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Ah, in a word, no.

Ron Houssaye


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Subject: TSE gay? Should this be discussed?


> Rick Seddon wrote (1/8/2002):
>
> >  Steve and Rick P are both convinced that TSE
> >  was gay (just joking, just joking).
>
>    Well, Rick P has already spoken for himself, so let me say that, yes, I
> think that TSE was gay, or had gay desires, whether or not he acted on
them.
> Why does this matter?? It only matters if you conclude, as I have
concluded,
> that a powerful force behind TSE's poetry is his guilt over these desires
and
> how God would judge a man with such desires.
>
>    You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one. Carole
Seymour-Jones,
> the author of "PAINTED SHADOW: A LIFE OF VIVIENNE ELIOT" also clearly
> indicates (repeatedly) in her book that she thinks TSE was gay, although
she
> presents scant direct evidence. For the curious, here's a few excerpts
from
> "Painted Shadow" that will show you what I mean. The excerpts are scanned
in,
> so please forgive any typos from the scanning process.
>
>   And, yes, the 600 page book is centered on **Vivienne**, despite the
> impression these excerpts may give that the book is only about TSE's
"secret
> sex life".
>
> -- Steve --
>
> ==================================
>
> >From "Painted Shadow":
>
> P211
> In his twenties, it seemed, Eliot struggled with contradictory urges, to
> confess and yet to repress his homosexual feelings: it was a kind of
torture,
> but one which explains to some extent the obscurity of poetry in which so
> many secrets demanded concealment.
>     Among those secrets was his grief for Jean Verdenal...
>
> P 348
> The flat Tom rented in early 1923 was to be the hub of his secret life, a
> place where he could throw off conventionality. Burleigh Mansions, a block
of
> portered flats on Charing Cross Road, looked out on St Martin's Lane, and
was
> favoured by actors. Ellen Terry and Donald Wolfit both at times lived
there.
> Eliot rented number 38, thus securing for himself a pied a terre in the
heart
> of theatreland. At Burleigh Mansions he underwent a metamorphosis: here he
> was no longer 'Mr. Eliot', banker and dutiful husband, but 'Captain
Eliot',
> hero of the Colombo verses, captain of his crew. Among that crew was in
all
> probability Leonide Massine, who danced the French sailor in Les Matelots,
a
> 'light-hearted romp' which he choreographed for Diaghilev after divorcing
his
> wife Vera in 1924 and returning to the bosom of the Ballets Russes and a
> bed-sitting room in Bloomsbury .
>    Osbert Sitwell noticed, when he visited Eliot in the 'bizarre'
atmosphere
> of the Charing Cross Road flat, that 'Visitors on arrival had to enquire
at
> the porter's lodge for "The Captain", which somehow invested the whole
> establishment with a nautical - for I cannot say why, I took the title to
be
> naval rather than military -a gay, a gallant feeling.'
>
>   The room in which Osbert and Sacheverell dined was high up at the back
of
> the block, looking down on the revolving glass ball lantern of the
Coliseum
> music hall, where the Russian ballet performed. Osbert sat next to Tom on
one
> side, Sachie on the other:
>
> "Noticing how tired my host looked, I regarded him more closely, and was
> amazed to notice on his cheeks a dusting of green powder -pale but
distinctly
> green, the colour of a forced lily-of-the-valley. I was all the more
amazed
> at this discovery, because any deliberate dramatisation of his appearance
was
> so plainly out of keeping with his character, and with his desire never to
> call attention to himself, that I was hardly willing, any more than if I
had
> seen a ghost, to credit the evidence of my senses."
>
> Osbert was almost ready to disbelieve what he had seen, but he went to tea
> with Virginia Woolf a few days later. 'She asked me, rather pointedly, if
I
> had seen Tom lately, and when I said "Yes" asked me - because she too was
> anxious for someone to confirm or rebut what she thought she had seen
> -whether I had observed the green powder on his face -so there was
> corroboration'
>
> p359
> Illness was not, however, the only cause of Eliot's spiralling costs
during
> that summer. He had begun a relationship with a young man which was also
to
> prove expensive, both to his purse and his temper . In May 1923 he invited
> the 'foreign young gentleman', to whom Vivien referred in an undated
letter
> to Mary, to stay at 2 Milestone Cottages, Old Fishbourne ('During May!J.
came
> to stay .') Ostensibly the young man had come to lend a hand during
Vivien's
> illness, but there is little doubt that he was, in fact, romantically and
> sexually involved with Tom. The youth's name was Jack and he was German,
> recalled Vivien, who recorded the eventful summer in the 'stunning sort of
> instant doggerel' with which, remembered Maurice, she had been accustomed
to
> amuse her family at Anglesey.
>
> p362
> It would appear that Jack had successors. The Ron. Philip Ritchie, eldest
son
> of Lord Ritchie of Dundee, a beautiful and gay young man to whom Lytton
> Strachey was attracted, stayed on occasions at Burleigh Mansions with
Eliot,
> so Frank Morley, a Faber director, admitted to playwright Michael
Hastings;13
> in 1923 Ritchie was an Oxford undergraduate, but he was not the
'squint-eyed
> Oxford youth' noticed by Virginia on 17 December, for Ritchie was a friend
of
> the Woolfs and Roger Fry and would have been recognised. The homosexual
> novelist C. H. B. Kitchin was also reputed to be a guest of 'Captain
> Eliot's', as was Roger Senhouse, the art critic.
>
> p 365
>  Eliot's conscience tormented him. He could not repress the knowledge that
he
> had rejected Vivien within weeks of his marriage to her, and that Vivien's
> affair with Russell, rather than being, in Ronald Schuchard's words, a
> vicious sexual betrayal of Eliot, had in fact been one in which he had
> knowingly colluded in order to further his career, relieve himself of
> conjugal responsibilities, and to gain financial advantage. Nor could
Eliot
> deny the strength of his own homosexual desires, which were leading him
into
> a web of deceit. . . .Writing in the first person, Eliot boldly exhorts
his
> reader to buggery, 'again and again and again'.
> Proclaim to the morning, he cries, that  'a r s e  spells  arse'.
>
>    Eliot's obscene verse testifies to the violence of his feelings, and it
is
> hard to believe that they were never acted upon. But, even if the strength
of
> the poet's will, inhibition, or fear of exposure ensured that his desires
> remained in the realm of sexual fantasy, they affected both his and
Vivien's
> lives powerfully. Eliot's secrets shaped his biography and his poetry. And
> the balance of probability seems to lie with the argument that Eliot, like
> Lytton Strachey and other members of the Bloomsbury Group, had a physical
> relationship with the young men like Jack or Ritchie with whom he
consorted.
> Why should he have felt such a degree of shame and self-loathing had he
not
> sinned -in his own eyes at least? Eliot's grinding sense of his own sexual
> sinfulness overwhelmed him, a legacy of his puritanical upbringing and the
> prejudices of the period in which he lived. It was Vivien's misfortune
that
> not only did her very femininity repel him, simply looking at her reminded
> Eliot of the Russell affair, and of her immorality which he later roundly
> condemned. In his eyes Vivien was the harlot who bewitches, emblematic of
> Eliot's own immorality and sexual betrayal. Vivien now represented for her
> husband his shadow side, the dark anima behind Eliot's urbane exterior of
> which he speaks in The Hollow Men (1925): 'Between the desire And the
spasm.
> ..Between the essence And the descent Falls the Shadow.'
>
> p449
> on 29 November 1939, Eliot confessed to his companion John Hayward that he
> had never loved a woman or enjoyed sexual intercourse with her: 'I never
lay
> with a woman I liked, loved, or even felt any strong physical attraction
to.'
>
> P472
> Eliot grew nervous of blackmail; such was his reputation that the writer
E.
> W. F. Tomlin felt it necessary to state that his friendship with the poet
was
> 'devoid of sexual feeling ...' despite the 'persistent insinuations that
> Eliot, owing to his friendship with Jean Verdenal and perhaps with others,
> was either homosexual or, as one fellow-poet remarked, 'suppressed
> homosexuality'.
>
> p495
> Eventually it was Virginia who indirectly solved Eliot's accommodation
> problem - by reintroducing him to a fellow Hogarth Press author, the
> homosexual novelist C. H. B. Kitchen, who took pity on the poet and
offered
> him 'sanctuary' in his flat in Great Ormond Street. At the end of the year
> Eliot moved in with Clifford, and his two gay flatmates.
>
>    Eliot experienced his time in Great Ormond Street as liberation. It was
an
> all-male establishment: the poet's flatmates were his old friend, novelist
> Clifford Kitchin, Richard Jennings, a gay book collector, and Ken Ritchie,
> later Chairman of the Stock Exchange, who had a policeman lover. It was,
> recalls the novelist Francis King, 'a gay household', in which Eliot felt
> free to venture out in the evenings, wearing 'a bit of slap'. 'Clifford
told
> me how Eliot went out rouged and lipsticked, with eye shadow,' says King.
> 'Clifford was absolutely convinced he was carrying on a gay life then.'
All
> three men liked to bring back 'trade' to the flat; and why, asked
Clifford,
> would Eliot choose to lodge in such a house were he not gay?  However, it
was
> still a period in which discretion was all-important for a man like Eliot,
> who depended on his income from his work, and could not afford the
> aristocratic disdain shown by Osbert Sitwell, who was living openly with
> David Horner. Eliot kept his own counsel, and did not discuss his nightly
> jaunts with Kitchin. But Stephen Spender, who had met Eliot in 1928 and
had
> been published by Faber, was aware that Eliot wore cosmetics; in May 1996
> Spender's widow Natasha confirmed the truth of the Sitwells' stories of
> Eliot's use of 'pale green powder' to Alec Guinness, who played the
> psychiatrist Sir Henry Harcourt-Reilly in The Cocktail Party.
>
> P523
> Eliot wove into 'Little Gidding' the ideals of Ferrar and Herbert which he
> associated with St John of the Cross's detachment from earthly desire,
> arguing for 'love beyond desire', and borrowing, too, the words of Julian
of
> Norwich, one of the fourteenth-century mystics who followed the via
negativa:
> 'Sin is Behovely, but/ All shall be well, and/ All manner of things shall
be
> well.'
>    But was the pull of sensuality banished as completely as Eliot was
> pretending? It seems not. The period immediately after his separation from
> Vivienne was a time in which homosexuality seems to have been at the
> forefront of his mind. Eliot's correspondence with Ezra Pound in 1934 is
full
> of obscene jokes about bestiality, elephants in chastity belts, and
Pound's
> plan to send him an elephant's vagina under the 'snotty nose' of the
postal
> authorities; it was a time in which Tom was open about his sexual prowess
to
> Ezra. 'About COARSENESS I don't want to boast,' he wrote on 3 January
1934,
> so he wouldn't tell Ezra what one sea-captain had said about Eliot to
> another: that apart from old Ike Carver of Mosquito Cove -and 'He was the
man
> who fucked the whole of Marshall's Island in one night, at the age of 70',
so
> it was only fair to except a man like that- Tom was unbeatable in bed. The
> obscene verse he included in this letter dwells, with violent and tedious
> repetition, upon the pleasures of buggery:
>
>   'Grasp hard the bastards by the short hair.
>    Not once, or twice, shalt thou bugger 'em, in our
>    rough island story ,
>    But again and again and again and again, leaving
>    their arseholes all glory.'
>
> Compulsively he continues:
>
>   'And when I say, again and again, I mean repeatedly, I
>    mean continually, I mean in fact many times.'
>
> The orgiastic hero of Eliot's verse, 'Lord of a hundred battles', is proud
of
> his '1000 hard won scars'.
>    Even Pound was shocked by his correspondent's language: 'Dearest Possum
> you pertinacious old whoreHound,' he wrote. 'I aint nebber heeerd sech
> langwitch not even from de deacons in the methikerkiskpiple church. ..Jess
> try to normalfy your vices.' But Eliot felt he could afford to let the
mask
> slip in letters to his old friend, to whom he opened his heart just as he
did
> to John Hayward, whose proud boast to American writer John Brinnin
(Director
> of the New York Poetry Center) in 1950 was that, in Eliot's bedroom
> 'confessional' at 19 Carlyle Mansions, Cheyne Walk, Chelsea, where the two
> men lived together after the war, 'He tells me everything.' Pound, too,
> probably knew 'everything'. 'Dearest Possum,' wrote Ezra on 3 February
1935,
> when an over-worked Eliot was busy helping to edit the New English Weekly,
> whose editor A. R. Orage had died in late 1934, 'Where is your blushing
> Ganymede? Why don't he collab?? [orate].' In all probability this was an
> allusion to George Every. How was Eliot's 'pimp and pansy series' (his
poetry
> list at Faber, which included Auden, Isherwood and Spender), asked Pound:
'I
> commend you for putting all the flowers in one box.'
> In Eliot's letter of 25 June 1934 to John Hayward, he made very plain the
> nature of the attraction priests had for him. His suggestive pen and ink
> sketches of a row of headless male torsos in various stages of undress,
the
> first wearing plus fours, the second shorts, the third underpants, and the
> fourth nude but for a single fig leaf, are labelled figures one, two,
three
> and four, and described accordingly: 'cold, cool, hot, torrid'; the nude
> torso is decorated with exuberant radial lines which, according to Eliot's
> 'key', indicate the 'peculiar emanation or rather effulgence which usually
> accompanied with the odour of violets is accustomed to envelop the limbs
and
> torso of very Holy persons'. The erotic charge which priests held for the
> poet is indisputable.
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