My thoughts on Death of English Majors in New Yorker:
Student don't want to be reader. It wants to be writer!
Introduce Creative Writing track within English major. Then sneak in Trojan Horse of Literature. "You write horror story? Check out Mary Shelley. She slaps." It works!
Today, nobody showed up to my 8.15am class.
0 students of about 40. Sitting in the empty room, I email them, trying to disguise my hurt feelings.
2 mins later, I get a reply: "Professor, we think you might be in the wrong room." So anyway off I go to live in a hole forever.
'A recording of a poem read by its author is no more definitive an “interpretation” than a recording of a symphony conducted by the composer..
A good poem, indeed, is one which even the most accomplished reading cannot exhaust.'
TSE's note to his 1947 recording of Four Quartets
@aIexmoreno @mecha_levy Sí, el clonazepam de uso veterinario es idéntico al de uso humano. Recomiendan 2 gotas para un perro mediano, que son aprox. 1/9 o 1/10 de una tableta.
#OnThisDay 100 years ago, The Waste Land appeared for the first time in The Criterion. The issue's Table of Contents offers a glimpse of 1922's literary landscape, presenting the poem alongside a review of Joyce's Ulysses and a Dostoevsky translation involving Woolf
'I have written, mostly when I was at Lausanne for treatment last winter, a long poem of about 450 words [lines], which, with notes that I am adding, will make a book of 30 or 40 pages. I think it is the best I have ever done, and Pound thinks so too'
#OTD 1921
#TheWasteLand100
In full colour facsimile for the first time! @FaberBooks today publish the Centenary Edition of T.S Eliot's original drafts of The Waste Land. Full details and review via our News page: https://t.co/Q8YJFmdjEy