Today is the 2nd anniversary of Leonard Nimoy’s death. Here’s the post I wrote when I first heard about his passing, posted on February 27, 2015. I remember I was in office hours for a technical writing class, and I remember that it was best that no students showed up. David Marcus – Lieutenant Saavik was … More There is a Place: Mourning with Poets … More There is a Place: Mourning with Poets
Happy Memorial Day! I thought we would celebrate with Tennyson’s great elegy, In Memoriam. Completed in 1849, the poem follows Tennyson’s grief over the death of his friend, Arthur Hallam, in 1833. Through all 133 cantos of the poem, we share in the speaker’s mourning, but I’ve personally always found Canto 121 to be the most … More In Memoriam
This is gonna be a downer, but what do you expect from a Victorianist? Now this is probably the time for me to say that the Victorians don’t fit the neat stereotypes that we have for them. They weren’t as prudish, but their chairs were really overstuffed…yadda yadda yadda. But where’s the fun in that? … More Have Yourself a Dour Victorian Christmas
David Marcus – Lieutenant Saavik was right: You never have faced death. Kirk – No. Not like this. I haven’t faced death. I’ve cheated death. I’ve tricked my way out of death and patted myself on the back for my ingenuity. I know nothing. Marcus – You knew enough to tell Saavik that how we face death is … More There is a Place: Mourning with Poets
