I read Hugh Kenner’s essay. It is the sort of clear thinking and necessary literary criticism which shows one how crude and clumsy all one’s thinking is and like deserved humiliation serves to rinse out the mind and focus it. At least it is the sort of thing to remind one that there has been in this world clarity and subtlety and insight.
Do not be put off by the use of the term ‘desiderated’ which strikes one as a prancing around the concept like some finicky horse. Perhaps it is the way a chap who thinks that way must be, or just a flaw.
