Remembering Deliverance

It's clear James Dickey mythologized and often outright lied about the circumstances of his life now, and what's been lost along with his critical reputation is the work, the work, my god the work. Six years of formal education and I was never assigned a Dickey poem, which is a tragedy. A great poet (no [...:]

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Published on August 25, 2010 08:54
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