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Last nights in NYC.
Drawing near the island. (at 南丫島 Lamma Island)
Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s four types of readers
From lecture two of his Seven Lectures On Shakespeare and Milton
(Thx @communicatrix!)
Hong Kong, 2016. (at 南丫島 Lamma Island)
🐦💃💃💃💃 📸: Courtesy @bradrkunkle. #deadbirdsociety
Bye-bye birdy. This one just dropped dead one day, its whole body intact. #deadbirdsociety
When in Canada. (at BeaverTails Ottawa)
Somewhere in the Novemberest November. Photo credit: Brandon Seah
Yesterday I read "The Whiteness of the Whale" at #MDMNYC at @whitneymuseum. The reading is still going on now!!! Head down in time for the Chase before the end of the night. #frankstella Thanks @brandeelovin for the jacket and the photo! (at Whitney Museum of American Art)
These boughs have music in them. (at Walpack)
I thought that here was the very spot for cheap lodgings. (at Buttermilk Falls)
It's been awhile. Hello again, dead birds. #deadbirdsociety (at Shawnee on Delaware, PA)
By Rebecca Cheong
Herman Melville died on this day, 124 years ago (September 28, 1819). Here’s a poem inspired by my trip to his grave.
Originally presented at KGB Bar and Literary Magazine, New York.
Herman Melville died on this day, 124 years ago. I wrote a poem inspired by my pilgrimage to his grave. https://medium.com/@becscheong/melville-s-grave-38a669aa4e8 (at Woodlawn Cemetery)
A shadow of magnitude. #superbloodmoon
Sleeping-place. (Who's the hottie?)
By Rebecca Cheong
Written with the white-hot fury of indignation. HOW David Samuels got away with all of this is just beyond me.
David Samuels’s recent essay ‘A Fish Tale,' published in the Spring 2015 issue of Lapham's Quarterly on Swindle & Fraud, has drawn wide attention to the fraudulent nature of Herman Melville’s first novel Typee: A Peep at Polynesian Life. Shortly after the issue was released and the essay was posted on the internet, The Paris Review, one of the most highly acclaimed literary publications of the present day, linked its readers to Samuels’s essay in a post ironically titled ‘Fraud, Fraud, and More Fraud.’ It didn’t take long for other aggregators of articles and essays such as Longform and Arts & Letters Daily (from The Chronicle of Higher Education) to tweet, share on Facebook, and repost on their websites the link to David Samuels’s essay. The Herman Melville Facebook account, too, shared the link with its followers.
The problem, however, is that Samuels presents a fallacious argument built on a series of false claims. . . .