tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6434195737849932623.post2109343791899161825..comments2015-07-08T07:15:42.475-07:00Comments on Patchwork Word: On Reading ColeridgeA(me)http://www.blogger.com/profile/06407417460797812800noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6434195737849932623.post-13412636347424248762015-04-11T11:45:43.153-07:002015-04-11T11:45:43.153-07:00I always find (nearly always find perhaps) that wh...I always find (nearly always find perhaps) that when a person's work is opened up by a really good lecturer at, for example, a 'Quiet Day' or similar, you can find yourself going away feeling that at last you've seen 'into it' in a way that at school one never did. Val Cunningham (Ox Eng LIt professor) opened up DH Lawrence's poetry simpatheticaly for me a few years ago (since when have I read Lawrence? Well, actually, no, but it did open my mind to it!) Re Coleridge's Lyrical Ballads, yes, they were not really for 17 year old girls of today, were they?!Mari Howardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05606125048044373268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6434195737849932623.post-22556907178696114242015-04-11T10:40:35.872-07:002015-04-11T10:40:35.872-07:00Love it, Amy! Glad to have helped you imagine a te...Love it, Amy! Glad to have helped you imagine a teensy bit of such a great poem. The last four lines in particular are utterly beautiful. And I can't stand Coleridge myself, but that might be from slaving over Lyrical Ballads back in the Sixth Form! Keren Dibbens-Wyatthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13243864501780189541noreply@blogger.com