In this segment, Lexi shares that she knew about Rue’s drug usage, but didn’t understand just how bad the problem had become. At that time, Lexi is also aware of how much Rue is hurting, so she tries to make Rue feel a little better by sharing a poem with her. The poem Lexi reads to Rue inEuphoria season 2 episode 7 is Let This Darkness Be A Bell Tower This wasn't bad when you look past my dislike of all of that, but even the best preparation of a food you find disgusting is still inherently that food. But the beautiful writing is only part of the story. The plot follows, not overly closely to be sure, the New Guinea experiences of Margaret Mead and her team. But as we draw closer and closer to the end, the setting changes to Australia and becomes pot-boilery, overheated, and unconvincing to me.

I like questions. Questions in poetry often seem to be thought of as lazy, an “easy way out.” I don’t experience them that way. I find them expansive. If I ask a question I generally have my answers, and I hope those answers resonate or are suggested between the lines, but I don’t want to overdetermine the poems. I would like the reader’s answers to take precedence. Rebecca holds a PhD in English and is a professor at Norwalk Community College in Connecticut. She teaches courses in composition, literature, and the arts. When she’s not reading or grading papers, she’s hanging out with her husband and son and/or riding her bike and/or buying books. She can't get enough of reading and writing about books, so she writes the bookish newsletter "Reading Indie," focusing on small press books and translations.

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When only one person is the expert on a particular people, do we learn more about the people or the anthropologist when we read their analysis?" It is undisputed that Maed´s work was colossal and regularly challenged by her environment, but ultimately contributed to extending human perception. The poem is much bigger than the selection here, and this selection is likely not the beginning, though it is subtitled 1–5. I tend to work in sections and then rework those into a larger canvas. This means that the poems often change form, and these poems are no exception—though I’m happy with the way they are now and don’t see that changing further. My selections of the best poetry books include works from ancient writers though Shakespeare’s time, to the Romantics and other 19th century poets, to 20th century poets, and finally to works from contemporary, living writers. Take a look at the list and see if you have any favorite poets to add! Just imagine, everything about the way we live has been shaped and designed by the society we live in. Viewing these primitive cultures showed me just how precarious a society is, how different it could be. Some early societies were run by women, some shared lovers, some were fierce and territorial. So many possibilities!

And all the while I am aware of a larger despair, as of Helen & I are vessels for the despair of all women and many men too. Who are we and where are we going? Why are we, with all our “progress,” so limited in understanding & sympathy & the ability to give each other real freedom? Why with our emphasis on the individual are we so blinded by the urge to conform? … As they were leaving the Mumbanyo, someone threw something at them. It bobbed a few yards from the stern of the canoe. A pale brown thing.Carefully curated, these 200 plus poems feature Oliver’s work from her very first book of poetry, No Voyage and Other Poems, published in 1963 at the age of 28, through her most recent collection, Felicity, published in 2015. This timeless volume, arranged by Oliver herself, showcases the beloved poet at her edifying best.” Opened Ground: Selected Poems, 1966–1996 by Seamus Heaney (1939–2013) also like the people in the trees, it's my second book by this author, when i five starred the first and felt totally blah about the second.

This is a compelling story loosely based on Margaret Mead, with a twist to the story. I loved the characters of Nell and Bankson. The couple had recently studied the Mumbanyo, a frighteningly barbaric tribe, and left abruptly, at Nell's request, resigning to move to Australia to study the Aboriginal peoples. Fen wanted to stay in New Guinea; he is after a totemic flute that he learned of during their last days with the Mumbanyo, and believes that securing it is the key to his glory. However, out of love and dedication to Nell, he capitulated. In these one-hundred poems Wisława Szymborska portrays a world of astonishing diversity and richness, in which nature is wise and prodigal and fate unpredictable, if not mischevious. With acute irony tempered by a generous curiousity, she documents life’s improbability as well as its transient beauty.” Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror by John Ashbery (1927–2017)

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I love the interplay between the personal and scientific outlooks on human nature in this fictional rendering of the life of Margaret Mead and her husband during their fieldwork living with a New Guinea tribe in the 30s. This is not historical fiction in the sense of trying to recreate a possibly real version of actual events, but a use of a historical figures and situations as a launching pad for an imagined story. How does the interplay between the subjective and objective work out for anthropologists embedded for long periods within an alien culture? And when it comes to trying to uncover universal truths about gender roles in societies, how does that effort intersect with the struggle the scientists themselves are having with their own personal solution and the challenges of a love triangle? Nel Stone and her husband, Fen, have been married for about three years when they meet another anthropologist in New Guinea - Bankson. Bankson is recuperating from a failed suicide attempt and does his best to help out Nell and Fen, who are determined to leave New Guinea unless they can come up with the right type of tribe to study. Bankson is studying the Kiona and he sets Fen and Nell up with with the Tam. I have lost patience when dysfunctional relationships become the center of a love story, particularly when it’s easy to predict how badly they will end for everyone. If I am in need of one of those, I turn to the classics. Michael Ondaatje. Karen Blixen. A.S. Byatt.

So too are the encounters between the Stones and Bankson and the tribes under their study: Tam and Kiona, respectively. These are the genius moments of Euphoria, as these three Westerners assume the role of cultural scientists with the arrogance born of ignorance. Theirs is a new science and they are eager to experience the euphoria of discovery and understanding. When a breakthrough is made, they feel they could “rip the stars from the sky and write the world anew.” Here too there is intrigue, as Nell is allowed deeper into the female-dominated society of the Tam while Fen, with all his petty jealousy and arrogance, secretly plots to obtain his own piece of fame. At one point in the novel Hughes tells Plath that life has a mission for everyone and that his mission is freedom. His revelation is all-too-plausibly risible. The freedom that Hughes is seeking is the freedom to evade his responsibilities as a father and have an affair with Assia Wevill. But Cullhed’s Plath has committed to a life with this man partly because she was seduced by his vision of freedom. “His stride is wildernesses of freedom”, Hughes wrote in his 1957 poem The Jaguar. “The world rolls under the long thrust of his heel.” Now that her husband’s freedom has shown itself also to be crushingly banal, Plath has to work out her own sense of what freedom is. And, too, there's the correlation to quantum physics that Nell and Andrew consider, i.e. that objectivity is impossible because the application of observation changes the matter being studied. If that all sounds academic on the one hand or a salacious invasion and undermining of the integrity of Mead’s work, never fear. Above all this is a story of the regenerative power of love. The lead character, named Nell, is rendered as a humane woman and dedicated scientist, full of energy, vision, and compassion. She is fascinated how the tribe (fictionally named the “Tam”) seems to provide a feminist model where women play a dominant role in fishing and in trade relations and allows them to choose when and who to marry, while the men are more involved in crafts and ceremonies. We get this little window into her motivation to understand a relatively peaceful people with elements of a gender role reversal: Whilst her coworkers were confined by silos, Maed managed not to be distracted from what she was witnessing and connecting her findings.Cullhed succeeds in creating a book for our times; this isn’t yet another dissection of a time long past