Marianne Moore writes about Muhammad Ali:
He is neat. His brow is high. If beaten, he is still not “beat.” He fights and he writes.From George Plimpton’s account of Ali (then Cassius Clay) and Moore at Toots Shor’s Restaurant, where they collaborated on a poem. You can read the whole story via Google Books. Moore’s sentences reappear in her liner notes for Ali’s 1963 spoken-word LP I Am the Greatest .
Is there something I have missed?
He is a smiling pugilist .
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Carlo Rotella on Muhammad Ali, Homer, and translation
[Muhammad Ali dies yesterday at the age of seventy-four.]