I remember reading a lot of his The Pound Era when I was studying modernist lit with Andre Furlani at Concordia University. Kenner was probably the most interesting and evocative literary scholar whose work I’d ever studied. It made Pound’s world, and the world of his cohorts, so lucid for me, in a sort of mythic way, anyhow.
I don’t know what he’s done of late, and I won’t mourn his death personally, for I know little of him personally. But on his passing it’s only fitting to stop for a moment and think of how much he gave to those of us who look into books of his time. With respect, I bid him goodnight, and ask him to save a seat near old Pound if they’ve ended up in the same place.