Showing posts with label the age. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the age. Show all posts

4.22.2018

too well represented

Any poet with an agent will likely be forgotten in the next generation.

1.03.2017

mishandled analog device

The young man picked up the book, then fumbled around looking for its power button.

9.05.2014

desperate apotheosis

The apotheosis of Romantic poetry came after the age was over in the form of Dylan Thomas. An apotheosis is often that desperate late flowering.

3.30.2014

plagiarist's curse

We must pity the plagiarists. For they’re forced to steal second-rate texts in order to escape immediate detection. And thankfully the truly great texts, the treasures of the age, some laying open for all to see, are unknown by anyone.