Word: poetes
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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EDWARD LEAR, THE LIFE OF A WANDERER, by Vivien Noakes. In this excellent biography, the Victorian painter, poet, fantasist and author of A Book of Nonsense is seen as a kindly, gifted man who courageously tried to stay cheerful despite an astonishing array of diseases...
...take up brush and pencil once again. Hood's hospital steward, George Henry Haydon, was an amateur artist and encouraged Dadd further. Dadd dedicated The Fairy Feller's Masterstroke to Haydon, gave it to him before he died at the age of 67 in 1886. The late poet Siegfried Sassoon, who gave it to London's Tate Gallery in 1963, inherited it indirectly from Haydon...
...create new formulas for radio," also has its enemies. In 1963, the U.S. Senate Internal Security Sub committee investigated Pacifica for Communist infiltration. In 1964, the FCC dismissed a battery of complaints against Pacifica, including obscenity charges, after Berkeley's KPFA broadcast readings of poems by Poet Lawrence Ferlinghetti and a frank talk among eight homo sexuals about their problems and attitudes. The latest and most bitter com plaints were raised early this year after a militant Negro guest on Manhattan's WBAI read an anti-Semitic poem on the air; a black militant on another pro gram...
MacNeice is dead now, and Auden, an immeasurably more talented poet, has become a happier, wiser traveler, with a preference for balmier summer spots-the island of Ischia near Naples, for instance, and the civilized hills of Austria. But in Letters from Iceland, the two precocious patriarchs of an Oxford poetic school spoke with the same youthful, irreverent voice. The book is probably the only successful verse partnership since the old English firm of Beaumont & Fletcher closed shop. It is, moreover, an object lesson for all dull dogs who could find nothing more exciting in a place like Iceland than...
...tells us, is to discover "how far poetry can be pushed and still remain poetry." Henri has succeeded in pushing it no farther than the tip of his pen. He has little subtlety, less of the wholly honest examination of a private universe that is expected of the serious poet. He facilely manipulates external symbols and cliched concepts, a presentation masquerading as a penetration...