The course of the American essay swung one summer in the 1980s. Not a word was written and the motion was all a hammock’s, yet in it was Phillip Lopate, and he was having a literary epiphany It started in a vacation home when he was perusing the bookshelf for holiday distractions and made a fateful choice: out came a volume of the essayist William Hazlitt, into the hammock they went. Any book of poetry would have confirmed his previous endeavors, fiction likewise. By the time Lopate emerged from his horizontal abandon, he had discovered the genre with which he’s since shared a symbiotic relationship.
Chapter 97: The Man Who Loved Essays
Chapter 97: The Man Who Loved Essays
Chapter 97: The Man Who Loved Essays
The course of the American essay swung one summer in the 1980s. Not a word was written and the motion was all a hammock’s, yet in it was Phillip Lopate, and he was having a literary epiphany It started in a vacation home when he was perusing the bookshelf for holiday distractions and made a fateful choice: out came a volume of the essayist William Hazlitt, into the hammock they went. Any book of poetry would have confirmed his previous endeavors, fiction likewise. By the time Lopate emerged from his horizontal abandon, he had discovered the genre with which he’s since shared a symbiotic relationship.