An obscure chap called George Every has just died
in his 94th year. I know nothing about him except through
an obituary which appears in today's London Times.
He seems to have been held in the highest esteem by
a number of heavyweights, among them - T.S. Eliot.
The obituarist thought it worthwhile to include a letter
of Eliot's to Every around the mid-30s when, as an editor
for Faber, he first encountered the man's work.
'... There is a chance you are a poet & that is saying
a good deal. I mean that if you are a poet, you are
too good a poet to be dealt with from a publisher's
point of view. It is not a question of a volume to be
ready by 1937, etc. It is a question of your being good
enough to be discouraged; I mean of your being encouraged
to go on writing & not care about publication, or about
anything that may happen to what you write, while you are
alive. I don't believe that a good poet can be killed
by not being published or by being published & badly
reviewed. I think that if you are a good poet you will
know when you have finally done something that hasn't
been done before & it won't matter a fig to you whether
you are poublished in the Criterion, or in a book. If you are
a good poet you are good enough to be neglected ...'
A word of consolation to all you as-yet-unpublished.
(And a reminder from that other one, from Ezra, to:
'Make it new'.)
Scottie B.
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