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Church and State: Katia Kapovich, “Painting a Room”

Painting a Room (from poetry 180) Katia Kapovich Here on a March day in ‘89 I blanch the ceiling and walls with bluish lime. Drop cloths and old newspapers hide the hardwood floors. All my furniture has been sold, or given away to bohemian friends. There is nothing to eat but bread and wine. An

Defiant in Darkness: On Dickinson’s “Me, change! Me, alter!” (268)

“Me, change! Me, alter!” (268) Emily Dickinson Me, change! Me, alter! Then I will, when on the Everlasting Hill A Smaller Purple grows – At sunset, or a lesser glow Flickers upon Cordillera – At Day’s superior close! Comment: What exactly is the difference between “change” and “alter?” Dickinson forces us to do our homework;

On Hopkins’ “The Caged Skylark”

The Caged Skylark Gerard Manley Hopkins (from bartleby.com) AS a dare-gale skylark scanted in a dull cage Man’s mounting spirit in his bone-house, mean house, dwells— That bird beyond the remembering his free fells; This in drudgery, day-labouring-out life’s age. Though aloft on turf or perch or poor low stage, Both sing sometímes the sweetest,

On Hopkins’ “Heaven-Haven”

Heaven-Haven Gerard Manley Hopkins A nun takes the veil I have desired to go Where springs not fail, To fields where flies no sharp and sided hail And a few lilies blow. And I have asked to be Where no storms come, Where the green swell is in the havens dumb, And out of the

Dirty thoughts: On Dickinson’s “A Moth the hue of this” (841)

“A Moth the hue of this…” (841) Emily Dickinson A Moth the hue of this Haunts Candles in Brazil. Nature’s Experience would make Our Reddest Second pale. Nature is fond, I sometimes think, Of Trinkets, as a Girl. Comment: At least two other poems by Dickinson featuring the word “Brazil” are about female sexuality: I’m

Divine Terror: On Emily Dickinson’s “I fear a Man of frugal Speech” (543)

“I fear a Man of frugal Speech…” (543) Emily Dickinson I fear a Man of frugal Speech – I fear a Silent Man – Haranguer – I can overtake – Or Babbler – entertain – But He who weigheth – While the Rest – Expend their furthest pound – Of this Man – I am

“Sharks’ Teeth,” by Kay Ryan

At the University of Dallas Rome campus at Due Santi, with Collegium Cantorum. Very lucky to have Internet, some very bad news has come my way, and I do ask for your prayers – it is a personal matter. It is awesome and gorgeous out here in the Italian countryside, the food is excellent, I’m

Towards Immortality: On Emily Dickinson’s “I dwell in Possibility…” (657)

“I dwell in Possibility…” (657) Emily Dickinson I dwell in Possibility – A fairer House than Prose – More numerous of Windows – Superior – for Doors – Of Chambers as the Cedars – Impregnable of Eye – And for an Everlasting Roof The Gambrels of the Sky – Of Visitors – the fairest –

Notes on Dickinson’s “I’m Nobody! Who are you?” (288)

“I’m Nobody! Who are you?” (288) Emily Dickinson I’m Nobody! Who are you? Are you – Nobody – Too? Then there’s a pair of us! Don’t tell! they’d advertise – you know! How dreary – to be – Somebody! How public – like a Frog – To tell one’s name – the livelong June –

Notes on Dickinson’s “Hope is the thing with feathers…” (254)

“Hope” is the thing with feathers… (254) Emily Dickinson “Hope” is the thing with feathers – That perches in the soul – And sings the tune without the words – And never stops – at all – And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard – And sore must be the storm – That