Word: stanza
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Dates: during 2000-2009
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...poet like Owen leading trench charges in World War I seems no more senseless than paratroopers leading humvee convoys in Iraq. But as we look backward at our lost 3,000, it's worth hoping one more time that the ending stanza for the paratroopers today will be better than Owen's. He was killed in action trying to take a canal from German defenses, just one week before the Armistice ended the war for good. He never saw his verse published in a book. War can make poets and war can kill them...
...really diverse group.” Brinkman says he and the English department are trying to reschedule an appearance at Harvard later in the year, but if you can’t wait until then, his new album, Lit-Hop, will be available on iTunes soon. Memorizing that first stanza just got easier...
...Today the working text is Sylvia Path’s “The Dreamers.” We’re almost out of the woods (having narrowly missed a fierce spat over adjective-noun order), the opening strains of the second stanza in sight, before we’re sidelined by a single dastardly phrase: “French window.” The professor is convinced that there is no such thing—in Argentina—and that simply to put down the literal translation of the phrase would make about as much sense...
...push at the walls separating film and reality, moviemaker and spectator, without suffocating in cleverness or self-indulgence. Moretti's knack for knowing the boundaries of melodrama earned him best directing honors at Cannes for his 1993 Caro Diario (Dear Diary) and the 2001 Palme d'Or for La Stanza del Figlio (The Son's Room). This year, he is again among the favorites to win the top prize for Il Caimano, a multilayered portrait of a disintegrating marriage, the movie business and that certain billionaire politician. Potential praise at Cannes aside, Moretti has spent much of the past five...
...language, “Nick was the name Nick gave when the name Nick / gave was a variable assignment for Nick.” The diversity of reference is matched by a delightful variety of diction. The poem’s narrator babbles out initial exposition in a long stanza, then pauses, takes a breath, and recaps in a single line: “There is a note in my pocket.” In this and other poems, Robinson’s syntax is the best part of her style. The pacing of her language is exquisite. Lines that...