Margaret Soltan sat down to catch up with Michael Bennett, an English alum who received his BA from GW in 2002 and went on to earn his PhD at the University of Massachusetts Amherst. The last time we caught up with Bennett back in 2010 he had just become an assistant professor at University of Wisconsin-Whitewater! He…
Professor Jim English On Wednesday March 5, 2014, the English Department’s British and Postcolonial Cluster hosted Professor Jim English (University of Pennsylvania) for an exciting lecture entitled, “Translated from the English: British Reality on the Global Screen.” This fantastic event was co-hosted by the University Honors Program and was made possible by a generous gift…
English majors! Professors Tony López and Daniel DeWispelare invite you to attend the Critical Methods Symposium and Party on Friday, 4/25, at 11 am in Rome 771.
The Saved From cutting the nuts out of a bull calf’s bag with a Barlow, from laying case knives on a dress pattern, from running a trotline and baiting the hooks with gone liver, from mashing a tobacco worm into a green blot, from crimping dough at the piecrust edge, from whisking an egg, from…
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say, It’s in the reach of my arms, The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I’m…
The Snow Man One must have a mind of winter To regard the frost and the boughs Of the pine-trees crusted with snow; And have been cold a long time To behold the junipers shagged with ice, The spruces rough in the distant glitter Of the January sun; and not to think Of any misery…
Sonnet LI Summer so histrionic, marvelous dirty days is not genuine it shines forth from the faces littered with soup, cigarette butts, the heavy is a correspondent the innocence of childhood sadness graying the faces of virgins aching and everything comes before their eyes to be fucked, we fondle their snatches but they that the…
Soon the City Soon the summer Now the pleasant purgatory Of spring is over, Soon the choking Humidity In the city On the fire escapes In a sleeveless T-shirt Smoking a cigar In tune with the tremor Of the mindless yellow Commercial traffic Moving in the city, Where no one really Buys a car, American…
Dover Beach The sea is calm tonight. The tide is full, the moon lies fair Upon the straits; on the French coast the light Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand, Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay. Come to the window, sweet is the night-air! Only, from the long line of…
