tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3383938214852108244.post2473338953244224013..comments2024-03-29T03:04:00.853-05:00Comments on Wuthering <br>Expectations: Writing a great work with patient plan - Bysshe Vanolis and the poetic quotationAmateur Reader (Tom)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13675275555757408496noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3383938214852108244.post-46308503518907321822011-12-09T11:50:05.461-06:002011-12-09T11:50:05.461-06:00Yes, that's good. The "company" may...Yes, that's good. The "company" may just be dead poets, but he is then joining the tradition.<br /><br />You may well enjoy the post after this one, where Vanolis justifies himself to George Eliot.Amateur Reader (Tom)https://www.blogger.com/profile/13675275555757408496noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3383938214852108244.post-7116658375197832482011-12-09T10:55:32.917-06:002011-12-09T10:55:32.917-06:00Why does he do it? Why does he do it so well? It&#...Why does he do it? Why does he do it so well? It's in the Proem too:<br />'Yes, here and there some weary wanderer<br />In that same city of tremendous night,<br />Will understand the speech and feel a stir<br />Of fellowship in all-disastrous fight;<br />"I suffer mute and lonely, yet another<br />Uplifts his voice to let me know a brother<br />Travels the same wild paths though out of sight.'<br />Misery loves company. Thompson must have found some small solace in the melancholic works of those poets he referenced, and wanted to share his pain in that tradition. The next stanza begins with the apostrophic "O sad Fraternity" - this is to whom he speaks.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3383938214852108244.post-10393089193591863142010-01-31T17:12:15.996-06:002010-01-31T17:12:15.996-06:00litlove, if you know Nerval's poems, you know ...litlove, if you know Nerval's poems, you know <i>Les Chimeres</i>. That is them. I did my best with <a href="http://wutheringexpectations.blogspot.com/2009/06/sighs-of-saint-and-fairys-screams.html" rel="nofollow">"El Desdichado"</a> and <a href="http://wutheringexpectations.blogspot.com/2009/06/bitter-lemons-printed-with-your-teeth.html" rel="nofollow">"Delphica"</a> during June's exciting <a href="http://wutheringexpectations.blogspot.com/2009/06/whole-series-of-remembered-impressions.html" rel="nofollow">Gérard de Nerval Week</a>.<br /><br />By the way, we are for some reason discussing something you wrote recently in <a href="http://wutheringexpectations.blogspot.com/2009/08/return-visit-to-balzacs-human-comedy.html?showComment=1264907006447#comment-c3056494304349893745" rel="nofollow">these comments</a>. Please stop by to correct, redirect, gently admonish, etc.Amateur Reader (Tom)https://www.blogger.com/profile/13675275555757408496noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3383938214852108244.post-42843339332074583942010-01-31T04:12:57.782-06:002010-01-31T04:12:57.782-06:00I am a big fan of Nerval's Aurelia, and it is ...I am a big fan of Nerval's Aurelia, and it is both insane and good (can't comment on the other book as never heard of it before). But Nerval, when he wasn't in a good mood and toting his pet lobster around Paris on a blue velvet ribbon, was hugely melancholy and packed his poems choc-a-bloc full of mythological and poetic references. I get the feeling that this was the fashion in alexandrines at the time - lots of references decipherable only to a particular group of people (ie other depressed poets). It was a kind of exotic, excessive moment of wallowing in influence rather than feeling anxious about it. There was enough else for thee poor sods to feel anxious about, it seems.litlovehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10952927245186474480noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3383938214852108244.post-16899031922141440342010-01-27T21:56:30.882-06:002010-01-27T21:56:30.882-06:00Eliot - Thomas Stearns - has an out (or a theme, o...Eliot - Thomas Stearns - has an out (or a theme, or point) that B.V. does not, namely that <i>he</i> values culture and beauty and whatnot. The beauty of his poetry is a <i>protest</i> against the world's entropy. Eliot is kicking against the pricks. B.V. claims that he is not.<br /><br />zhiv, whaddayamean, where'd I find it? He's Scottish! If it's not Scottish, it's crap.<br /><br />Neil - I knew it! I knew that Jeffries novel had to be good. Now the Jeffries novel I read about in Christopher Woodward's <i>In Ruins</i>, a book I'll bet you know. Thanks for the Collier recommendation, too.Amateur Reader (Tom)https://www.blogger.com/profile/13675275555757408496noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3383938214852108244.post-15867207844205304692010-01-27T16:21:53.841-06:002010-01-27T16:21:53.841-06:00This sounds great - I expect secondhand bookseller...This sounds great - I expect secondhand booksellers are selling out even as I write. As to After London, it's a really good post-apocalypse novel (the first?) in a long line that includes great forgotten novels such as John Collier's Tom's a-Cold. Almost everything Jefferies wrote is worth reading - even The Dewy Morn, for its chapter-long paean to the female knee.Neilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18020242863144175965noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3383938214852108244.post-78106186129374745822010-01-27T13:47:30.149-06:002010-01-27T13:47:30.149-06:00After that trip to Morocco, you're already kil...After that trip to Morocco, you're already killing it this year. Sheesh--what is all this?! Where did you find this poem/poet again? It's going to take me a little time to read through all of this--it all sounds fantastic, glancing at it.zhivhttp://zhiv.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3383938214852108244.post-9874299418627289542010-01-27T09:47:15.058-06:002010-01-27T09:47:15.058-06:00George Eliot!! I look forward to her thoughts.
I...George Eliot!! I look forward to her thoughts.<br /><br />I actually have a similar reaction to <em>The Waste Land</em> itself - he argues that in this modern world everything has descended into the dead-eyed mundane, but it's hard to believe that with such a beautiful, historically-conscious and aesthetically pleasing poem in front of me.Emilyhttp://www.eveningallafternoon.comnoreply@blogger.com