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Helen Pinkerton’s “Coronach for Christopher Drummond”

By lamp or morning light, Bent close over the page, You heard the language right, No matter from what age. Whether Jonson’s grieving prayers, Or Milton‘s rich designs, Or Melville’s rugged verse, Or Winters’ densest lines, Your mind knew the … Continue reading

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“Coronach for Christopher Drummond”

Helen Pinkerton’s poem “Coronach for Christopher Drummond,” published in The New Compass 1(2003), is featured today in Patrick Kurp’s blog Anecdotal Evidence. Christopher Drummond meant a great deal to me as a friend and mentor, and my co-editor, Michael DiSanto, … Continue reading

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