I can't find it on The Guardian website, but there is an essay in the printed Review section by Lara Feigel (of the rather unsatisfactory book on Doris Lessing) about the Great DH Lawrence Revival.
(She just happens to be writing a book about him...)
But Y O Y?
This is someone who is not exactly obscure - books in print and I daresay on uni EngLit syllabi? - not to mention biographies also in print, inclusion in broader studies of modernism and modernist circles, etc.
In perhaps more entertaining news,
Edith Sitwell's snarky address book has come to light - dear Dame Edith:
known for her scathing assessments of her contemporaries as much as for her poetry, famously dismissing FR Leavis a “tiresome, whining, pettifogging little pipsqueak”, and DH Lawrence as “a plaster gnome on a stone toadstool in some suburban garden”.
The address book includes memoranda to self about the persons entered therein:
With more than 300 entries, the address book is a Who’s Who of the aristocracy and celebrities of the time, containing names ranging from Evelyn Waugh and Cecil Day-Lewis to Elizabeth Arden, the Queen Mother and Gore Vidal. Sitwell included little comments to herself, whether to remember people she had liked such as “Ian, charming American undergraduate to whom I must write” and “BBC, young man (intelligent, wants to interview me)”, or those she wished to avoid. “Well meaning American pest,” she notes by one address; “That Blasted Priest!” by another. “The American who wants to bring his wife to tea,” she reminds herself at one point; “Insolent women with the shrieking children!”; “American woman who has copied my ring”, and most intriguingly and mysteriously, “Cat Torturers names withheld by the horrible woman magistrate”.
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