September twenty-second, Sir: today
I answer. In the latter part of May,
Hard on our Lord’s Ascension, it began
A real masterpiece in every respect, especially in capturing the idiom of the period. I used to teach the literature of the period at Harvard and knew Robert Lowell. To me, this is one of his best poems.
Holy this is just too much just too much. How can could anyone write like this? Feel like this? It’s just too much.
Spell-binding capture of the Puritan idiom. Maybe a verbatim culling, like the Bishop Trollope poem.
A well articulated narrative piece nicely penned with insight. Thanks for sharing.
An impressive insight into the impulse to self-mutilation. Wonderfully historically informed. The Once we saw him...' bit is shrewd theater and re-focuses the reader's visual attention at just the right moment
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