Word: poemes
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...forty-foot pedal boat at the time. John H. Updike has flooded the issue with a number of poetic fragments varying greatly in content, but all alike in their tiresome banality. Charles C. Osborne '52 local short-distance swimmer (see CRIMSON, April 19) has contributed a totally pointless poem on men's underwear which is not much better. Least funny of all, however, are two burdensomely long long stories, one by Michael J. Arlen '52 obviously written to fill a gaping hole in the middle of the issue; another by Arlen and Thomas D. Edwards '53 can have no better...
...same program, William Carlos Williams, author and poet, will render his poem "Desert Music." The program is open to the public...
...Pound, about whom the review was written, is the one who needs Fowler. (P.S. I am sure Mr. Pound would like nothing better than to receive a copy of "Modern English Usage.") If the not-so erudite Mr. Smail would care to read Mr. Pound's rather well-known poem, "Hugh Selwym Mauberly." Part II, "The Age Demanded," he would find these very words used by Pound in the line. "Lifting the faint susurrus Of his subjective hosannah." It is always pleasant to see a reviewer obviously unacquainted with poetry criticize a critic who is acquainted with poetry. First suggestion...
...poetry is more varied in quality. Donald Hall's Garrison Prize winner, "A Face in the Mirror," is a delightful little piece--one of the best of its sort I have ever seen in the Advocate, and the best poem of Hall's that I have read. Another selection from Hall's winning entry in the Garrison contest, called "Afternoon," struck me as dull and stereotyped (the scene is an amusement park closed for the winter). Charles Neuhauser's "Seascape with Salvage Barge" is a rich brew of imagery, alliteration, and studied rhyming. It is easily the best poem...
With all due respect to Thomas Ybarra, John Bartlett, Christopher Morley, Louella D. Everett, David McCord, and Mr. Train, the reviewer still considers the poem "lifeless," trite," and "unfunny...