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Yes, a very precocious lad. I did actually make an attempt to find out when
it was written, and all I have come up with so far is it was earlier than
1997.


On Thu, Dec 10, 2015 at 3:57 PM, Sam Brylawski <[log in to unmask]>
wrote:

> Lovely! To clarify, Bidart was born in 1939. This obviously was written
> then.
>
> Sam
>
> On Thu, Dec 10, 2015 at 11:09 AM, Rebecca Forste <[log in to unmask]>
> wrote:
>
> >  For the Twentieth Century
> > Frank Bidart, 1939
> >
> > Bound, hungry to pluck again from the thousand
> > technologies of ecstasy
> >
> > boundlessness, the world that at a drop of water
> > rises without boundaries,
> >
> > I push the PLAY button:--
> > *. . .Callas, Laurel & Hardy, Szigeti
> >
> > you are alive again,--*
> >
> > the slow movement of K.218
> > once again no longer
> >
> > bland, merely pretty, nearly
> > banal, as it is
> >
> > in all but Szigeti’s hands
> >
> >              *
> >
> > Therefore you and I and Mozart
> > must thank the Twentieth Century, for
> >
> > it made you pattern, form
> > whose infinite
> >
> > repeatability within matter
> > defies matter--
> > *Malibran. Henry Irving. The young
> > Joachim*. They are lost, a mountain of
> >
> >
> > newspaper clippings, become words
> > not their own words. The art of the performer.
> >
>