Making an End: On Doing It Right: The Poetry Way
WRAPPING IT UP: POETRY AS PRESENT, A GIFT IN OUR LIVES “WITHOUT WHICH MEN DIE MISERABLY EVERY DAY†(“To Asphodel, That Greeny Flower,†William Carlos Williams)—a wrap and rap of the New Year, for getting us in the mood for New Year’s Eve, in which we let poetry work its magic on us, and consider the folly of any curriculum that does not include poetry as essential practical knowledge for going forward with our own lives and our country’s and world’s and earth’s, to put it mildly:
