In Memoriam: Seamus Heaney, August 30, 2013
By “Bard” Eucewelis
He disappeared in summer’s teeming life:
the streams were shallow and the airports full;
the mercury rose in the giving day;
while pigeons shat upon … Continue reading→
by Wilbur Dee Case
As T. S. Eliot once noted in an essay of his, which I am merely paraphrasing from memory, the poet approaches literary criticism from a different vantage point than the scholar. Now that might have had … Continue reading→