The Canonic Verses

Well, that grand ole literary crank is at it again, this time with the rather mightily-titled "The Best Poems Of The English Language: From Chaucer To Frost." Info on the book at Amazon can be found here. Bloom's a critic always to be taken with a grain of salt, but he's also a critic one ignores at one's own peril. I'll be curious to see what he does with the poems, even if I'm more than sure much of his commentary is as acidic as grapefruit juice.       This blog will not even bother to speculate what Naomi Wolf's reaction to the book will be. ("It touched my thigh when I set it in my lap and now I'm scarred for life.") Okay, I did speculate. Sue me.