Postings by Shelley NiTuama

Re-discovering America’s Popular Poet: Carl Sandburg

Chicago skyline at dawn
“I see America, not in the setting sun of a black night of despair ahead of us, I see America in the crimson light of a rising sun. . . . I see great days ahead, great days possible to men and women of will and vision.” —Carl Sandburg interview with Frederick Van Ryn, This Week Magazine (January 1953)Ask your students to recall the last time they heard a poet read from their work on television or the Internet. Chances are they won’t be able to remember such a time, in the media or anywhere.Read More »
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Visiting the Seaman’s Bethel

Tower of Seaman's Bethel, New Bedford
In the heart of New Bedford Whaling National Historical Park lies an area of streets paved with sett stones—a brick-shaped version of cobblestones dating back to the 1800s.Read More »
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Celebrating Studs Terkel – Interviewer of America

Photograph of Studs Terkel during one of the Bughouse Square Debates of the past
“I want people to talk to one another no matter what their difference of opinion might be.”—Studs TerkelNo one captured oral history like Studs Terkel. He was a one-of-a-kind radio show personality, a fixture in Chicago broadcasting, where he held court at WFMT for four and half decades, from 1952 to 1997, engaging in conversation with some of the greatest minds and artistic lights of the 20th century.Read More »
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Bringing in the May!

Painting. Queen Guinevere’s Maying.
“While every creature rejoices at the rebirth of the greenery,I love the sweet and gentle season when the world is green once more,for I am cheerful and happy in the joy of the fresh blossoms.” -—Arnaut de MareuilAs we enter the month of May, it’s well to heed the advice of this 12th-century troubadour—delight in the return of the tree canopy and the renewal of the natural world.  Read More »
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Walt Whitman’s “When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d”

“Syringa vulgaris” (common Lilac) cultivar, LtPowers, May 2013
“Passing, I leave thee lilac with heart-shaped leaves,I leave thee there in the door-yard, blooming, returning with       spring.”Walt Whitman may well have been describing his own vocation when he articulated his belief that literature could be a unifying force for the nation as it began its long road to healing from the scars of civil war:Read More »
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