Showing posts with label fame. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fame. Show all posts
12.21.2024
turn to poetry
Note to celebrities who turn to poetry: Leave it to the poets, those language toilers who will never have the least measure of your fame.
2.06.2023
blotting himself out
Publishing and publishing more, he was publishing himself into anonymity.
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anonymity,
fame,
over publishing,
publishing
2.04.2023
acknowledged after
If history holds, there will be some lesser known poets more known a generation or two hence.
8.09.2022
totally emily
The Emily Dickinson industry—is a thing.
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commerce,
emily dickinson,
fame,
industy
8.02.2022
ignored or eclipsed
Maybe it’s not that certain poets get neglected; perhaps it’s a matter of a few poets garnering too much attention and praise.
2.18.2022
only names now
They are names only now, in that sad slow almost silent ten years that precedes a poet’s death.
10.18.2021
phenom poet
They had made her so famous so fast that no one would ever take her seriously. She was now phenomenon, not a person.
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celebrity,
fame,
fast,
phenomenon
10.13.2020
local fame
He was famous in a group of about ten poets.
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fame,
famous,
group,
lives of the poets
8.19.2020
4.24.2020
poetry got small
Like the character Norma Desmond from the 1950 film Sunset Boulevard, she was the kind of poet you could imagine responding to an interviewer who'd suggested her reputation had faded, with the line: “I am big. It’s poetry that got small.”
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big,
fame,
norma desmond,
pictures,
reputation,
small,
sunset boulevard
8.31.2019
against fiat
Critical reputations are made on grand claims. Yet I’m suspicious of all grand claims, finding hedged hypotheses sufficient to most subjects, conjectures able to brush past any exceptions.
Labels:
claim,
critic,
critical assessment,
exception,
fame,
hypothesis,
reputation
4.22.2018
too well represented
Any poet with an agent will likely be forgotten in the next generation.
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agent,
fame,
forgotten poets,
lives of the poets,
the age
7.18.2017
you're a superstar
Simon & Schuster’s book publicity states that Michael Robbins is a “superstar poet.” I did not know that.
Labels:
fame,
lives of the poets,
michael robbins,
oxymoron,
publicity,
superstar
8.31.2016
few maxims
Clearness is the ornament of deep thought.
Obscurity is the kingdom of error.
Few maxims are true in every respect.
It is of no use to possess a lively wit if it is not of right proportion: the perfection of a clock is not to go fast, but to be accurate.
I do not approve the maxim which desires a man to know a little of everything. Superficial knowledge, knowledge without principles, is almost always useless and sometimes harmful knowledge.
The favorites of fortune and fame topple from their pedestals before our eyes without diverting us from ambition.
It is easy to criticize an author; it is difficult to appreciate him.
As there are many soldiers, and few brave ones, so there are many versifiers and almost no poets.
—Marquis de Vauvenargues (1715–1747), Selections from the Characters, Reflexions, and Maxims
Translated by Elizabeth Lee (Archibald Constable & Co., 1903)
Obscurity is the kingdom of error.
Few maxims are true in every respect.
It is of no use to possess a lively wit if it is not of right proportion: the perfection of a clock is not to go fast, but to be accurate.
I do not approve the maxim which desires a man to know a little of everything. Superficial knowledge, knowledge without principles, is almost always useless and sometimes harmful knowledge.
The favorites of fortune and fame topple from their pedestals before our eyes without diverting us from ambition.
It is easy to criticize an author; it is difficult to appreciate him.
As there are many soldiers, and few brave ones, so there are many versifiers and almost no poets.
—Marquis de Vauvenargues (1715–1747), Selections from the Characters, Reflexions, and Maxims
Translated by Elizabeth Lee (Archibald Constable & Co., 1903)
5.03.2016
7.12.2015
time lapse
Browsing through old anthologies should be enough to humble even the proudest poet. Not only because a few great poems remain…but because so many names have evaporated in time.
5.09.2015
known unknown
To twist Stevens’ assertion: The poet must resist celebrity almost successfully.
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celebrity,
fame,
famous poet,
renown,
resist
2.18.2015
room full of ghosts
The necessary arrogance of youth: “I look at those names in the anthology, and it just makes me sad. It's like a room full of ghosts."
From Oliver Stone’s film Any Given Sunday...
The young quarterback, Willie Beaman, after glancing at photos of past football greats, says: “I look at those pictures on the wall, and it just makes me sad. It’s like a room full of ghosts.”
From Oliver Stone’s film Any Given Sunday...
The young quarterback, Willie Beaman, after glancing at photos of past football greats, says: “I look at those pictures on the wall, and it just makes me sad. It’s like a room full of ghosts.”
8.12.2012
fame by such means
Early on he planned on becoming a famous poet. Oh well.
Labels:
aspiration,
fame,
lives of the poets,
means
7.22.2011
until the name alone would suffice
The length of a poet’s bio is in inverse relationship to the size of her/his reputation.
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bio,
fame,
reputation
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