Friday, October 13, 1995

Harold Bloom; Yale's Bad Boy of English Literature, 1995

I wrote this Poem about Harold Bloom, the 'bad boy of English literature' at Yale.  I wrote it for Nancy Spector's birthday in January with a copy of Bloom's newest book 

But then I modified it for Adam Preskill too and gave him the same book when he went to Harvard to be an English Literature major, and I gave him a copy of that book as well. 

Thus a rare recycle of this poem!
But how much can you say about Harold Bloom?

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For Nancy, on her birthday, January 6, 1995:

Love him or hate him? Give him hell? Give him room?
He's notable, quotable, Yale's Harold Bloom.
Attention, instructors, curriculum plannin',
Ignore, at your peril, the roar of his Canon!

Who's "in" as the century comes to an end?
Who's "out" of the reading lists teachers defend?
Helena has gained a year of maturity,
Half a century of progress, and more in futurity,

Discernment and taste now control her selection;
May she be ever Blooming, in total perfection!
A stand-in for posies in winter's dark gloom,

Is this birthday bouquet of the flowering of Bloom!


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Adam's with changed lines for June 10, 1995 were --

Love him or hate him? Give him hell? Give him room?
He's notable, quotable, Yale's Harold Bloom.
Attention all students, a term paper plannin'
Ignore, at your peril, the roar of his Canon!

Who's "in" as the century comes to an end?
Who's "out" of the reading lists teachers defend?
Fair Harvard awaits you as you reach maturity,
Milestones reached glowingly, more in futurity.

And as you advance in your upward direction,
May you be ever Blooming, in total perfection.
Instead of some posies to clutter your room,
Here's your laureate bouquet of the flowering of Bloom

I'll be thinking of you June 1!!!
Congratulations and lots of love!