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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...lucky to have as one of his teachers Poet Richard Eberhart. "At the beginning of his senior year," Eberhart recalls, "Lowell brought me a book of 30 poems-the first fruits of his labors-shyly placing it on my desk when I was not there. I cherish this unpublished book to this day. It showed the young poet heavily influenced by Latin models, but true strokes of imagination came through...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Poets: The Second Chance | 6/2/1967 | See Source »

...Europe. Father and son quarreled. The violence that churned in Lowell's poetry burst out, and he knocked his father to the floor. As Commander Lowell saw it, his crazed son would have to be packed off to an asylum, but family friends convinced him that his poet son needed not so much the company of keepers as that of other poets-specifically, those living in Tennessee...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Poets: The Second Chance | 6/2/1967 | See Source »

...heady summer. Lowell recalls: "It seemed to be one of those periods when the lid was being blown . . . when a power came into the arts which we perhaps haven't had since." After that, the poet's eye was in a fine frenzy rolling; he was now to find a focus in the forms of tradition...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Poets: The Second Chance | 6/2/1967 | See Source »

...Lowell to reject Harvard, he was allowed to transfer to Kenyon College in Gambier, Ohio, where Ransom and Randall Jarrell now taught. They were to make the Kenyon Review into a dominant force in American poetry and criticism for the next three decades. "I am the sort of poet I am because...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Poets: The Second Chance | 6/2/1967 | See Source »

With his wife, he moved to Manhattan's Greenwich Village, where he labored briefly for the Catholic publishing house of Sheed & Ward. This period gave him the metropolitan imagery necessary to a contemporary poet: he needed less an eye for the four seasons of Walden Pond than for the five boroughs of New York City. He was to write: Now the midwinter grind is on me, New York drills through my nerves,/ as I walk/ the chewed-up streets. And, in a cataclysmic line: When Cain beat out his brother Abel's brains/ the Maker laid great cities...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Poets: The Second Chance | 6/2/1967 | See Source »

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