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I am notoriously (around these parts) unfond of Eliot. I will link, with your kind indulgence, a thing I wrote:

Why I Prefer Kavanagh to Eliot.

I am uncomfortable with this thread.

Nanohedron wrote:No added MSG. That's comforting.

It's good for you!

*checks the date*

John Hodgman is a personal hero of mine.

Nanohedron wrote:

Congratulations wrote:It's called a "tragic flaw," and that's kind of how it works.

I call it "gawking at a train wreck".

Well... I mean, yeah.

The trick is (stay with me here), with Shakespeare, one realizes that one gawks at oneself.

Or something.

Nanohedron wrote:I always thought Lear was a class-A pillock and needlessly the architect of his own woe.

It's called a "tragic flaw," and that's kind of how it works.

UPDATE:

I brought my Berryman poem from farther up this thread to workshop a few weeks ago. It got very warm reviews.

I told them it was a joke. They think I'm silly, anyway, though.

Why does Snoop have an umbrella?

Fo drizzle.

I had a Talisker in your honor, Dale.

And then I had one in my honor, I guess.

My suggestion: Tumblr.

It's wonderful, outrageously simple to use, and everything you're looking for, I think. Have a look.

Heinlein is everything that's right and good about science fiction.

That is all.

missy wrote:When it came out the other end, the tape was still in one piece.

Ow.

On Fitzgerald: He might be a dude that doesn't translate well across the pond. Most of this themes (esp. in The Great Gatsby) center around post-WWI disillusionment and its crippling effect on what is typically referred to as "The American Dream." It would be a great disservice to Fitzgera...

For the record: "Modern" literature (also, " Modernist ") is typically defined as happening between 1900 and 1920. It's a very particular style. It's what all us Post-Moderns are doomed to carry into Hell. A heavy load. I take it this thread is mostly about prose, so I'll likely ...