English 298: Writing About Literature

Spring 2009

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Why read poetry? Because you will die anyway, but not before you see....

From far, from eve and morning
And yon twelve-winded sky,
The stuff of life to knit me
Blew hither: here am I.

Now-- for a breath I tarry
Nor yet disperse apart--
Take my hand quick and tell me,
What have you in your heart.

Speak now, and I will answer;
How shall I help you, say;
Ere to the wind's twelve quarters
I take my endless way.
XXXII Shropshire Lad, A.E. Housman

You don't have to burn books to destroy a culture.
Just get people to stop reading them.
Ray Bradbury

When you reread a classic, you do not see more in the book than you did before; you see more in you than there was before.
Clifton Fadiman