Stanley Moss
I was thinking back to when Stanley Moss visited SLU, and reevaluating his presence. I wonder what exactly he was trying to do. I went to his reading, and that will now be forever colored by our class. Still, I have notes that I took during his reading, and I enjoyed it a lot. He might have been acting in either situation, but at the reading I thought he seemed nice and old… His “dark” side didn’t really come out until he was beholden to no one. It is an interesting thought.
His readings were ok, if bland, and I enjoyed the time quite a bit. At the least it is nice to be read to in a quiet setting. He certainly had his own presence, and was not nervous in the least. Is that the result of his life, his attitude, or his raising? I suppose I will never know.
We all know Stanley Moss made an impact. I am still trying to temper my indignation with the knowledge that he was trying to be a jerk. Aren’t there better ways to inspire, or at least promote poets? I would also mention that his reading had a very bad Q and A session…
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