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My brutish love of poetry, part 3

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Another gift of Canada is exposure to French Canadian poetry. If you know even a little bit of french, you can poke around at the edges. I am a fan of Anne H├ębert and of her cousin Hector de Saint-Denys … Continue reading

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My brutish love of poetry, part 2

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In 1920, Marianne Moore wrote a poem that begins: The Fish wade through black jade. You can immediately see that this poem plays with line breaks and structure and is not about meter and rhyme. Yikes, free verse. What is … Continue reading

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