This issue of Poetry isn't as well stocked as some from late last year that I haven't gotten around to posting on, but I'm trying to get back on track before backtracking, so, here goes:
My favorite piece is Frances Gregg's poem to H.D.:
Gregg and H.D. were lovers a few years (+100) ago, and I find this poem very sweet in its description of the effect that H.D. poems can have on people.
Quick Notes:
Remy de Gourmont writes about French authors and the war, translated by Richard Aldington.
Alice Corbin Henderson writes scathing criticism of university professors who do not read modern poetry. This is very delightful. She discusses a reading by Vachel Lindsay held at Princeton as a very unusual phenomenon. Page 175, if you are interested in how poetry was institutionalized circa 1915.
There's a kind of measured assassination of German modern poetry, too. I won't go into it here.
Harriet Monroe's own book is reviewed and advertised. The review wonders why she isn't more modern in her own work. See also Richard Aldington's review of the same book in one of last month's Egoists
Lastly, Madison Cawein's death is mourned. You may remember him for his semi-prophetic "Waste Land," covered in a post above.
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