One should think nothing of reading the 40 pages of Sir Philip Sidneys The Defense of Poesy except that there be below each of these pages what seems to be an equal amount of footnotes. There is, in addition, the vast distance between his arguments and my modern English and lack of reference. Thus, the footnotes. And there are (1) apparently just under 100 pages to David Foster Wallaces essay A Supposedly Fun Thing Ill Never Do Again, but there are an equal number of pages of footnotes (2) (3). Im not complaining; not really. The hours (and, oh, so many hours!) I devoted to these works today were full of delight and awe and outright laughter (Wallace observes the world in such humorous [and humongous] detail). Im pretty sure in the history of my education I have not devoted so much time to it as I have this semester. One wonders what I might have accomplished had I devoted this much time when I started college in 1991, but one doesnt wonder for long, because I want to finish the final ten pages of The Defense of Poesy (does that title also make you want to run around naked with flowers in your hair?) before I go to sleep. (1) According to the Kindle version of this book. (2) ! (3) Though to be honest most of them are short and one of them is simply !.
Posted on: Mon, 21 Oct 2013 05:23:53 +0000
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