Poem of Critical Commentary: Lyn Hejinian
“ Umbrellas — strange totalities — upheld, wheeling.” ---Lyn Hejinian, ‘ [but isn’t midnight intermittent] ’ ( poetryfoundation.org , 2.2.2024) Remark: Lyn Hejinian.---Her name, then. Her reputation, that is. Her good name, then too. I hold myself to not upsetting her, nor her good name. Unless that upset were merely a seeming, a confusion, and so, perchance very well worth the seeming, initial confusion of her (untrue) dishonor, as this can go rather far for bestowing a greater good, as a return perhaps (to overdo it) of her same immutable good as before—plus an impossibly greater surfeit of self-same goodness, all this to her name. I sincerely wonder if her fortune, her fortunate name, or title, see: her titles, can change at all in any aspect in the least, no matter whatever the unter-spleen’d effluxes of this contribution. Again, and yet directly to it, a name: an umbrella, a strange totality, upheld, wheeling—and this, as a scant remodeling of how these words first appear in the h