I've read it, and it's a must read. If I should try to summarise the psychological impression I've been left with, then I would say it's a portrait of a tortured soul, yet done with magnificent poise. Thomas was a respected and feared critic who didn't start writing poetry until the evening of his short life. And what a wretched life it was - terribly underpaid as a writer, he had to take on mountains of hackwork, and his marriage was hell - and yet he transformed this misery into beauty thanks to his poetical daemon and his vision for humanity.
Duncan
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