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>Subject: Re: The Incoherence of the Cantos
>Date: Thu, Dec 20, 2001, 6:48 AM
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> In a message dated 12/20/2001 1:23:29 AM Eastern Standard Time,
> [log in to unmask] writes:
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>> "Pay no attention to the criticism of a man who has never himself produced
>> a
>> great work." .... EP
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>> (or something to that effect.... we're working from memory here)
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>> as to reading ... or Writing ... poetry professionally:
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>> the only value poetry retains (which most of the other arts have lost)
>> is to be found in its utter and absolute economic uselessness
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> hear! hear!...
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> joe brennan....
hear! hear! again, and that's its saving grace-
"no picture is made to endure nor to live with
but it is made to sell and sell quickly
with..."
"The tip's a good one, as for literature
"It gives no man a sinecure.
"And no one knows, at sight, a masterpiece.
"And give up verse, my boy,
"There's nothing in it."
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