The fascinating Edith Sitwell on Face to Face, 1959:
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The fascinating Edith Sitwell on Face to Face, 1959:
A Small Press Life: Books. Art. Writing. Life. Tea. 
Gosh, I remember this. Not from 1959, I hasten to add, but when they repeated all the episodes.
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Ha, of course not from 1959! 🙂
It’s definitely a memorable interview, though!
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Wow! How fabulous was THAT! Thank you:)
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You are welcome!
Almost too fabulous for words, I’d say.
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That was the most interesting interview that I have ever seen. I now have to go find as much information that I can find about her.
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It’s just wonderful, isn’t it? I want to watch it again!
She was fascinating, and a really talented poet.
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Simply.
Amazing.
What a lady!
Any recommendations on a biography?
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I haven’t read it yet, but Edith Sitwell: Avant Garde Poet, English Genius by Richard Greene looks pretty good. There is also a book of her collected letters edited by the biographer.
She was amazing, wasn’t she? That interview is incredibly inspiring.
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Just remembered I came across this a little while ago:
Part one of a really great two-part interview with Anne Sexton. Originally done for Italian television it looks like. Just watched it again and thought you might find it of interest.
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Thank you so much for thinking of me! I cannot wait to watch it.
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I love hearing about people’s horrible childhoods and how they dealt with them. What an inspirational woman. Just sent this post to my daughter. Thanks for sharing.
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You are welcome.
Edith is just so odd and mesmerizing and amazing. She definitely had an awful childhood, albeit one steeped in privilege.
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Maybe she was one of the people who saw the glass half empty. I would have loved to have a temporary peacock friend. 🙂 My parents were wonderful, but my childhood still had a fair share of misery despite the love I received.
But misery can breed compassion sometimes.
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Poor Edith had material things but not much love! A peacock would be a cool childhood companion, though. Even better than Flannery O’Connor’s chicken, I think.
I’m lucky. I had a pretty happy-go-lucky, lovely childhood.
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Love is the thing. We had a very happy family and I had a best friend who lived right across the street all the way up through high school. I just hated the tedium and stress of school–that’s where my misery came from. I’ve always been an outdoorsy rebel 🙂 but the teachers never knew. They thought I loved them and loved the endless stupidity of school systems.
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Ah, that makes sense!
I had a decent public school education but, honestly, I learned much more from the books I chose to read on my own time than I did from any school lesson.
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Me too! I always had my head in a book or up in a tree.
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Same here! It was wonderful. 🙂
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