tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21723978.post8465698491251745267..comments2023-04-17T03:56:33.698-04:00Comments on Novel Eye: That kind of a dayAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07199981339240227463noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21723978.post-38445968308843492302007-07-10T08:49:00.000-04:002007-07-10T08:49:00.000-04:00Now that's funny. Think how different the face of...Now that's funny. Think how different the face of poetry might have been if Eliot had not been so desperate to get married when he met Viv.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07199981339240227463noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21723978.post-37554628473786334852007-07-10T01:34:00.000-04:002007-07-10T01:34:00.000-04:00Eliot and Cummings were both interested in the sam...Eliot and Cummings were both interested in the same woman during their time at Harvard. Both wrote her poems. <BR/><BR/>Cummings got the girl. <BR/><BR/>}:DAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04624271114891098929noreply@blogger.com