Ulysses by Alfred, Lord Tennyson It little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match’d with an aged wife,
Things I Say to My Cat Several Times Every Day
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These responses are far more articulate than what follows. Read them instead: Natalia Cecire, “New at This”: http://natalia.cecire.org/teaching/new-at-this/Keguro Macharia, “kburd: Caliban Responds”: https://thenewinquiry.com/blog/kburd-caliban-responds/ Still, some things I
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This week begins the Fall 2018 semester, and I am tasked with leading a group of 20 students through a course in Literary Criticism. Half
Reading Aloud (#33): John Clare’s “What Is Life?”
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, bustling, still repeated dream.—Its length?—A
Reading Aloud (#32): Gerard Manley Hopkins, “The Windhover” (1877, 1918)
The WindhoverGerard Manley Hopkins To Christ Our Lord I caught this morning morning’s minion, king- dom of daylight’s dauphin, dapple-dawn-drawn Falcon, in his riding Of
