...if sometimes we are bogged down in lines full of “corybulous”, “hypogeum”, “plangent”, “irrefragably”, “glozening”, “tellurian”, “conclamant”, sometimes we are caught up in the soaring rapture of something unprecedented, absolutely individual.
Randall Jarrell Carolinian
Source
of Hart Crane’s The Bridge, “Fifty Years of American Poetry”, p. 324
- work
- The Third Book of Criticism (1969)
- year
- 1969
- locator
- p. 324
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