Separate Drinking Fountains at Orono for Dwarf Poets

Sometime in December, 2006, Ron Silliman wrote on his blog,
and with considerable vehemence, that Robert Penn Warren
was (along with four other dead and widely venerated poets) a “dwarf.”
Bad enough, a few months before, when Ron had compared heroic
Language writers and their acolytes to the Civil Rights Marchers,
and the evil School of Quietude poets to the Ku Klux Klan…
O, the impropriety and bad taste, now, it is clearly getting out of hand:
I'd say it's time to have a commando cell of the Small-People Panthers
hide Ron in a root cellar for twenty years, with nothing to read
but a tattered copy of Understanding Poetry. And with the exhumed,
mummified corpse of the tall and lanky Robert Penn Warren bound,
without quarter, to his avant, Manichean back…

 

 

 

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