Kirby

I could have been a contender. A very inside reference from a long time ago. Ah, the sweet taste of whine, not circa 1969.

"But wresting Merwin's upcoming work away from Knopf, including his second collected poems, was a giant leap into the publishing major league, where big bucks and big egos rule. Copper Canyon benefited from Merwin's growing disenchantment with Knopf, which seemed to him to be afflicted with the bottom-line preoccupations of New York publishers these days."