tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4909166734000323323.post6844660878041991964..comments2022-01-21T18:03:18.183-08:00Comments on THE CHAGALL POSITION: “Simpering at the Interstices of Envy”Edmond Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02651618912907453630noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4909166734000323323.post-62678795628070928932008-11-24T15:54:00.000-08:002008-11-24T15:54:00.000-08:00"Our bloom is gone. We are the fruit thereof." ..."Our bloom is gone. We are the fruit thereof."<BR/><BR/> -- Wallace Stevens, "Le <BR/> Monocle de Mon Oncle"Edmond Caldwellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02651618912907453630noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4909166734000323323.post-70290876651917168322008-11-19T17:07:00.000-08:002008-11-19T17:07:00.000-08:00My own half-worked-out thought is that Stein may h...My own half-worked-out thought is that Stein may have opened up as much fresh territory as Joyce, but that maybe she didn't fulfill, on her own, all the promise therein. Thus there remained work for others to do. <BR/><BR/>Joyce maybe brought all of his own innovations to fruition. He left no room in the field for any descendents. Like Shakespeare, he is simply a monument.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4909166734000323323.post-71998219637897729392008-11-19T14:39:00.000-08:002008-11-19T14:39:00.000-08:00"Stein is overtly playing with the loaded sta..."Stein is overtly playing with the loaded status of all autobiographical fiction, getting mileage out of the real world without ever letting us forget that what we're reading is a made thing, not to be considered true in any conventional sense."<BR/><BR/>This is pretty much what Hobhouse says in Stein's defense in the biography (altho' you put it better), and what made me wonder if the pamphlet might really have been a sort of cat's paw in a Joyce-Stein contest. <BR/><BR/>But then I was wondering (in spite of what is more or less my partisanship for the Joyce side) if maybe Stein had the last laugh. If you look at UbuWeb, at least, conceptual-art approaches to poetry & prose are still going strong; maybe it's Joyce's aesthetic that's played out . . . (Not that I've fully thought this through, and there's also the question of "which Joyce aesthetic").Edmond Caldwellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02651618912907453630noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4909166734000323323.post-71839591029999477872008-11-19T14:09:00.000-08:002008-11-19T14:09:00.000-08:00Strange, I happen to be reading Autobiography at t...Strange, I happen to be reading Autobiography at the moment. Interesting post. Interesting to me that, given that Stein is overtly playing with the loaded status of all autobiographical fiction, getting mileage out of the real world without ever letting us forget that what we're reading is a made thing, not to be considered true in any conventional sense--interesting that very sophisticated people were nevertheless drawn in by the power of the book's truth-claims. The pamphlet's existence sounds like a closing chapter in the conceptual art project that was the Stein-Toklas household.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com