Ordinary language is all right.
One could divide humanity into two classes:
those who master a metaphor, and those who hold by a formula.
Those with a bent for both are too few, they do not comprise a class.
The way culture works is that there can be people who want to get into Dylan, people who can't get into Dylan, people who refuse to try to get into Dylan, and people who can't see how you could not be into Dylan, and mostly when they talk to each other nobody feels like anything anyone else says could really be sincere or at all in touch with reality, kind of inexplicably, since how hard can it be to listen to a record? Then they talk some more about it.
A typo, 'septics'.
'…all / The dreary intercourse of daily life…'
How many drafts can I delete before I concede, I'm just not going to be sharing my thoughts with anyone today?
There's an official way of doing things. In what ways can it be questioned? In the official way! …say officials.
In a way, criticism looks to unmake what has been made, so that it can understand how it works.
Where an artist has worked, criticism unworks.