Tag Archives: William Wordsworth

On Year 3: February’s Poems


This month I was ambivalent.  I wanted to read poems about love, after a fashion, because of Valentine’s Day.  But this February was also full of winter, full of snow, and so many snow poems presented themselves.  Thus, I waffled back and forth.  Top this all off with a healthy dose of restlessness, and there …

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On the Second October’s Poems


This month didn’t really start out well.  Personally.  One of the best and most neurotic cats I’ve ever had died on the 1st, so I chose Thomas Gray to start off the month.  It seemed a perfect tribute to Sunshine the Spaz Cat:  sad yet humorous (I was sad, but she’d always been humorous). I …

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On a New School Year, and the Second September’s Poems


A hundred years ago, when I attended the Advanced Placement institute in St. Johnsbury, Vermont with two of my awesome teaching colleagues, the five-day workshop was presented by a man who talked quite a bit about poetry boot camp.  This was what he called the intensive however-long unit on poetry and analysis that he subjected …

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On Loving Baron Wormser, and Hating Samuel Taylor Coleridge


Saturday I attended, with my colleagues and writing friends Karen and Teri and Lisa, a “Writing Ourselves” conference, organized by the Maine Writing Project.  It took place in a giant conference room at Maple Hill Farm Bed & Breakfast in Hallowell, where the sun shone, and the melting snow from the April Fool’s Day storm …

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On September’s Poems


When I came home from my week at the Frost Place back at the beginning of July, I started toying with one of the suggestions I’d heard there:  to start each class period by reading a poem.  That idea seemed somehow radical–most of my students didn’t like poetry; most of the ones who did only …

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