Word: poetes
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Heimert is the fifth person to reveive tenure in the English Department this spring. The department earlier announced the appointment of Robert Fitzgerald, poet and translator, as Boylston Professor of Rhetoric and Oratory, and the appointment of Larry D. Benson, Daniel Seltzer, and Walter J. Kaiser '54, as associate professors...
...latest literary sin; at last report, he was living with his wife and daughter in a Moscow flat-and continuing to write. A further sign of the post-Khrushchev leadership's gentler treatment of artists and writers was the scheduled departure for Italy last week of controversial Poet Evgeny Evtushenko, who plans a month's poetry-reading tour. It was the first time he had been allowed outside the Soviet Union since 1963, when he roamed through France and West Germany, delighting Western literary circles with his outspoken views, or, as the Kremlin later put it, his "cheap...
...publisher calls this "a motley but not unshapely collection." Both verdicts are just. John Updike has never yet parted with a word before its shape conformed to the creator's purpose. And "motley" nicely describes the collage assembled beneath this arrogantly stark title. A short-story writer, a poet and a novelist, Updike here exhibits the hand that also fabricates nonfiction on demand: book reviews, parodies, autobiographical snippets, some of his anonymous contributions to The New Yorker's "Talk of the Town" department, all of it reprinted. The assortment casts neither light nor doubt on Updike...
Rumors ran wild. He was a Hungarian who knew twelve languages, a student of Renaissance research on the human kidney, a painter, a poet, an organist and pianist specializing in Bach, a teacher of mathematics, a pharmacist, a doctor, a many-sided genius who had holed up in the jungles of South America...
...Edith happened to be. For almost half a century she spat fire and spouted verses that perceptibly elevated the social and intellectual temperature of her times. In this autobiography, a thing of brilliant shreds and banal patches, Dame Edith throws a harsh new light on the life of the poet and the genesis of the eccentric. And incidentally applies to her contemporaries a number of nifty posthumous hotfoots...