Tag: teaching poetry
How poetry approaches music (and dances away again)
That’s the little magnolia in our side yard, intensely pink but browned from last night’s ice. A very intense winter term is just ending, one that included lots of grief and good news for the people around me, and that struggling tree, planted by… Continue Reading “How poetry approaches music (and dances away again)”
Imaginary journals with real poems in them
If you’re not enjoying what you’re grading, maybe the problem lies in the assignment. I think I’m right in attributing this provocation to Paul Hanstedt, either during a faculty development talk he gave here or on a long-ago Facebook post, but at any rate, it… Continue Reading “Imaginary journals with real poems in them”
Oceanicartography
No, that’s not a real word. But last week, certain currents in my thinking converged, all having to do with maps and oceans. On Saturday, we dropped our daughter off at the Charlottesville train station then headed over to Chroma Projects to see a… Continue Reading “Oceanicartography”
Teaching Claudia Rankine’s Citizen
Teaching a single-author poetry book is a different enterprise than assigning poems from an anthology. There’s a lot more information to sift and process: the future greatest hits are interspersed with poems that may be harder to absorb; ordering, epigraphs, and subsections suggest new… Continue Reading “Teaching Claudia Rankine’s Citizen”
Sylvia Plath Quiz
My students’ responses to the real Plath quiz I just administered were too red, they hurt me, so I hereby offer an optional retest.* If your brain has not emptied of images like a cup or a room, please answer the following legibly without… Continue Reading “Sylvia Plath Quiz”
High school, the best poetry audience ever
One way to tell the story of how I came to read poetry desperately and constantly would be: early. I still know by heart a book of nursery rhymes I used to own, with Richard Scarry illustrations. A lot of us, though, had our… Continue Reading “High school, the best poetry audience ever”
Skidding on the banana peel of literary judgment
Goodreads is driving me banana. (After misspeaking recently, I decided “going banana” sounds significantly crazier than the plural.) I resolved to keep better track of what I read, both out of curiosity and because my memory is really not sharp enough for those year-in-review… Continue Reading “Skidding on the banana peel of literary judgment”
