Nothing but plebs all the way down

[Anonymous No.14289335]

>Charles McCarry dies in February
>Not a single thread
>Clive James dies on November 24th
>No thread

If this happened twice five or ten years ago, I could post "POST 'IM A COCK MONGLING FAGGOT IF YOU JUST NOW FOUND OUT FROM HERE THAT CLIVE JAMES DIED'" and the thread would fill up with IM A COCK MONGLING FAGGOT IF YOU JUST NOW FOUND OUT FROM HERE THAT CLIVE JAMES DIED because they would actually have been ashamed of themselves.

Except it could never have happened in the epoch of Not Bill Murray or Irish Poet Bro, because back then the board was not actually entirely cock mongling faggots.

You break the rule, c/lit/. You actually suck now.

[Anonymous No.14289376]

Meme faggot Harold Bloom dies and there's a fucking sticky to the soundtrack of gnashing teeth and plagues of locusts.

Slowly I grew to hate you s/lit/

[Anonymous No.14289386]

They know not what they know not, Clive.


The Book of my Enemy Has Been Remaindered

The book of my enemy has been remaindered
And I am pleased.
In vast quantities it has been remaindered
Like a van-load of counterfeit that has been seized
And sits in piles in a police warehouse,
My enemy’s much-prized effort sits in piles
In the kind of bookshop where remaindering occurs.
Great, square stacks of rejected books and, between them, aisles
One passes down reflecting on life’s vanities,
Pausing to remember all those thoughtful reviews
Lavished to no avail upon one’s enemy’s book –
For behold, here is that book
Among these ranks and banks of duds,
These ponderous and seeminly irreducible cairns
Of complete stiffs.

The book of my enemy has been remaindered
And I rejoice.
It has gone with bowed head like a defeated legion
Beneath the yoke.
What avail him now his awards and prizes,
The praise expended upon his meticulous technique,
His individual new voice?
Knocked into the middle of next week
His brainchild now consorts with the bad buys
The sinker, clinkers, dogs and dregs,
The Edsels of the world of moveable type,
The bummers that no amount of hype could shift,
The unbudgeable turkeys.

Yea, his slim volume with its understated wrapper
Bathes in the blare of the brightly jacketed Hitler’s War Machine,
His unmistakably individual new voice
Shares the same scrapyart with a forlorn skyscraper
Of The Kung-Fu Cookbook,
His honesty, proclaimed by himself and believed by others,
His renowned abhorrence of all posturing and pretense,
Is there with Pertwee’s Promenades and Pierrots –
One Hundred Years of Seaside Entertainment,
And (oh, this above all) his sensibility,
His sensibility and its hair-like filaments,
His delicate, quivering sensibility is now as one
With Barbara Windsor’s Book of Boobs,
A volume graced by the descriptive rubric
“My boobs will give everyone hours of fun.”

Soon now a book of mine could be remaindered also,
Though not to the monumental extent
In which the chastisement of remaindering has been meted out
To the book of my enemy,
Since in the case of my own book it will be due
To a miscalculated print run, a marketing error –
Nothing to do with merit.
But just supposing that such an event should hold
Some slight element of sadness, it will be offset
By the memory of this sweet moment.
Chill the champagne and polish the crystal goblets!
The book of my enemy has been remaindered
And I am glad.

– Clive James

[Anonymous No.14289417]

Even just two years ago this shit drain managed to notice John Ashbery died on the same day and made a decently respectful thread.

[Anonymous No.14289473]

>>14289335
These people are never talked about here?

Is Charles McCarry good like John le Carre?

[Anonymous No.14289492]

The woolf to schizo posters joyce

[Anonymous No.14289568]

>>14289386
post another poem of his, or a few more

[Anonymous No.14289598]

>>14289568
>>14289335
based OP
was kicking myself that i missed out on the sticky but now i find out that there was no sticky.
found an old copy of from the land of shadows a while back and still to this day 8 can get a chuckle out of his review of princess daisy.