Monthly Archives: January 2020
The poem is in The New Yorker, its edition of 16 December 2019. Before encountering this poem, I’d been slow to come around to this poet. This brief work, though, wins me over completely. I’m a first-line guy: if that line doesn’t catch my interest, I’m done. Here’s Wiman’s on this occasion: Three kinds of hair in the brush one love … I’m captured. It’s got gritty diction plus texture, the latter created by a combo of consonantal stops…..
Recent Posts
- An Exchange over Hugo’s “Les Misérables”
- JONATHAN FRANZEN’S “CROSSROADS”: SHOULD WE WANT A TRILOGY OF IT?
- SOME THOUGHTS ABOUT RACISM AND WHITE SUPREMACY IN AMERICA, AUGUST 2021: How A Few Recent Books by Black and Other Authors Have Changed One Old White American
- LOVE & THE FIRST LINE
- FOR PHILIP ROTH’S “EVERYMAN”
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- Henry Allen on the current project
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