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posted by [personal profile] eftychia at 05:24am on 2016-07-17

"It's tempting to say the feedback loop has gotten out of control -- to sneer at minor rock stars and hack writers who've salvaged the poem for parts, yanking their titles from it without bothering to understand it. Achebe and Didion had paid it a kind of reverence, after all, and it's safe to say Kevin Smith has not.

"But why not celebrate the trend instead? Yeats's lines work outside their context because the word pairings are brilliant in and of themselves. 'Blank and pitiless as the sun,' 'stony sleep,' 'vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle' -- they're both jarring and sonorous. Even 'slouching towards,' probably the most overused phrase of them all, retains its ominousness after all this repetition."

-- Nick Tabor, 2015-04-07 in the Paris Review

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