Saturday, January 19, 2008

New York Times Delivers!

at least for me. Go here to read Dan Chiasson's (full-page) review of The Poem of a Life in this coming Sunday's New York Times Book Review. The money phrase: "The Poem of a Life, Mark Scroggins’s terrific new biography."

"Terrific." I like that adjective...

20 comments:

  1. Anonymous8:34 AM

    Mark,

    Yeah, I read it yesterday. Very nice, I thought, though Chiasson spent way too much set-up time/space I thought. Still, that should give a little sales boost (hopefully) to the biography...

    Tyrone

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  2. Just linked to it over at the Big Jewish Blog as well, Mark. Congratulations! And a good sales job, I think, spinning Zuk as a "personal" poet. That'll draw more readers than Kenner's "hermetic" tag, certes--

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  3. Isn't this HUGE ? I mean getting this review at all, in the times, in this day and age, for poetry, wait! poetry crit/lit/biog!

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  4. Anonymous10:47 AM

    That is fabulous.

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  5. Mark!

    This really IS huge. What a sweet validation of all the work you put into this project. And if the experience of Flood regarding a NYTBR review is any indication, you can expect sales of the biography to quadruple, at a minimum. (A week after Michael O'Brien's book was featured in David Orr's essay in the Book Review, it had sold out...)

    Congrats!
    Peter

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  6. Mark--Just want to add my hearty congrats. From what I've read so far the bio is wonderful. It amply deserves the wider readership this review is likely to help it secure...

    best,
    steve

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  7. Congratulations, Mark! That is a wonderful review!

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  8. Fantastic news. Congratulations, Mark.

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  9. Anonymous9:51 PM

    A wonderful review??? The chump said nothing about the author photo on the back flap! What was he reading? All seriousness aside, I do wish the reviewer would have reviewed the book you wrote rather than give a plot summary of LZ's life. But that's what they do, and the pub is what really matters here, so cheers to you, Mark, and here's to many more good notices to come for an excellent book -- a pleasure to read.

    Paul Naylor

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  10. From behind my giant pile of empty Nyquil bottles and crumpled kleenex, I raise a feeble, congested cheer.

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  11. Hey, Mark!

    I expected as much.

    Did London chime in yet?

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  12. I thought of these lines shortly after but wasn't near a puter..

    "Cricket-song--
    what's in The Times--
    your name!
    Fame
    here

    on my doorstep"


    ---Lorine Niedecker

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  13. Congrats, Mark! A "terrific" review of a "terrific" book.

    Cheers,

    Don

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  14. very nice! very nice !!

    I went to my local Border's

    the poetry 'mavin' there is ordering 3 copies to put on their shelves


    and, in spite of it all, Lorine maintained a sense of humor

    this was some terrific group of people just look at your index..


    Ciao, Ed

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  15. Mark,

    Let me add my voice to the chorus. A big mazel tov to you. And there was old Geoffrey Hill frowning on the cover too!

    Love,

    N.

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  16. Anonymous5:29 PM

    'a bizarre translation' . . . 'a treatise on Shakespeare' . . but can we forgive the reviewer leaving out--

    John to John-John to Johnson

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  17. dear anne-non-a-must,

    I certainly use polyglot and phoneme differently than
    say either
    John Milton or William Shakespeare

    Reznikof, Zukofsky,etc used to come to the HOA (frequently) and read ..to the orphans living there... Yiddish Shakespeare is and was O.K. especially after the Holocaust!

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  18. Well done sir! Many congratulations.

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  19. check out the email that I just sent to you
    re: Paul Zukofsky

    my friend, Rabbi Joel (Braude) clued Paul about the review...
    and called me (twice) from Manila to get some "facts"
    about mutual friends..

    Ed

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