The next excerpt from my PYI keynote in a series that started in December 2011…
Here’s one more bit of ‘sock fluff’, from my youth. Feel free to join me if you know it.
Don’t you just love the rhythm, the language, the passion, and the innuendo in Part 1 of “The Highwayman” by Alfred Noyes? Even studying it in school as a teenager didn’t spoil it for me.
Good poetry, like all the poems I’ve read today, begs to be read aloud. And so does good prose. Luckily for me, I live with someone who doesn’t mind my interrupting his reading with “Listen to this.”
It is time to be concluding this talk.
