Gerald Graff wrote a book called _literature against itself_ and it discussed it's title well, claiming lit's great tradition is what it changes and rebels against (I think, it's been a while...). I think Salinger could have been referring to poetry as well...scooping up links to eliot, upanishads, and lit's energy to scape beneath surfaces to find new meaning makes me think JDS was seeing both tree and forest in this story. I think it was Eberhard Alsen who theorized the story could have made "Nine" into "Ten" but JDS also tried to block a cosmopolitan reprint of it and didn't include it. Personally, I still think it's a great story and offers an "aesthetique du mal" that is both chilling and insightful...in other words, Salinger's offering of a bleak, almost mean seeing (and near blindness) of a poet is perhaps, "The Road Not Taken" by Seymour...((I have to admit one of the poets on this list riffed on this very same frost poem and I confess to writing a ridiculoulsy parental essay for first year college students titled "The Road Taken--Driving Your Learning Lives Into College." I hope it's clear that I need a writing life and am getting on with it;)) will