<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post113741089204505630..comments</id><updated>2011-07-13T16:13:18.645-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on Silliman&#39;s Blog: </title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/feeds/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/113741089204505630/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2006/01/when-poet-dies-early-in-his-or-her.html'/><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2006/01/when-poet-dies-early-in-his-or-her.html?showComment=1137518220000#c113751825360394300' title=''/><author><name>phaneronoemikon</name><uri>https://www.blogger.com/profile/08430230355065457354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2006/01/when-poet-dies-early-in-his-or-her.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-113741089204505630' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/posts/default/113741089204505630' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.itemClass" value="pid-1411460047"/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.displayTime" value="January 17, 2006"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-113748213338972270</id><published>2006-01-17T02:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T02:15:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It&#39;s interesting to note thatFranklin and Penelope...</title><summary type='text'>It&#39;s interesting to note that&lt;BR/&gt;Franklin and Penelope Rosemont&lt;BR/&gt;claim Greenberg&#39;s work, though they place &lt;BR/&gt;him in a continuum w/ T-Bone Slim&#39;s&lt;BR/&gt;wild wordplay in the old IWW press,&lt;BR/&gt;Simon Rodia&#39;s Watts Towers, the paintings  &lt;BR/&gt;of Horace Pippin and Lee Godie, the drawings of Bill Traylor and Joseph Yoakum, the sculpture of Mr. Imagination, and the entire splendid tradition of Jazz</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/113741089204505630/comments/default/113748213338972270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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value="January 17, 2006"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-113746787616030003</id><published>2006-01-16T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T22:17:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I nuts, or do these two quotations seem a littl...</title><summary type='text'>Am I nuts, or do these two quotations seem a little like the David Schubert things Ron discussed a few weeks ago?&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Ref.: Ashbery&#39;s reconstuction of tradition built around the &quot;true&quot; avant-garde (i.e., the unsung neglected).  &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;It&#39;s the revisionist&#39;s history of the truly neglected--The Fourth Wave!!!!!!!! &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Maybe we&#39;ve all got a shot at immortality yet!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/113741089204505630/comments/default/113746787616030003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/113741089204505630/comments/default/113746787616030003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2006/01/when-poet-dies-early-in-his-or-her.html?showComment=1137467820000#c113746787616030003' title=''/><author><name>Curtis Faville</name><uri>https://www.blogger.com/profile/01813159652010352331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2006/01/when-poet-dies-early-in-his-or-her.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-113741089204505630' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/posts/default/113741089204505630' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.itemClass" value="pid-1749964855"/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.displayTime" value="January 16, 2006"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-113744631735579699</id><published>2006-01-16T16:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T16:18:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That &quot;Emblems of Conduct&quot; was magpied out of Green...</title><summary type='text'>That &quot;Emblems of Conduct&quot; was magpied out of Greenberg is indisputable; Crane&#39;s silence on the source of the poem can be cut to suit just about any critical runway. At 20-something, both sound drunk on Marlowe and Webster; leaving differences in talent and ambition aside, Crane had a few more years to tidy up his nest. And did, to effects not readily discernible in Greenberg&#39;s remnants. Which is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/113741089204505630/comments/default/113744631735579699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/113741089204505630/comments/default/113744631735579699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2006/01/when-poet-dies-early-in-his-or-her.html?showComment=1137446280000#c113744631735579699' title=''/><author><name>Kirk Johnson</name><uri>https://www.blogger.com/profile/05529898733002317995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2006/01/when-poet-dies-early-in-his-or-her.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-113741089204505630' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/posts/default/113741089204505630' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.itemClass" value="pid-895736745"/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.displayTime" value="January 16, 2006"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-113742362835503498</id><published>2006-01-16T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T10:00:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The pieces you post of him certainly rival contemp...</title><summary type='text'>The pieces you post of him certainly rival contemporary work of Pound, which he later abandoned.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/113741089204505630/comments/default/113742362835503498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/113741089204505630/comments/default/113742362835503498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2006/01/when-poet-dies-early-in-his-or-her.html?showComment=1137423600000#c113742362835503498' title=''/><author><name>Justin Evans</name><uri>https://www.blogger.com/profile/12161484350184865575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2006/01/when-poet-dies-early-in-his-or-her.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-113741089204505630' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/posts/default/113741089204505630' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.itemClass" value="pid-1408752233"/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.displayTime" value="January 16, 2006"/></entry></feed>