“Will you walk into my parlour?”

The Rolling Stones released “The Spider and the Fly” fifty years ago July like “Like a Rolling Stone” but ten days later and with less of a bang but for being the B-side of “(I Can’t Get No) Satisfaction” in Britain tho tied by a thread — “Sittin’ thinkin’ sinkin’ drinkin’” — “drinkin’, thinkin’ that they got it made”  — the ancient form of weaving, a bawdy parlour song, “’Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy,” that superficially strings-in, title and plot, from a previous more virtuous verse.

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The Collected Poems of John Crowe Ransom In Print

 “so many lyrics that one wants to read over and over”   

— Robert Lowell

So many? But there exists a greater yield than was preserved by Ransom himself. For the poet, in a fierce act of purgation, force-slimmed his poems to 68 pages. Selected with a vengeance. Presented here now is the first-ever complete edition of the poems of John Crowe Ransom, restoring to the world – in the name not of mercy but of justice – a great many poems that he himself had once (and quite rightly) judged perfectly worthy of publication, poems that, joining now his select poems, will enjoy a renaissance.

 

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Un-Gyve Press to Publish The Collected John Crowe Ransom

Un-Gyve Press to Publish The Collected John Crowe Ransom

Of the tread of the dark wood mold and turfy rye,

Rich smell of horse in his nostril, wind in his eye,

                                                                       – from In Air, John Crowe Ransom

Edited by Ben Mazer, the first-ever complete edition of the poems of John Crowe Ransom, restoring to the world – in the name not of mercy but of justice – a great many poems that he himself had once (and quite rightly) judged perfectly worthy of publication, poems that, joining now his select poems, will enjoy a renaissance.

 

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