I think I first became familiar with the work of Stanley Fish in a literature seminar at Yale taught by the late Lana Schwebel. The course, which focused on the work of John Milton, was cross-listed at the Div School, where I was a student, and the English department. One of the other students had … Continue reading Seeing Poetry, Looking Away
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I've been writing and workshopping a story about a group of people living on a block of rowhomes and the glimpses they get of each other in passing. To the right you'll find an excerpt. Who wouldn't want a dog like this? Earlier this morning, I came home from a jaunt outside to find my … Continue reading My Dog Can Read (Stanley Fish and Leo Strauss)