Tag Archives: Percy Shelley

Trump’s Judges, Pale Riders

By Robin Bates | Published: July 7, 2024

The danger of Trump’s Supreme Court is captured in Shelley’s poem “The Masque of Anarchy.”

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Immunity for Trump? Bring Back George III

By Robin Bates | Published: July 1, 2024

Since the U.S. Supreme Court seems determined to restore monarchy (at least with regard to Trump), here’s a Shelley George III poem.

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Remembering My Eldest 24 Years Later

By Robin Bates | Published: April 29, 2024

A Mary Oliver poem about grieving as I remember my eldest, who died 24 years ago on this day.

Posted in Uncategorized | Also tagged "No Voyage", Adonais, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Beowulf, death and grieving, death of a child, In Memoriam, John Milton, Lycidas, Mary Oliveer, T. S. Eliot, Waste Land | Comments closed

Bloom: The Bard Invented the Human

By Robin Bates | Published: November 26, 2023

I examine how Harold Bloom believes that Shakespeare changed history.

Posted in Uncategorized | Also tagged Defence of Poetry, Harold Bloom, Merchant of Venice, Prefact to Shakespeare, Samuel Johnson, Shakespeare The Invention of the Human, William Shakespeare | Comments closed

Pullman and Dante on the Afterlife

By Robin Bates | Published: July 15, 2023

Pullman, drawing on Dante, provides one of the most sustaining accounts of the afterlife that I know.

Posted in Uncategorized | Also tagged "Adonais", "Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep", "Upon Nothing", "World", Afterlife, Amber Spyglass, death and dying, Fragment of Seneca Translated, Henry Vaughan, His Dark Materials, John Donne, John Wilmot, Mary Elizabeth Frye, Philip Pullman, Satyr on Reason and Mankind | Comments closed

The Grand Canyon, Abyss Sublime

By Robin Bates | Published: January 4, 2023

18th century notions of the sublime are attempts to capture something as mind-blowing as the Grand Canyon, which I visited yesterday.

Posted in Uncategorized | Also tagged "Mont Blanc", "Sublime and Beautiful", Bill Bryson, Boileau, Edmund Burke, Grand Canyon, James Boswell, Longinus, sublimity | Comments closed

Do Not Stand by My Grave and Weep

By Robin Bates | Published: November 3, 2022

As Slovenes this past week visited the graves of those who have passed on, I thought of Frye’s poem “Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep.”

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the passing of all shining things

By Robin Bates | Published: October 13, 2022

e.e. cummings has a dialogue with Shelley’s “Ode to the West Wind” in his own poem about autumn. I include Frost and Oliver in the reflection as well.

Posted in Uncategorized | Also tagged "In Blackwater Woods", "Ode to the West Wind", "the glory is fallen out of", Autumn, death, e. e. cummings, Mary Oliver | Comments closed

Read Lit, Then Fight for Freedom

By Robin Bates | Published: June 27, 2022

While literature may seem irrelevant to our political battles, it provides (as Shelley points out) an invaluable human compass.

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