February 21, 2007
OGIC: Call and responseA couple of weeks ago, on one of the most inclement and frigid days of the year, I threw out a question about how to read a phrase in a Philip Larkin poem about spring. I was in a hurry and asking about it was something of an afterthought. But I was genuinely curious what our sagacious readers made of the line. Several of you wrote, for which my sincere thanks and promise to write back soon.
Now Aaron Haspel, who excels at just this sort of exercise, has mostly graciously—whether on purpose or not, he doesn't quite skirt the implication that I'm a dullard—responded with a typically intelligent and informed reading of the poem in question. He's doubtless right that I should have provided the entire poem instead of the closing sestet; reports from readers indicate that it proved harder to google forth in full than I expected. I won't reproduce it now since he has done so and you can and should read the whole thing, his analysis included, by hopping over there. You should also bookmark God of the Machine while you're at it; Aaron's right-column linkade alone is a mighty resource of high-quality internet-assisted diversion, and primary material like this post can make life seem worth living again. Hey, at least I got off easier than that Strunk chump.
Oh, and Megan, I think this means you owe me one.
Posted February 21, 2007 1:06 AM