Criticism
… myth have been disappearing as a part of education and the common culture. If Milton still survives, it is almost … literature, to communicate either to students or a wider audience a sensitive understanding of the qualities that make … case, a clever high school debater endlessly trying to gain points, and at times a village explainer, good if you are a …
Criticism
… Poet. By Henry W. Ncvinson. New York: Harcourt, Brace and Company. $2.75. Challenge to Defeat: Modem Man in Goethe’s … by Goethe as the title for a series of Shakespeare studies, the first of which was published by the German poet in … thinks of that infant prodigy, Schopenhauer, with “Die Welt als Wille und Vorstellung” completed at twenty-one. Thinks …
Criticism
… wisely focuses on his time during World War II as the bombardier of a Flying Fortress, being shot down just shy of No … electrocuted. Now you’ve reached one of the major turning points in human history and science, in an eighteenth … Bizarre, by Cynthia A. Kierner. Palgrave, December 2004. $26.95 When a lovely woman stoops to folly and fails to heed …
Criticism
… in Port Harcourt in 1995: That was when one of the corporals saw a boy who could have been a university student; he … The corporal thought he looked suspicious… . “Hey-shhh, come here.” The boy acted like he didn’t see or hear the … down at once. Paul, the seventeen-year-old boy in question, dies as a result of the blow, but his parents and siblings …
Fiction
… wall. At the end of the corridor some men sat, their bodies in huddled outline against the red glow of a stove. … belly popped the broad leather belt he wore, let his chair come forward to rest on the floor, and surveyed him. “What … The other man leaned elaborately back and studied the ceiling, softly whistling between his teeth. “In …
Poetry
… of sea water fall off the oars. Soon Melville’s ship will come by singing. All those times we’ve been born, and died, including Those times when we were never born at all, … Andromeda to sit upright in her chair. Robert, you’ve become a watcher of the night sky— You sit up half the night …