I felt guilty for getting so little done on this project last week, so I did a few more tonight. Charles Scribner III I am not.
And now that I’ve read the first page of the actual book, I suddenly doubt my ability to ‘find’ poetry in Gatsby. It is possible there was already some poetry in there.
three times into the valley of ashes I know the marvelous catalogue the sky, the sea, eternity the whole pathetic time flawless
VI, VII, VIII spared the fate Red, White, Blue did not as often do
a new end followed after an explosion of fame, a skyrocketing, a new generation, the Great Last publication, the death, the apotheosis extraodinary
Great Once (or Once Great?)