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The Poetry of Michael Easton
“Never
been a pretty poet -- /wish I was.” |
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“XXX’s idea is stupid” or
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I hold a
master’s degree in English and have taught college literature and
writing for over ten years. My literary emphases have been Shakespearean
drama, British Romantic poetry, and twentieth century American fiction. I
studied contemporary American poetry under Dr. Kevin Stein, the poet laureate
of I also have
completed graduate work in cognitive psychology with an emphasis on the
mental processes involved in written communication of all forms. I am
currently pursuing a PhD in English at
Look Who’s Talking One important
thing to keep in mind is that the speaker of the poem is not necessarily the
poet and might not express the poet’s views. For example, Robert
Browning wrote a poem that is basically a long quote of what one man told
another about how he killed his wife. But Browning himself had not killed
anyone and certainly had not contemplated killing his wife. Therefore, we
cannot assume that the poetry actually tells us anything about Michael Easton
as a person. Those of you who are familiar with his background may see
parallels and are welcome to point them out. However, it would be
presumptuous to believe that anything we piece together is more than just a
guess. We also can
never know what |
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