Word: goldfarb
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...pastel rectangles; small musical forces; restrained staging. The result unfortunately, was a complete contradiction of the medium. Spectacle was non-existent, and in spite of many moments of real humor, the production was about as uplifting as a grade-school Flag Day presentation. Conductor Brian Davenport and director Warren Goldfarb have resuscitated a period piece with all the respect but none of the imagination it deserves...
...Beta Kappa has announced the selection of the Junior Eight. The eight are: Robert A. Bush, Lowell House, History and Literature; Jonathan C. Cleary, Eliot, Folklore and Mythology; Warren D. Goldfarb, Lowell, Philosophy; Charles T. Hopkins Jr., Winthrop, English...
...little. Baumgarten suggested, and experience confirms that really "spiritual" poetry stops being poetry pretty soon. It migrates from the particular to the universal too quickly to come down hard on the stuff of experience; it robs us of sensation and pays us back in the inflated currency of Concepts. Goldfarb is too hip, too conscious of what any reading audience wants, to bypass the senses. Maybe he appeals to them too often. We develop such faith in his experience -- such confidence in his brilliantly modulated rhetoric -- that we are willing to accept almost any statement as poetically valid, even passages...
Somewhere he writes "I'm the politic man, the poetic man, something for everyone"; maybe he expects too much of the written word. There are, unfortunately, parts of the Goldfarb corpus that imply that saying anything is saying enough, and that no invasion of the senses, if done in the presence of a large number of people, can be ennervating...
...Goldfarb composes in breath-length lines -- lines that carry their own immediate weight. Robert Grenier's lines deny that weight exists; they are pure activity. Quoting him is unfair without quoting entirely one of the six poems included -- all, I think, written since he left Cambridge for the Iowa Workshop, from whence he travels this fall to Europe on an Amy Lowell Fellowship -- blut space won't permit it. "For Donald Justice," perhaps the best, is infinitely deeper and wholly more ambitious than early Grenier poems, which tended to be terse conversational fragments of point-blank incorporations of the physical...