"That's me."
Andrew Sullivan‘s “The Dish” picked up one of our posts over at the Daily Beast. Not that we noticed. We were in Paris at the time – but a friend tipped us off today.
It’s not the first time we’ve rubbed elbows. He kindly picked up our “Orwell Watch” gripe on the much-abused phrase, “I take responsibility for…” And we wrote about one of his posts about the ideas of René Girard over here.
In the February 5 post, he quotes Czesław Miłosz‘s poem, “At a Certain Age.” Here’s the unfortunate part, though: He left off the punchline(s).
Oh well. As he pointed out, you can read the whole poem here.
And read the post he mentions, “The Final Dwarf of You,” where (as he puts it), I “examine” old age. As well as Wallace Stevens and T.S. Eliot. It’s here.
(Doesn’t really need to be “examined” … rather it something to be endured. If one is lucky.)
Tags: Andrew Sullivan, Czeslaw Milosz, T.S. Eliot, Wallace Stevens