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Original Title:	The Top 500 Poems
ISBN:	023108028X (ISBN13: 9780231080286)
Edition Language:	English

The Top 500 Poems

William Harmon

Hardcover | Pages: 1132 pages

Rating: 4.15 | 462 Users | 54 Reviews

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Title	:	The Top 500 Poems
Author	:	William Harmon
Book Format	:	Hardcover
Book Edition	:	First Edition
Pages	:	Pages: 1132 pages
Published	:	December 10th 1992 by Columbia University Press (first published 1992)
Categories	:	Poetry. Classics. Reference. Anthologies. Fiction

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The Top 500 Poems offers a vivid portrait of poetry in English, assembling a host of popular and enduring poems as chosen by critics, editors, poets, and general readers. These works speak across centuries, beginning with Chaucer's resourceful inventions and moving through Shakespeare's masterpieces, John Donne's complex originality, and Alexander Pope's mordant satires. The anthology also features perennial favorites such as William Blake, William Wordsworth, and John Keats; Emily Dickinson's prisms of profundity; the ironies of Wallace Stevens and T.S. Eliot; and the passion of Sylvia Plath and Allen Ginsberg. These 500 poems are verses that readers either know already or will want to know, encapsulating the visceral power of truly great literature. William Harmon provides illuminating commentary to each work and a rich introduction that ties the entire collection together.

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Poems written in English before the 15th century tend to be very depressing! All about death.And then we get to Shakespeare and that theme becomes far more interesting:Sonnet 73That time of year thou mayst in me beholdWhen yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's

If anyone knows the answer to why so many 'college graduates' like to strut around talking and acting as if they dwell apart from everyone they presumably want to hear them, then I'll be most delighted to know what it is.I feel like someone who talks the way this 'editor' does really doesn't want anyone to know anything other than that said 'editor' feels inherently superior to just about everyone he encounters.That personality trait is such a turn off I'd rather dine in the presence of Osama

it's a good reference book, but as poetry goes, it's very uneven because 1)it's an anthology and anthologies usually are pretty inconsistent, and 2)it's an anthology of the most-anthologized poems, originally written in english, of all time, so it's more-or-less the book of the all-time favorite in-english poems of the non-poet masses, and that includes mostly a lot of people who don't read a lot of poetry. so, you know, it's the usual suspects. so it's that whole 'when it's good, it's superb,

the only poem book i own. i admit i am not a poem reader in general. i don't like short stories either. but this is the only poem book i read year after year after year. it uplifts me and digs deep into my emotional psyche.

This is a replacement for a book I owned but lost in Hurricane Katrina. I've been slowly trying to replace ALL of the books that I lost, as money allows, relying on my memory and a handful of digital photographs that include my old bookshelves.While I'm not exactly a poetry kind of guy, there are a handful of poems that I love and consider an important part of my life. Which is why I bought this book - the poems I care about aren't obscure by any means, and so I'm pretty much guaranteed that,

Poems written in English before the 15th century tend to be very depressing! All about death.And then we get to Shakespeare and that theme becomes far more interesting:Sonnet 73That time of year thou mayst in me beholdWhen yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's

This compilation felt more like something put together for the technical prowess of the poetry than the enjoyability. And yes, that is utterly subjective. I just didnt love the selection as a whole.