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How does a master teacher introduce her students to poetry? What are the critical choices she makes when designing lectures to help studens read with greater pleasure and understanding? In Teaching Poetry, Helen Vendler, acclaimed poetry critic and Harvard University professor, reflects on the challenges and pleasures of making poetry come alive as she guides students through a reading of William Butler Yeats\'s last masterpiece, \"Among School Children\" (1928). For more videos on teaching, visit http://bokcenter.harvard.edu [More] [Less]

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