Thoughts at the Public Library

Despite my best intentions, my blog has been quiet over the past few months. Sitting on the second storey of the Alexandria Public Library, I find myself considering this silence as I looked to the street below. Occasionally, a car blurs by. Tree branches bow in the breeze. The day has been cool and breezy, a necessary respite... Continue Reading →

Notes from the Classroom: John Stuart Mill’s “What Is Poetry?”

With ten minutes left in yesterday's class, I said, "Sorry, Lord Tennyson. You're not happening today." Alfred Tennyson, Emily Brontë, and Matthew Arnold got sidelined, because my students detected something to fret about. And that something was an unsettling charge against John Stuart Mill. Let me preface. This semester, I'm teaching a section of English... Continue Reading →

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