Not even close to Pynchon; BUT is Harold Bloom. Misc.

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Bloom resented the resentment because he was a pure poet; a
Romantic-Jewish-Gnostic light flamed from his flared nostrils; he was
a dragon who guarded the philosopher's stone.

On Fri, Apr 24, 2020 at 5:09 AM Mark Kohut <mark.kohut at gmail.com> wrote:
>
> has anyone ever read Dan Simmons? All those books, in the déclassé
> genres, horror, sci-fi. I have wanted to since someone I respected wrote
> about him as the neglected chronicler, sea-changed, of our violent era.
>
> But I never have read him and can't see that I will now. Except a very
> little.
> The free books shelves in my town had a copy of Olympos by him on it.
> A sequel to Ilium, and therefore Iliad Trojan War-related. So, those themes.
>
> Reading just a couple pages, which are Helen of Troy reflecting on her
> nine-days
> dead husband Paris, after her current lover Hockenberry leaves her bed
> feeling shameful again,
> all set within a world where the enemy now uses bombs to try to penetrate
> the force shield and
> ..."Helen catches a glimpse of that retreating chariot --a brief gleaming
> as bright as the morning star,
> pursued now by the exhaust trails from the Greek rockets."
>
> Wait until my next 'across the sky' post, it's everywhere.
>
> And this line: "Helen of Troy does not give a fig about machines".
>
> But I have sent this for this: the dedication. Which is "This novel is for
> Harold Bloom, who---in his refusal
> to collaborate in this Age of Resentment--has given me great pleasure."
>
> Opinions welcome.
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