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** hint** it doesn't take an Alfred Einstein to figure this one out...
Do I dare to answer?Math Is Hard said:Who mused in his "love song"
Would it have been worth while,
To have bitten off the matter with a smile,
To have squeezed the universe into a ball
To roll it toward some overwhelming question?
Gokul43201 said:I'm still clueless on the Love Song
Math Is Hard said:That love song would belong to one J. Alfred Prufrock
(that's the answer I was seeking, even though he is not the author of the work)
plover, c'mon, drop some hints, would ya? :grumpy:
Hmm... I 've always thought of Prufrock as Eliot's best known poem (well, after the ones in Cats...), maybe that's just because my father liked it and we read it in one of my high school English classes. And I'm flattered you think I got the style close enough to be recognizable.Gokul43201 said:Kinda ironic that I've never come across the Love song of J. Alfred Prufock, when I'm currently reading a 600-odd paged book titled The Letters of T.S.Eliot. In retrospect, Eliot's style is just barely discernible from the quoted lines (only if you include plover's).
Unfortunately, my own comment, as I now realize, is very ambiguously worded—so I'm not sure what yours means...Gokul43201 said:Darn...it takes an essay by Cynthia Ozick to finally convince me that I am insane !
You know, I believe I pondered more about Prufrock in Calculus class than English- the part where he talks about measuring his life in coffee spoons. Made me think of Riemann sums in a way.plover said:Hmm... I 've always thought of Prufrock as Eliot's best known poem (well, after the ones in Cats...), maybe that's just because my father liked it and we read it in one of my high school English classes.
Very beautiful language, plover. I admired it, also.plover said:And I'm flattered you think I got the style close enough to be recognizable.
plover said:Unfortunately, my own comment, as I now realize, is very ambiguously worded—so I'm not sure what yours means...
What I meant was that scholars in the 50's and 60's had a tendency to treat Eliot as some sort of exalted being, which some of them (including Ozick) feel a bit embarrassed about at this point. In recent years, he's been assessed much more objectively.
So if that is indeed what you heard me saying, does that mean that you deify Eliot?
Thanks.Math Is Hard said:Very beautiful language, plover. I admired it, also.
Looking at it again, the second reading I was seeing now seems a bit strained. I'm not sure why I thought it more reasonable when I made my comment... :rofl:Gokul43201 said:That is how I interpreted your words - I guess the ambiguity was lost on me.
I don't think many people are trying to deny his excellence as a poet. It's more that now that the tenets of modernism under which he was enthroned have become (so to speak) untenable, he can be assessed in the same fashion as other poets rather than as some kind of monolithic presence. In order to have a full understanding of his accomplishments it's also best to view them in relation to other aspects of his life, e.g. his fairly awful quasi-fascist politics, and the dreadful way he dealt with his wife's mental illness. Some do see these circumstances as reason enough to reject Eliot's achievement—and some Eliot admirers seem to see Ozick's essay as making such a rejection. As for myself, I don't accept either thesis: it's not necessary to approve of someone as a person in order to find valuable things in their art (and I doubt Ozick thinks so either).Deify...mmmm...wouldn't go that far, but I do think he's something of a genius !
I would describe myself as bemused rather than shocked. It is always the curse of the autodidact to have those who came to their knowledge through more well-worn paths view their collection of knowledge as strangely shaped and organized. I suffer from this myself.But that comes out of random readings - as does most of my knowledge, which is very unstructured - and that's how I can be a bit of an Eliot fan without having read Alfred Prufrock. You're not the first person I've shocked with my random ignorance.