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Christos Hadjiyiannis
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Assistant Professor of British Literature at the University of Regensburg | New book on Louise Glück: https://www.cambridge.org/core/elements/abs/about-suffering/442DE8B942EB7E546F41CE5470E947D0🪻
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Join us on 26 May for an online event on the mesmerising poetry of Louise Glück🪻
Poster for an online event on Louise Glück
April 29, 2025 at 3:24 PM
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Having trouble sleeping? Hear me talk about my new book on poetry, suffering, and Louise Glück: www.cambridge.org/EIPP_Hadjiyiannis
January 10, 2025 at 12:59 PM
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James Merrill 🔥
Then when the flame forked like a sudden path I gasped and stumbled, and was less. Density pulsing upward, gauze of ash, Dear light along the way to nothingness, What could be made of you but light, and this?
January 7, 2025 at 7:08 PM
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And do make use of the 20% discount if you’d like🫰
December 16, 2024 at 10:45 AM
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Out this week — and delighted and honoured to be in it. Congratulations and thanks @matthewtaunton.bsky.social & Rachel Potter 🙏🏽💡🤔💭📚
December 16, 2024 at 10:45 AM
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Proofs 🪻
December 6, 2024 at 12:00 PM
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we never learn 🌳 💫 (Rilke, in Hamburger’s English words)
November 27, 2024 at 6:19 AM
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A lovely poem by Diane Seuss
You would not have loved him, my friend the scholar decried. He brushed his teeth, if at all, with salt. He lied, and rarely washed his hair. Wiped his ass. with leaves or with his hand. The top of his head would have barely reached your tits. His pits reeked, as did his deathbed. But the nightingale, I said.
November 17, 2024 at 9:26 AM