Mark Canuel is an assistant professor of English at the University of Illinois at Chicago. He has a nice looking homepage here. Note, once again, the broad range of people that you will be able to converse with at the reunion, should you decide to come. Since Mark knows his English poetry, I’ll have a question (via) my daughter about The Tiger by William Blake:

TIGER, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand and what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,
And water’d heaven with their tears,
Did He smile His work to see?
Did He who made the lamb make thee?

Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

The question is: Why doesn’t “eye” rhyme with “symmetry”? In every other stanza, the 3rd and 4th lines rhyme.

Mark also has a nice essay here on “The Professional Look”. It is a fun read.

Note to other writers: Send links to your work! Your classmates would like to read you stuff.

Thanks to Kim Jordan for these and many other cool links.

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