Postings by Shelley NiTuama

Crime and Punishment turns 150!

Znamenskii Place, St. Petersburg, c. 1890–1900. Detroit Publishing Co. Library o
All is in a man's hands and he lets it all slip from cowardice, that's an axiom. It would be interesting to know what it is men are most afraid of. Taking a new step, uttering a new word is what they fear most.—Fydor DostoyevskyRead More »
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Shakespeare's First Folio National Tour 2016

First Folio London 1623, Victoria and Albert Museum, London
“This is a wonderful testimony to the Folger and to the remarkable interest there is in Shakespeare.” —David Kastan, “Did He Even Know He Was Shakespeare?”Read More »
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Rudyard Kipling at 150

“Rikki-Tikki was awake on the pillow,” (1895 edition) The Two Jungle Books
Oh, East is East and West is West, and never the twain shall meet…But there is neither East nor West, Border, nor Breed, nor Birth,When two strong men stand face to face, though they come from the ends of the earth!—Rudyard Kipling “The Ballad of East and West” This week we mark the 150th anniversary of the birth of Rudyard Kipling, born in Bombay (Mumbai), India, on December 30, 1865.Read More »
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Celebrating the Language of Place in Hopi Culture

Image Hopi planting corn
In my culture, we sing songs to show our happiness…We believe that when we sing songs, we are sharing our feelings of happiness with nature. Since the corn plants are also our children, we sing to the corn, too. Our elders tell us that when we sing to our corn children, we make them happy. When they are happy, they grow better.I was also taught that wherever there is singing, there is life. So when songs are sung, they too are born, just like people.—Ramson Lomatewama, Hopi poetRead More »
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Sherwood Anderson’s Grotesques in “Winesburg, Ohio”

Leftover apples on a tree in winter
Though Winesburg accumulates external facts—streets, stores, town personalities—as it gropes along, its burden is a spiritual essence, a certain tart sweet taste to life as it passes in America’s lonely lamp lit homes. A nagging beauty lives amid this tame desolation; Anderson’s parade of yearning wraiths constitutes in sum a democratic plea for the failed, the neglected, and the stuck. —John Updike, “Twisted Apples,” Harpers Magazine, March 1984Read More »
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