Two friends with a passion for 19th and 20th century poetry pick a semi-random poem from that period and have an in-depth, yet off-the-cuff, conversation about it. Contains about 65% serious literary criticism and 35% dumb jokes.
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Nursery Rhyme by W.H. Auden A World Without Cats for Cats Without a World Have you ever wondered what would happen if we picked a poem about which we could provide very little meaningful analysis? Well, wonder no more! After a promising preliminary formal analysis (try to keep track of how many times Keir says "Chiasmus" over the course of the epis…
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"The Visible The Untrue" by Hart Crane
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The Visible The Untrue by Hart Crane Apollo, The Blimp, and the Window Who Loved Him Ok, so this episode's a bit of a thing. The poem we picked ended up having some relatively strong sexual elements. Those sexual elements are also dealing in particular with gay male sexuality. I do, however, want to stress that we would be expressing the same disco…
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"No man saw awe nor to his house" by Emily Dickinson
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Episode 2: The Adventures of Tricky Dickieson This poem was a tough one, but I believe we perservered through some delightfully arcane syntax. That said, I do feel compelled to give a "head's up" about the nature of some of the subject matter in this week's episode. Probably Unnecessary Warning So, the poem we picked this week ended up relying on s…
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"The Man Whose Pharynx Was Bad" by Wallace Stevens
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Ye Olde Showe Notees Oh! Hello there! I didn’t see you come in. This is the first episode of E.E. Phone Poem (as indicated by the fact that there are no previous episodes). This initial episode is a little rough, but I do hope you’ll bear with us as we iron out all the little bumps and bleeps in our newborn symphoniad* of podcastreation*. I’m not q…
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