I'm grateful to Dickinson for staying home and for avoiding publication and the tidying-up of her work to fit the times. How terrible it would have been to have had the sharp edges ground down. How terrible to have a Mrs. Emily Dickinson Somebody who died in childbirth and never reached the ecstatic heights of later years.
When I woke up this morning, I read John Simon's post on rhyme, which I recommend to anyone interested in the subject. He left out the crazy freedom of rhyme, though, and I find that people generally do leave out rhyme as way to freedom. Following rhyme is like swinging out on a trapeze bar with the choice of innumerable other flying trapezes to grab--at its best, the chosen one will sail the poet away into new thoughts and new places never dreamed in free or blank verse philosophies.
The last steps before sending out a manuscript are the easiest and the hardest. The writer already feels done with the book after grinding through it many times, and so it's hard to push through one more time to check for errors introduced in revision and small, overlooked problems. No book has ever matched the fire in the head (though I suppose a downright narcissist might believe in that burning achievement), so a final read is inevitably a mixture of pleasure and pain.
I am afraid that I am not very good at keeping up with the time-consuming grooming that a Persian requires. Eventually, if not shaved, she would become a felted hat on peg legs. She was a gift, and I had no idea that Persians needed to be combed for ages daily and also frequently bathed.
ReplyDeleteShe used to have a royal name, but she proved to have very bad, low, common habits. That may be simply because she cannot remember her way around the house. I am not sure.
Morning smiles, thanks to these short short tales, though feeling sorry for Puffcat. Hope the snow melts fast.
ReplyDeleteIt seems we will have ten days of cold with a bit of warmth in the middle. Poor Puffcat!
Deletethe series of mysteries by frances and richard lockridge feature two siamese named "Stilts" and "Shadow". they occasionally assist in the solution of crimes; and commonly carry on like a pair of ocelots. they've been known to eat manuscripts, so...WATCH OUT!
ReplyDeleteThey sound like a fun pair! I used to have a Burmese that is still my Cat of Cats. Not sure anybody could ever love me more than that cat!
DeleteThe Puffcat would never eat a manuscript, but Theodora has been known to eat poetry and fiction and children's homework. She particularly likes to eat the corners off the pages but she has been known to shred whole pages.
And now I know two more Mudpuddle facts. Mudpuddle must like mysteries and probably cats as well.
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