tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21999805.post5380730464949643117..comments2024-03-28T16:48:23.212-05:00Comments on Anecdotal Evidence: `It Is an Internal Assent'Patrick Kurphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08436175583386298032noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21999805.post-13150980198888443832015-02-15T12:11:55.241-06:002015-02-15T12:11:55.241-06:00Thank you Mr Kurp for this. I marvel at your rate ...Thank you Mr Kurp for this. I marvel at your rate of output. Fascinating to listen to Larkin's reading and to observe how conversational his reading is. He obeys the sense scrupulously, never emphasising the rhyme to the extent that one could be unaware of it at first. As he proceeds its effect gathers. I love "accoutred, frowsty barn". Finally, the poem dramatises the tension between our need for significance and the vacuum of formalised significance that now prevails. As much as any other Larkin was disabled by this. The poem is almost a cry for help. For him all that is left of past consolations is the presence of death.Subbuteohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11263202102536057266noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21999805.post-73160386189367799592015-02-15T05:45:07.878-06:002015-02-15T05:45:07.878-06:00By the by - whenever I post a comment on your blog...By the by - whenever I post a comment on your blog it always asks me to reassure you that "I'm not a robot". Please be assured that in no way could I be construed as such and would be considerably nettled to be considered so.Subbuteohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11263202102536057266noreply@blogger.com