Maud – A Review

‘Maud’ is probably my favourite poem in the English language ever. Tennyson often gets bashed even by the most academic types for being “too musical” or for being too patriotic in poems like ‘The Charge of the Light Brigade’. Though these criticisms are extremely reductive, the one poem these critics have obviously not looked into […]

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Maud – A Preview

“Come into the garden, Maud, For the black bat, night, has flown, Come into the garden, Maud, I am here at the gate alone; And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad, And the musk of the rose is blown.” So goes an eerie stanza from Alfred Tennyson’s poem ‘Maud’- a dark story of a crazed […]

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