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Text of section I here. A heartbreaking and heartbroken lyric that looks to grief as a way to sustain a… READ MORE
Link to “Prologue” Text I’ve had Tennyson on the mind for several years now, and this interest (attachment?) has intensified… READ MORE
In Memoriam A.H.H. Alfred, Lord Tennyson CI Unwatch’d, the garden bough shall sway, The tender blossom flutter down, Unloved, that… READ MORE
Nature’s Questioning Thomas Hardy When I look forth at dawning, pool, Field, flock, and lonely tree, All seem to gaze… READ MORE
What Is Life?John Clare (1793-1864) AND what is Life?—An hour-glass on the run,A mist retreating from the morning sun,A busy,… READ MORE
The WindhoverGerard Manley Hopkins To Christ Our Lord I caught this morning morning’s minion, king- dom of daylight’s dauphin, dapple-dawn-drawn… READ MORE
The Best of SchoolD.H. Lawrence The blinds are drawn because of the sun,And the boys and the room in a… READ MORE
A Postcard from the Volcano by Wallace Stevens Children picking up our bones . . . READ MORE
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During the first six weeks of the semester, each of my Introduction to Criticism students composed three “close readings” of three poems of… READ MORE
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