My fattening, unfashionable Robert Lowell hang-up has drawn me to his recently published correspondence, which I learned of in the
New York Review of Books. Perusing the
NYRB archives, I dug up
an old essay, & found a passage that struck me as (vaguely) relevant to my last post. "It seems plain," to Irving Ehrenpreis
that "The Nihilist as Hero" through its eloquent coarseness conveys one-half of the poet's ambition, while "Reading Myself" conveys the other, and that Lowell illustrates by his technique a yearning to reconcile art as process with art as product.
Hmmm; I'm already pondering a nightmarish Hegelian vision of music history after reading this ...
