James Laughlin
The Way It Wasn't: From the Files of James Laughlin
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James Laughlin-poet, ladies' man, heir to a steel fortune, and the founder of New Directions-was still at work on his autobiography when he died at 83. He left behind personal files crammed with memories and memorabilia: in M he is taking Marianne Moore to Yankee games (outings captured here in charming snapshots) to discuss arcane mammals, and in N nearly plunging off a mountain, hunting butterflies with Nabokov (Volya was a doll in a very severe upper-crust Russian way).With an accent on humor, The Way It Wasn't is a scrapbook loaded with ephemera-letters and memories, clippings and photographs. This richly illustrated album glitters like a…
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James Laughlin-poet, ladies' man, heir to a steel fortune, and the founder of New Directions-was still at work on his autobiography when he died at 83. He left behind personal files crammed with memories and memorabilia: in M he is taking Marianne Moore to Yankee games (outings captured here in charming snapshots) to discuss arcane mammals, and in N nearly plunging off a mountain, hunting butterflies with Nabokov (Volya was a doll in a very severe upper-crust Russian way).With an accent on humor, The Way It Wasn't is a scrapbook loaded with ephemera-letters and memories, clippings and photographs. This richly illustrated album glitters like a magpie's nest, if a magpie could have known Tennessee Williams, W.C. Williams, Merton, Miller, Stein, and Pound. In C: I wish that nice Jean Cocteau were still around. He took me to lunch at the Grand Véfours in the Palais-Royal and explained all about flying saucers. He understood mechanical things. He would advise me. In P: There was not much 'gracious living' in Pittsburgh, where at one house, the butler passed chewing gum on a silver salver after coffee. And: The world is full of a large number of irritating people. In H there's Lillian Hellman: What a raspy character. When I knocked at her door to try to borrow one of her books (hoping to butter her up) she only opened her door four inches and said words to the effect: 'Fuck off, you rapist.' Marketing in M: I think it's important to get the 'troubadours' into the title. That's a 'buy-me' word. In G: Olga asked Allen Ginsberg if he was also buying Pound Conference T-shirts for his grandchildren. She was most lovable throughout. In L: Wyndham Lewis wrote 'Why don't you stop New Directions, your books are crap.' And we find love in L: Cicero noted that an old love pinches like a crab. But in The Way It Wasn't James Laughlin's love of the crazy world and his crazier authors does not pinch a bit: it glows with wit and enlarges our feeling for the late great twentieth century.
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Weitere Autoren: Epler, Barbara (Hrsg.) / Javitch, Daniel (Hrsg.)
- ISBN: 978-0-8112-1676-0
- EAN: 9780811216760
- Produktnummer: 2503537
- Verlag: New Directions
- Sprache: Englisch
- Erscheinungsjahr: 2006
- Seitenangabe: 342 S.
- Masse: H24.3 cm x B18.4 cm x D4.0 cm 1'361 g
- Gewicht: 1361
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James Laughlin (1914-1997) founded New Directions in 1936 while still a student at Harvard. He wrote and compiled more than a dozen books of poetry as well as stories and essays; seven volumes of his correspondence with his authors are available from W.W. Norton.
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