In alt.arts.poetry.comments on Tue, 20 Jan 2015 07:55:48 -0800 (PST),
Post by Will DockeryPost by m***@yahoo.comPost by Will Dockery"Time is the school in which we learn,
Time is the fire in which we burn."
-Delmore Schwartz
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/171344#
"Will Dockery sucks, h-he just... h-he just sucks. He sucks so hard. Will Dockery uses drugs. The end." - Delmore Schwartz
Alas, if Delmore Shwartz were here to say... anything.
He'd be 102 years old this year. He might be helplessly senile, but
probably not too helplessly senile to say pretty much what Dink said
about talentless, thieving scum like you.
Fans of Delmore Schwartz ought to read Eileen Simpson's /Poets in
their Youth/ (Faber, 1982). ES was John Berryman's first wife, and
amazingly forgiving in her memoirs of how JB treated her. The
Berrymans and the Schwartzes spent a lot of time together.
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[Delmore's] life was his subject. He was frankly and unashamedly
autobiographical. Long before the word came into fashion, he was
"confessional". Having worked through and discarded the styles of his
mentors at an early age, after taking from them what he needed, he
developed the flat, conversational voice that recorded so well the
speech of the milieu in which he had grown up, while the other poets
of his generation were using material from their lives, when they used
it at all, in an abstract, symbolic way, expressing it in "cerebral"
language.
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(from page 35 of the first British edition, which I haven't just
rushed out and bought, though it was misplaced on my shelves for so
long that I thought I'd lost it.)
--
PJR :-)
... τὸ διδάξασθαι δέ τοι
εἰδότι ῥᾴτερον· ἄγνωμον δὲ τὸ μὴ προμαθεῖν·
κουφότεραι γὰρ ἀπειράτων φρένες. (Pindar)