100 Poems by 100 Poets: An AnthologyTo pass the time on a long train ride from London to Cromwell, playwright Harold Pinter and his two companions, Geoffrey Godbert and Anthony Astbury, set up a challenge: Choose 100 poems by 100 poets — living poets excluded — to represent the finest poetry ever written in English. The three agreed to organize this collection unconventionally, alphabetically by author rather than chronologically. The resulting anthology is challenging, eclectic, very personal, and great fun. With its surprising juxtapositions and gargantuan range of voice and style, 100 Poems by 100 Poets brings old favorites into a new light and less well-known poems out of the shadows. |
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Crítica de los usuarios - bookworm12 - LibraryThingThis year I've been trying to read more poetry. It doesn't usually appeal to me. I tend to be on the literal side of things and so poetry can be a struggle for me. I've been reading this collection ... Leer comentario completo
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Parliament Hill Fields | 9 |
R Alcona to J Brenzaida | 22 |
A Vision | 35 |
When in disgrace with fortune | 137 |
To the Tune of the Coventry Carol | 143 |
A Leave Taking | 153 |
My prime of youth is | 160 |
Full Moon | 166 |
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100 Poems by 100 Poets: An Anthology Harold Pinter,Geoffrey Godbert,Anthony Astbury Sin vista previa disponible - 1992 |
100 Poems by 100 Poets: An Anthology Harold Pinter,Geoffrey Godbert,Anthony Astbury Sin vista previa disponible - 1986 |
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