Reading in the graduate seminar meant skimming a text just long enough to pretend to have read it with care.
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I did all of this before the advent of cell phones, and it was much the same. I loved the Lit Dept., but the posers quotient was pretty high then, too. Among a certain crowd, it was always more important to look and sound “literary” than to struggle to engage the work. To dress (and back then smoke and drink, though I guess kids still drink…) like a poet than to write and read poems. That’s probably just human nature.

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