A week in the books

Well, today is Friday, and that means another week of school is done up here. A week spent studying phonetics, revolutionaries, and Tennyson. Facinating stuff, really. Well, to be honest, it would have been more interesting if I had just studied Tennyson, but not so successful, as far as grades in other classes go.

Perhaps you are wondering, "What's so great about Tennyson?". In which case, I would recommend a trip to the local library, and take a look. Or, if libraries a too socialist for your taste, there is always the capitalist alternative of buying one at the bookstore.

The main work in question this particular week was The Palace of Art. This particular poem is quite interesting in its veried descriptive qualities and underlying message. Unfortunately for today's readers, some of the references do require some classical knowledge. It goes without saying that brushing up on the historical literature is a good tool for reading of such poetry, if not for its own intrinsic value. However, that is not to say that other literature forms are without value; indeed, the very point of this poem (quite noticable, should you choose to read it), is that one shouldn't be a literary snob. At least not a total snob, anyway.

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Anonymous said…
are you going to do this for a living? You crack me up!
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