Chekhov's Mistress

Monday Links 8/15/05

by Bud Parr

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Gourevitch on the new Paris Review: “There’s clearly a lot of energy here in the last few months. The manuscripts have been rolling in, and there are more subscribers.” (Pittsburgh Post-Gazette, Paris Review getting a makeover, by Bob Hoover *)

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Karl Kirchwey on Frank Bidart:


The blandness of the title of Bidart’s sixth book, Star Dust, is therefore misleading, since the insomniac clarity of Bidart’s voice is no less in evidence here than in his earlier work. A number of these poems appeared first in a chapbook of 2002 titled Music Like Dirt, and the gritty oxymoron of this title seems truer to Bidart’s mission and his message. His work is (like Keats’) self-transcending and (like Yeats’) self-consuming; but there is a self-loathing in Bidart’s work, too. It is the equilibrium between suffering and transcendence, the inescapable tension and paradox written into the human condition, that is Bidart’s great subject.


(Philadelphia Inquirer 05-08-14 Poems explore the nature, motives of artistic creation *†)

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Adam Kirsch on Theodore Roethke and James Wright:


For all these masculine growls, though, there have been few American poets more acutely tenderhearted, more genuinely and at times dismayingly sensitive, than Roethke and Wright. Roethke’s great subject was the secret life of flowers, plants, and children, while Wright allied himself in his poetry with the dispossessed and the outcast.


(New Yorker, 05-08-08 Primal Ear: Roethke, Wright, and the cult of authenticity)

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Thomas Curwen on Theodore Roethke: Selected Poems; Edited by Edward Hirsch; The Library of America


His cadences may seem archaic today, derivative riffs on Auden and Yeats, and his subject, often himself, unrelentingly personal. But to drop into Roethke’s life and lines, thoughtfully selected by Edward Hirsch, is to remember that poetry is, even in its most secular expression — perhaps best in its most godless expressions — a religious art.


(L.A. Times 05-08-07 At heart, a Romantic *)

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Rebecca Traister on William Golding’s Lord of the Flies:


Killing and raping the mother. Hmm. Wonder what that’s all about … Were we really assigned this in eighth grade?


(Salon.com 05-08-15: Summer School Series Reading “Lord of the Flies” †)

*link via: Poetry Daily.

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