Convenient but not answer.
Let these words answer
For what is done, not to be done again
May the judgement not be too heavy upon us
Pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death
Pray for us now and at the hour of our death.
— TS Eliot, ‘Ash-Wednesday’
Yes, less biography, more poetry.
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Eliot was a great poet, partly because he experienced depths of many kinds. He was not a great man.
I have not been at all surprised by the letters. We all already knew how he abandoned her; this is the same attitude.
Geoffrey Faber called him Jekyll and Hyde. There was always a reason. But I have also always seen his work and life as divided. I hope this will end any idealizing of the man.
Well, one should be wary of throwing away the baby with the bath water.
That’s it I’m throwing out my copy of Byron
Pretending that the misogyny that led Eliot and Lowell and Hughes
to diminish and erase the women in their lives can be distilled away from their poetry assures the endurance of misogyny in the verse of the future. Bad men, abusive men, selfish men, it must be admitted, cannot be great poets, deserving of reward and reverence,
their sins washed away by rhyme and unreason.