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On the Road: Prof. Robert McRuer in Vienna
This just in from Prof. Robert McRuer, who just returned from the University of Vienna, where he presented his lecture “Defections: Globalizing Queerness and Disability” as part of a daylong event titled “Barriere-frei?! Perspektiven der Disability und Gender/Queer Studies auf die Hochschullandschaft” [Barrier-free?! Perspectives on Disability and Gender/Queer Studies in Higher Education]. Prof. Robert McRuer…
On the Road: Prof. Schreiber in Atlanta
On Saturday, February 16, Professor Evelyn Schreiber was a guest speaker at Spelman College in Atlanta, GA, at a one-day Symposium, “Reading Morrison, Reading Home: Male Kin and Family Matters,” sponsored by Spelman College and the Toni Morrison Society. The morning panel, moderated by Prof. Michelle Hite, Spelman College, focused on Morrison’s most recent novel, Home and…
Poem of the Day: Wallace Stevens’s “The Snow Man”
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…
How to Cite a Tweet
The Modern Language Association, or MLA, has been in the news lately for venturing into the Twitterverse with recommendations on how to cite a Tweet. The association representing English professors, the MLA released its recommendations on the Web and on Twitter, where it engendered a lively discussion. Now the issue of Twitter citation style has…
On the Road: Professor Hsy in Australia
Professor Jonathan Hsy reports: No, the conference was not in Sydney — but apparently any blog posting about Australia requires a photo in front of the Sydney Opera House. Last month (mid-February), I had the pleasure of presenting my work at the Biennial International Conference of the Australia and New Zealand Association for Medieval and…
Poem of the Day: Claude McKay’s “If We Must Die”
If We Must Die If we must die, let it not be like hogs Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot, While round us bark the mad and hungry dogs, Making their mock at our accursed lot. If we must die, O let us nobly die, So that our precious blood may not be shed…