A postscript to my previous post:
Michael Hofmann's translation of Durs Grünbein's poem "Ashes for Breakfast" contains a line that made me laugh for a very personal reason: "Maybe what will survive of us is Blah ..." This echo of Larkin is an echo of the Beatles for me: when Miles was two or three years old, he became a great fan of the Beatles, and we used to drive along singing along to Beatles CDs. One parody we liked to sing was "All You Need is Blah"!
My daughter, five years old, is crazy about "Yellow Submarine."
ReplyDeleteOh well.
There are worse things to be crazy about. :-)
ReplyDeleteWhen I was about five, my family had a large yellow station wagon. Guess what we called it? :-)