Donne’s Anniversaries: Matter and Spirit, Body and Soul, Time and Eternity

Donne's Anniversaries: Matter and Spirit, Body and Soul, Time and Eternity

Original article

Sarah Powrie. "Speculative Tensions: The Blurring of Augustinian Interiority in The Second Anniversarie." Connotations Vol. 25.1: 1-18.

Ryan Netzley. "Learning from Anniversaries: Progress, Particularity, and Radical Empiricism in John Donne's The Second Anniversarie." Connotations Vol. 25.1: 19-44.

Michael Ursell. "The Pneumatics of Inspiration in the Anniversary Poems." Connotations Vol. 25.1: 45-58.

Responses:

Ryan Netzley. Learning from Anniversaries: Progress, Particularity, and Radical Empiricism in John Donne's The Second Anniversarie Connotations 25: 19-44

Michael Ursell. The Pneumatics of Inspiration in the Anniversary Poems Connotations 25: 45-58

Judith H. Anderson. Matter and Spirit, Body and Soul, Time and Eternity in Donne's Anniversaries: A Response Connotations 25: 59-73

David Ainsworth. Harmonious Remembrance: A Response to Sarah Powrie, Ryan Netzley, and Michael Ursell Connotations 25: 244-56

Theresa M. DiPasquale. Trumpet, Watchtower, and Refrain in Donne’s Second Anniversarie: A Response to Michael Ursell, Sarah Powrie, and Ryan Netzley Connotations 25: 257-79

If you feel inspired to write a response, please send it to editors(at)connotations.de

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From Macbeth
by William Shakespeare

Read by Leonie Kirchhoff, Miriam Lahrsow, and Susanne Riecker

When shall we three meet again
In thunder, lightning, or in rain?

Wild Geese
by Mary Oliver

Read by Sophie Franklin

Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,

the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting—
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.

From Henry V
by William Shakespeare

Read by Annika Zacharias

We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;

For he to-day that sheds his blood with me

Shall be my brother;

From Oliver Twist
by Charles Dickens

Read by Vera Yakupova

With those words, the old lady very gently placed Oliver`s head upon the pillow and, smoothing back his hair from his forehead, looked up so kindly and lovingly in his face that he could not help placing his little withered hand in hers, and drawing it round his neck.