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Some are of the opinion that the trouser clip is very middle class, any working man cycling to work just sticking his turn-ups into his socks, or if wearing overalls being unworried by oil. Should a Marxist academic renounce that bourgeois badge of shame the trouser clip by sticking his trousers into his socks?

Stephen Kay
Abergavenny, Monmouthshire

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