tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3383938214852108244.post3989795454387922551..comments2024-03-27T16:48:21.039-05:00Comments on Wuthering <br>Expectations: I joy because the quails come - obscure Browning, difficult BrowningAmateur Reader (Tom)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13675275555757408496noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3383938214852108244.post-1878669994668704722012-03-01T11:33:22.679-06:002012-03-01T11:33:22.679-06:00I would rank Browning close to Wordsworth and Shak...I would rank Browning close to Wordsworth and Shakespeare-the-poet. That seems about right.Amateur Reader (Tom)https://www.blogger.com/profile/13675275555757408496noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3383938214852108244.post-41062759410605512052012-02-29T23:45:00.741-06:002012-02-29T23:45:00.741-06:00I do appreciate VN's advice. God knows I'l...I do appreciate VN's advice. God knows I'll never regret reading Milton. Coleridge and Keats are old friends, though distant now. Wordsworth I barely know. <br /><br />There are 15 pages of Mr Browning in my "Norton Anthology of Poetry, 3rd Ed." I think only Wordsworth and Shakespeare get more space in the book. Likely I should look for a better book.scott g.f.baileyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05726743149139510832noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3383938214852108244.post-74648760339784897042012-02-29T21:22:50.701-06:002012-02-29T21:22:50.701-06:00You'll appreciate this, then. or not:
"Y...You'll appreciate this, then. or not:<br /><br />"You have to <i>saturate</i> yourself with English poetry in order to compose English prose. You must know your tool... <i>Suggestion</i>: Read: Milton, Coleridge, Keats, Wordsworth."<br /><br />Prof. Nabokov's advice to a young Cornell fiction writer, found on pp. 316-7 of Brian Boyd's <i>Vladimir Nabokov: The American Years</i>.<br /><br />VN loved Browning, too. Browning might be particularly interesting to a fiction writer because so much of it is character work.Amateur Reader (Tom)https://www.blogger.com/profile/13675275555757408496noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3383938214852108244.post-11719930703040258122012-02-29T17:03:06.504-06:002012-02-29T17:03:06.504-06:00Split open the kegs of salted sprats,
Made nests ...<i>Split open the kegs of salted sprats, <br />Made nests inside men's Sunday hats, <br />And even spoiled the women's chats, <br />By drowning their speaking <br />With shrieking and squeaking <br />In fifty different sharps and flats.</i><br /><br />That's about my speed for poetry. I'll have to see if we have any Robert Browning on the shelf at home. Likely we do, at least anthologized. He's still undiscovered country for me, aside from these scraps of maps you've been offering here.scott g.f.baileyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05726743149139510832noreply@blogger.com