Friday, March 2, 2012

Socio-economics of Poesy, Pt. 1

About a dozen years ago, I ran into a now-famous poet in the poetry aisle of our local used bookstore.  Or rather, he ran into me.  I was paging through a copy of James Merrill's The Changing Light at Sandover when the fellow turned to me and began making small talk.  After a couple of moments he glanced down at the book in my hand and said, "Huh. James Merrill.  I won't read him.  He was a millionaire.  What does a millionaire know about life?"


Are there any poets you won't read because external details of the poet's life turn you off?  Besides Ezra Pound.

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