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| | The New York Review of Books: Undercurrents |
 | | Uncommon is the word for Chester Kallman--uncommonly attractive and uncommonly odd. |
 | | Probably no other poet of Chester Kallman's generation, the generation of 'the nineteen-twenties-born,' the generation which, as he mordantly remarks, 'had no name,' seems so singular, so dryly or vividly himself. |
 | | And yet, for all that, no other poet, I think, seems, here and there, so quaint, so much the poor proverbial drunk endlessly searching for his wallet under the streetlamp although he lost it up the alley. |
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