Posthumous Keats -- A Personal Biography by Stanley Plumly, Norton '08, $27.95, 392 pages, ISBN #0393065731. Index, bibliography, no source notes. One need not be familiar with the intracacies of...after John Keats' death, we revere him and -- better yet -- we read him. Plumly is Distinguished University Professor at the University of Maryland, College Park. See more: >>> Read more...
You may have noticed some recent "Guest Blog" posts and wondered how that works. Well, for the next few months (or longer) I'm going to try out something new - I want to give our readers the opportunity...the list as new items are added. On a busy day, your post may be 5 or 10 or 20 items down the page. Thanks in advance - I'm looking forward to hearing from our readers. News >>> Read more...
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So here I am. I stand before you. A woman, weak As history, society, my betraying body All tell you. A child yet, sixteen Decreed by law, enforced by elders By my own family. Slight and thin, trembling...of strength. You may underestimate me. The evidence, it's true, shows little worth. Your disdain will only fuel my fight. The limits you set on me exist only in your imagination. I may do as I please
Thoughts and dreams and contemplations Welling up in the veins Pooling around my wrists Ready for when fingers flex And time tarries? fades? pauses? Unleashed, they seem to run away from me Sliding slick...up from the well deep inside of me Heavy and forced, pulled with? like? injection? Or brought to the surface with heated iron Concentrate emotions into words Take too much and exhausted, sleep easily
