tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31875695.post2841900404639381523..comments2024-02-07T21:24:37.121-08:00Comments on Blogtrotter: Banville on Beckett's early lettersJohn L. Murphy / "FionnchĂș"http://www.blogger.com/profile/16616876266772470719noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31875695.post-60579680508067511752009-05-13T16:32:00.000-07:002009-05-13T16:32:00.000-07:00John
I have Cronin's and Knowlson's respective bio...John<br />I have Cronin's and Knowlson's respective biographies of Beckett sitting side by side on my bookshelf - Cronin's read, the other with a turned-down page-corner mark at 54 never really started. Not sure why. Cronin absorbed me as does Beckett himself. Another of his biographers was Deirdre Bair, who also took on Jung as a subject after gaining his confidence. I can't work out the, relative, popular appeal of Beckett. How dare other people like him. There is a small, constant pile of books beside my study chair, and among them is a collection of Beckett 'shorts' which to my mind contains his best work - even more so than the stage plays and even the 'trilogy' It includes one of my favourite poems - translated from French:<br /><br />'I Would like my love to die/<br />and the rain to be raining on the graveyard/<br />and on me walking the streets/<br />mourning her who thought she loved me'<br /><br />There is an entire novel in those four lines.Tony Bailiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17747493009715601398noreply@blogger.com