Read More Poetry

I was a senior in High School when I discovered poetry. The year before we had been asked to explicate a poem in English class and I was befuddled by the requirement forced upon us to find some obscure meaning hidden in the figurative language of the poem. It was American literature and my keen insights had already been dulled by interpreting Moby Dick and The Death of a Salesman.

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Picking Flowers

Between the English Department and the Comparative Literature Department I flooded my university schedule with classes in Twentieth Century Literature—American, English, French, Italian, German—specific author concentrations—Shakespeare, Milton, Blake, Pope, Cervantes, Dostoevsky—and several other survey courses—Restoration Drama, Romantic Poetry, Latin and Greek Drama, Medieval Literature. Add to this some supporting courses in Literary Criticism, Linguistics, Rhetoric, and I left the university with what I felt was an excellent understanding of literature.

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A Toast To Lubricity

I recently was added as a family member to my daughter;s HULU and Disney + accounts and I’ve been gorging myself on movies or series that I have longed to watch for quite some time. Now I’m caught up on Nomadland, Killing Eve, Handmaid’s Tale, and a few assorted entertainments.

I’ve noticed a few things.

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