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The Lehman Lecture 2011

The 2011 Lehman Lecture
in association with The Kingston Writing School

Professor David Lehman, Distinguished Visiting Writer

"From Parody to Praise: When Poems Talk to Other Poems"

Professor David Lehman was born in New York City in 1948. He graduated from Columbia University and attended Cambridge University in England as a Kellett Fellow. He also received a Ph.D. in English from Columbia University. He is the author of several collections of poems, including When a Woman Loves a Man (Scribner, 2005).  His books of criticism include The Last Avant-Garde: The Making of the New York School of Poets (Doubleday, 1998).  His study of detective novels, The Perfect Murder (1989), was nominated for an Edgar Award from the Mystery Writers of America.  He is series editor of The Best American Poetry, which he initiated in 1988, and is general editor of the University of Michigan Press's Poets on Poetry Series.  Most recently, Lehman edited The Oxford Book of American Poetry (Oxford University Press, 2006).

Lehman's honors include fellowships from the Guggenheim Foundation, the Ingram Merrill Foundation, and the National Endowment for the Arts, an award in literature from the American Academy of Arts and Letters, and a Lila Wallace-Reader's Digest Writer's Award. He is on the core faculty of the graduate writing programs at the New School and New York University. He lives in New York City.  He is a Distinguished Visiting Writer at Kingston University, UK.

7.30 pm, Clattern Lecture Theatre
Kingston University
Penrhyn Road campus
Thursday, 10 November 2011

Admission Free; all welcome

Drinks reception at 7 pm

Comments

Poetry Pleases! said…
Dear Todd

Kingston University seems to attract some distinguished names. It must be an intellectually stimulating environment to work in.

Best wishes from Simon

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