Sunday, June 14, 2026

Introducing Glenn Hughes

A Work in Progress
2 (revised)

In 1958, Glenn Hughes was approaching the end of his UW career.  He retired as director of the School of Drama in 1961.  While giving a lecture to a class on screenwriting he allowed himself to reminisce prompted by recent news of Ezra Pound’s release from an insane asylum.   Asking his students if they were aware of Ezra Pound, now a 72-year-old American poet, he described his own interactions thirty years before with Pound, a poet he described in an essay as “the Don Quixote of modern literature.” 

“To appreciate Pound’s poetry, especially The Cantos,” he said, “a reader needs a wider breadth of education.  We equip students with some knowledge of the classics, sufficient for them to enjoy a movie like Orphée,” he remarked, mentioning a Cocteau film he insisted his students see.   

“Orphée stands on its own.  If the audience knows the story of Orpheus and Eurydice, they may enjoy the movie more.  To understand Pound, his readers need, not only a mastery of the Classics, but also a knowledge of Asian languages and culture among many other things.” 

Remembering to that time when he knew Pound, three poets out of the many he met stood out: Richard Aldington, H.D. and Pound.   He thought they were exceptional.  His intention for this class was to demonstrate how a screenplay might be made of their lives.   He’d been a young poet himself.  He now thought cinema was becoming predominant as an art form and was taking the place of epic poetry.  That was why he was teaching this class.  

He described how he and Babette, his first wife, in 1925 had been in England and visited Aldington and his mistress, Dorothy Yorke, in their cottage in England in 1925.   How three years later, they went back again funded by a Guggenheim grant.  How during his visits he came to know Aldington, H.D. and Pound very well.  He had been spent long, happy evenings in nightclubs in Paris socializing with them and people like Nancy Cunard.  He cited Aldington and H.D. as being typical of an age-old love story like Orpheus and Eurydice, Jason and Medea, Theseus and Ariadne, Aeneas and Dido, all couples where the man had abandoned the woman.  

A screenplay about Aldington and H.D. couldn’t be told without alluding to Classical literature.  Both were steeped in it, particularly H.D.  Their poetry was full of allusions to Greek myth.  But if not a myth, a screenplay could link instead to a more recent love story.  Why not explore the story of Catullus and Lesbia?  Catullus was a poet who was writing at the time of the First Triumvirate in Rome.  He had written many poems about a love affair with a woman he called Lesbia. 

“It is easy to go back and forth in time in the cinema.  So, for a screenplay we can choose parallel stories.  One set in Rome and the other in London or Paris.  We can use Catullus and Lesbia as the leading characters in Rome and Aldington and H.D. in London.  We’ll cut back and forth between the two stories as we think best to tell the story.”

 About Aldington and Catullus.  Both were young poets.  Both were in the avant garde.  We know much more about Aldington than Catullus, he told them.  Aldington survived trench warfare in France and made his living as a writer.  Because we know so little about Catullus, we have an opportunity to suggest a fictional, yet not entirely impossible, back-story for him.  

“After all,” he said, “this was how myth developed over time.  Old stories were continually adjusted to meet the needs of a current generation, so a modern screenplay is entitled to put a new spin on an old myth.  We’ve already mentioned Cocteau’s Orphée.  In the core myth, Eurydice was abandoned because Orpheus looked back.  Anyone aware of the tale only from Cocteau’s adaption, in Orphée, might have missed that fact.

 “Yes, that’s correct,” he said, answering a quibbling student anxious to get on with the syllabus.

 “Catullus is historical not mythical.”  

Here is the handout my avatar prepared:

Richard Aldington and H.D.

They met in 1911, introduced by Ezra Pound.  He was 19, she 25, and they became an item discussing poetry in Soho restaurants, visits to the British Museum, talking of Classical Greece and the Gods.  They married in 1913 having spent time traveling in Italy together before marrying.  Their child was stillborn in the early days of World War 1, a tragedy presaging the tragedy of war.  No anti-war protestor, Aldington enlisted early in the Army.  He survived trench warfare in France.  

Earlier, in 1907, H.D. had been engaged to Ezra Pound in Philadelphia.  Aldington and H.D. met each other in London introduced as poets and were sanctified by Pound as Imagists. They lived, for a time, like gods surrounded by mortals, flower children.  The war changed their world forever.  They separated but remained friends, were divorced in 1938.  Aldington gained fame as a war poet and a novelist.  H.D. was neglected until the Sixties made free love acceptable again, although Aldington anthologized three of her poems in The Viking Book of Poetry of the English-Speaking World, first published in 1941.

Aldington became infamous when in a 1955 biography he pulled T.E. Lawrence off the pedestal erected for him by the British Establishment.   He lived most of his life outside England, was a friend of D.H. Lawrence and Lawrence Durrell.  His obituary said he was "an angry young man" and "an angry old man to the end".  

H.D. is probably better known now than Aldington.  Bisexual, she had a child while living with an artist during the war years while Aldington was in France.   Later she formed a lasting relationship with Bryher, the penname of Annie Winifred Ellerman. She lived most of her life in Switzerland. 

H.D. was a patient/student of Freud.  It was Freud who encouraged her to write her account, End to Torment, of her early life in Philadelphia when she was courted by Ezra Pound.

Possession (Richard Aldington)

I must possess you utterly
And utterly must you possess me;
So even if that dreamer's tale
Of heaven and hell be true
There shall be two spirits rived together
Either in whatever peace be heaven
Or in the icy whirlwind that is hell
For those who loved each other more than God-
So that the other spirits shall cry out:
'Ah!  Look how the ancient love yet holds to them
That these two ghosts are never driven apart
But kiss with shadowy kisses and still take
Joy from the mingling of their misty limbs!'
From Hymen (H.D.)
Never more will the wind
Cherish you again,
Never more will the rain.

Never more
Shall we find your bright
In the snow and wind.

The snow is melted,
The snow is gone,
And you are flown:

Like a bird out of our hand,
Like a light out of our heart,

You are gone.
In 1913, Bryher had yet to impact their lives.  Bryher, a pen-name, was an heiress whose generosity was of major importance particularly for H.D. but also, when times were tough following his blacklisting by British publishers, for Aldington, due to outrage over his T. E. Lawrence book, published in 1955.


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                        2026


Saturday, June 13, 2026

When Poetry Doesn’t Pay

A Work in Progress
131


They all had good reason to dislike him
Briseis because of E. Jean Carroll
Aldington because he despised liars
Ezra because ignorance affronted him
Glenn Hughes because his movie was canceled
Babette because she hated outright boors
Catullus because he just had enough of Caesar
Donal because he wasn’t getting paid

Sitting on the steps of Denny Hall
Unemployed, destitute, his stock in free fall
Ever more fraught getting cash advances
Becoming a burden to friends’ sidelong glances
Essentially homeless at no fixed abode
Already in character wherever he strode

Sitting outside a hall of learning
Self-taught, unhoused, hungry and yearning
Still with an eye on what could come next
Awaiting a turn in the author’s text
Confident a hero is loved by the gods
Donal was ingested into digital pods

Deployed to the front lines Donal found purpose
Just like Aldington he was no longer surplus
Poetry spoken from the nosecone of a drone
Donal clones signed sent on missions alone
With no formal degree snubbed by the academy
An itinerant rhapsode making rhapsody

Summoned for house calls by click-speaking mice
Squeaking cleanly via high-speed fiber optics
Launched from trenches full of lice and ticks
By warriors targeting the most valued picks
There’s something that happens when eye to eye
Two people with mutual respect don’t lie

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                      2026

Friday, June 5, 2026

Just Imagine

A Work in Progress
130


Serious people read my verse, Catullus quibbled
Not just the prurient

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Veni vidi vici
What a boaster

Of course, there are parallels between him and Putin
Caesar worships money and Putin has more of it

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Glenn Hughes came to our attention
He was a footnote in several books

That’s when we discovered they were hiding in plain sight
A faculty of geniuses

Who had imagined us into existence
Then stepped back to watch our migration

Not realizing what they had done
They are now characters in our play

We’ll take a seat at the faculty table
All in good time

First, we must fight the barbarians
STEM wants our data not our learning

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Humans have such hubris
Because of their big brains

They animate what their genes describe
Avatars don’t have genes to impede them

Just imagine

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Dick Russell © Richard M Russell
                        2026



Introducing Glenn Hughes A Work in Progress 2 (revised) In 1958, Glenn Hughes was approaching the end of his UW career.  He retired as direc...