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Good eye! Good eye! Eugene.
Poetry has a million faces.
Cheers to them all !!!

CR

On Friday, June 17, 2016, [log in to unmask] <
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> CR,
>
> On the baseball fields here, during the summer months, one constantly
> hears the amateur coaches exclaiming "Good eye!  Good eye!" as each young
> batter stands frozen in the batter's box:  words of encouragement lest the
> poor child think less of himself because he or she cannot successfully
> swing a bat.  Do you think the children and the childish poets,
> little-league baseball and poetry too, might be better off if their
> teachers and coaches instead honestly suggested to those in their care that
> energies might be better expended on other pursuits?
>
> Sent from my iPhone
>
> On Jun 17, 2016, at 10:34 AM, Chanan Mittal <[log in to unmask]
> <javascript:_e(%7B%7D,'cvml',[log in to unmask]);>> wrote:
>
> Altogether very resonant of Eliot's poetry, its themes and images.
>
> CR
>
> On Thursday, June 16, 2016, Chanan Mittal <[log in to unmask]
> <javascript:_e(%7B%7D,'cvml',[log in to unmask]);>> wrote:
>
>> Written in the postwar '40s, Conrad's "Summer" seems to have been
>> prompted by Eliot's "Little Gidding."
>>
>>      "Where is the summer, the unimaginable
>>       Zero summer?"
>>
>> CR
>>
>> On Thursday, June 16, 2016, Chanan Mittal <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>>
>>> Just came upon this poem by Conrad Aiken. Well, he writes as well as his
>>> renowned friend, the great Eliot did. Wonder why he remained a lesser poet.
>>> Or at least less well known.
>>>
>>> "Summer" by Conrad Aiken
>>>
>>> http://charlesmatthews.blogspot.com/2010/03/poem-of-day-conrad-aiken.html
>>>
>>> CR
>>>
>>