We have washed and ironed our finery.
We look forward to meeting your families, celebrating your achievements, and wishing you well at commencement.
Nadeem Aslam’s visa has been so delayed by government scrutiny that it will not be granted in time to enable our October and November events. Our inaugural GW-British Council Writer in Residence will therefore have to be postponed. We are attempting to reschedule the residency for February. Mr. Aslam is eager to come to GW….
Happy memories of springtime daffodils? Brooding lines about “The dew that flies/Suicidal“? Sugary fluff that cools the longing for wordplay? Creepy verbal portraiture? We love it all. That’s why the GW English Department is pleased to announce our first annual Student Poetry Contest. Anyone can enter, and the prize (generously donated by a departmental supporter)…
In the discussion that unfolded at this post about the humanities at GW, Calder Stembel kindly linked to a letter he composed to The Hatchet about arts and politics at this institution. The letter in its entirety is worth your time, but I want to excerpt some parts that speaks to the crux of the…
Eric Alexander Brichto, a current student at GW, for his recent and generous donation. We’re truly grateful that someone who is still paying university tuition would think enough of us to support our mission. Thanks, Eric! Please stop by my office at your convenience and we can talk about that summa cum laude you asked…
You know how on Saint Patrick’s Day you may pinch anyone not wearing green? On T Shirt Tuesday you may pinch anyone not wearing a GW English Department Official T Shirt. That would be tomorrow, if you are reading this today. Show some pride, demonstrate your sophistication, and make political science majors feel excluded by…
Despite three degrees in English and being the chair of a department of such, I am a terrible speller. I blame the convergence of two phenomena: A lifetime of study of Middle English, that happy go lucky linguistic intermezzo when the rules of proper spelling hadn’t been invented yet My own hastiness, prompted these days…
