Sunday, September 26, 2004
last night i found myself longing for the american middle west, so i put on some richard buckner (alas! not a midwesterner) and reread one of the tales from sherwood anderson's winesburg, ohio called 'the philosopher'. mr. anderson WAS a midwesterner, and it shows in his writing--i think it's quite an extraordinary book. as a part of the 'chicago group', anderson would have been familiar with edgar lee masters, author of spoon river anthology, and a reading of both men will readily link them in one's mind. masters was the inspiration for richard buckner's album 'the hill'; so, though not a midwesterner, buckner was acceptably included by association in my midwestern cocktail.
