Our poets this week are Robinson Jeffers and Emily Dickinson. Here's our poem to discuss this week, by Dickinson:
#1695
There is a solitude of space
A solitude of sea
A solitude of death, but these
Society shall be
Compared with that profounder site
That polar privacy
A soul admitted to itself--
Finite Infinity.
Also, we're going to do an extra public reading this semester, because we want to. It'll be a play, and we'll just have people take parts and read them. We're doing this the afternoon of Saturday, September 15. The play is Eliot's Murder in the Cathedral, and we'll probably do it at Midnight Oil.
See you Thursday!
- Joanna