tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post8830192051162651793..comments2024-03-29T07:54:24.161+00:00Comments on TONE DEAF: Down there in black and whiteRoderick Robinsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16828395545197001637noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post-4287519039652579732013-09-10T06:41:23.081+01:002013-09-10T06:41:23.081+01:00Joe: I trust you wouldn't wish to ape Day in o...Joe: I trust you wouldn't wish to ape Day in other - physiological - ways.<br /><br />I was conscious of your 200-miles away presence as I wrote about him but this wasn't always a help. I was fairly sure that had you been responsible for the choice of poetry that emerged, the poems would have been more venturesome, less familiar. But I had to bear in mind that Jana was a poetic novice. As it happened there was a little serendipity. Having chosen Westminster Bridge I suddenly realised how well it worked with the two Frenchmen who became exposed to it. Perhaps a little too well, a little too pat.Roderick Robinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16828395545197001637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post-84435547808316612292013-09-09T17:09:56.270+01:002013-09-09T17:09:56.270+01:00I immediately identified with Christopher Day. Now...I immediately identified with Christopher Day. Now I know why. Or pehaps I suspected as much when I first encountered him.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06972049290586377462noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post-66442425206671984632013-09-09T06:58:59.268+01:002013-09-09T06:58:59.268+01:00Joe: You have a collection of books I've alway...Joe: You have a collection of books I've always admired. Distributed throughout the house so that most are visible (our books are in different rooms and so one doesn't get the full sweep). To some extent I had your shelving in mind when I described Christopher Day's Bayonne attic in Out Of Arizona. Jana asks him questions and he (in his deliberately anti-book-as-a physical-entity mood) says he doesn't really need them, detached spines glued to the walls would be enough, acting simply as reminders. A moment later, realising he's been just a bit too silly, he makes an exception for the books of poetry. I was looking for outrageous opinion here - to stir up readers who might not have thought deeply about their relationship with books. I'm glad I didn't know about this half-admitted sensuality of yours. I'd have been tempted to use it and it wouldn't have fitted. Rather too indulgent. Not true. But then unadorned truth isn't always useful. Roderick Robinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16828395545197001637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post-4059083856897911352013-09-08T17:46:03.609+01:002013-09-08T17:46:03.609+01:00Some people like the company of books, enjoy takin...Some people like the company of books, enjoy taking one down from the shelf and stroking it before replacing it.But they rarely read books certainly from cover to cover. Montaigne the possessor of a large library was on his own admission a flirt of this sort. I won't pretend to be never compare myself with the great essayist.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06972049290586377462noreply@blogger.com