Do I have this right? Barbara Guest marries Stephen Guest, a former lover of H.D.’s*, whose father gets made a Labour lord, Baron Haden-Guest, a title now held by Christopher Guest. From “The Türler Losses” to Nigel Tufnel via a Moravian Modernist and the British House of Lords—how flarfy is that?*“During the early days of Kenwin and H.D.’s later retreat to London, there was an affair changing into a tender relationship.” (Barbara Guest, Herself Defined: The Poet H.D. And Her World, p. 204.)
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"What's wrong with being sexy?"
...said Barbara Guest
Hi Sandra,
Your comment made me wonder what it would be like to put "...said Barbara Guest" at the end of every fortune cookie fortune instead of "...in bed."
It'd make them sound smarter maybe, but on second thought, I don't think even a tableful of poetry geeks would find it funny.
And don't forget the part where she becomes The Countess from Minneapolis....a title for which I am still vying.
Apparently, it's not hereditary. There's some sort of ritual involving ascending a set of blue stairs while practicing a form of fair realism and seeking air. If your suit is accepted, you get to live in Moscow Mansions.
I'm so hoping this isn't some sort of shitty "theme apartments."
Because we've all seen shitty apartment complexes called Gardens which looked more like Roman insulae of cholera death.
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