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...loyalty to TIME is due in large part to its superior prose. For instance, the lead sentence of the G.E. article is, surprisingly, a poem...
Mortified, the editors of Corral, the Oklahoma State University literary magazine, last week discovered that there are cheatniks among the beatniks of the new generation. The poem they printed, as gloriously beat as anything ever incanted by Allen (Howl) Ginsberg...
Based on the poem by Cardinal Newman, Gerontius is a mystical, minutely detailed vision of man's death and of his soul's fearful but triumphant journey toward judgment. Roman Catholic Elgar first thought of setting the poem to music when he received a copy of it from a priest on his wedding day. But he let ten years elapse, during which he became increasingly aware of the gusts of new music blowing across the Channel from the Continent. When he finally got around to composing Gerontius (for the Birmingham Festival of 1900), he broke away from...
Pressed by Pam. Betjeman stands for the local, the small, the decent; and his verse is filled with an engaging shorthand of brand names -Austin cars, Craven A cigarettes, Heinz's Ketchup, Post Toasties. In one poem he used the names of real people to ironic effect ("T. S. Eliot, H. G. Wells and Edith Sitwell lie in Mell-stock Churchyard now"), but added the thoughtful note: "The names are put in not out of malice or satire but merely for their euphony...
...Great. There his busy wife Penelope (daughter of Field Marshal Lord Chetwode) hunts and fishes with Pam-like energy, keeps an eye on their son and daughter and runs a thriving tea shop called King Alfred's Kitchen. She puts up jam; he musingly produces about one poem every six weeks. "Almost any age seems civilized except that in which I live," he once wrote. "But it's wrong to think my verse ironical. I write of things I care about." In The Old Liberals he hauntingly evoked not only the archaic graces of two old people playing...