Lob's poems shouldn't be read
in an ordinary limp and languid way. They should be recited in furioso
and rage. They should be bellowed.
Actually, they would be perfect for feminists - one are
misguided to believe - but it isn't quite that simple. Somewhere one has
to draw the line. Lob is drawing his line by the human.
Humans could read his poetry, but not women...