“I would give all I
possess to get out of myself; but somehow, at the end, I find myself so vastly
more interesting than nine tenths of the people I meet.”―Roderick Hudson
You can never quite land on Henry James except with the feet of a bird,
And the vast contextualization of sentences qualifies even a word.
Ironic detachment is so complete it is understood rather than heard,
And when he does come to earth it's so touching, its slightness seems somehow absurd.
James
Aims
At the pretty disguises of need
But he takes forever to read.
Henry James,
Henry James,
American good just ain’t the same’s
Europe’s beauty,
So at odds with doing one’s duty.
In the end, as it were,
You do prefer
Goodness,
Not indeed for its vulgar shouldness,
Dreary onus of the dutiful,
But because it’s beautiful.
And the vast contextualization of sentences qualifies even a word.
Ironic detachment is so complete it is understood rather than heard,
And when he does come to earth it's so touching, its slightness seems somehow absurd.
James
Aims
At the pretty disguises of need
But he takes forever to read.
Henry James,
Henry James,
American good just ain’t the same’s
Europe’s beauty,
So at odds with doing one’s duty.
In the end, as it were,
You do prefer
Goodness,
Not indeed for its vulgar shouldness,
Dreary onus of the dutiful,
But because it’s beautiful.
Robert MacLean is a bad poet and an independent filmmaker. His The Light Touch is on Amazon Prime, Tubi and Scanbox, and his 7-minute comedy is an out-loud laugh. He is also a screamingly funny novelist, a playwright, a blogger, a YouTuber, a reviewer of films, a literary critic, and a stand-up comic poet. Born Toronto, PhD McGill, taught at Canadian universities, too cold, live Greece, Irish citizen. Committed to making movies that don't matter. No brains, but an intellectual snob.
SOME VIDEOS:
Boccaccio’s "The Husband"
Boccaccio's "The Horse Trade"
Boccaccio's "The Stupid Friar"
Chaucer’s "The Miller's Tale"
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