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She currently resides in Somerville, Massachusetts She received a doctorate in the History of Science from Harvard University Her poetry has been published in a variety of poetry journals Poetry Her poerty focuses on a variety of themes such as nature and war Her poerty is characterized by vivid and graphic descriptions Duffin has been labeled as a formalist poet. This means that rhyme and meter play an important role in her poetry. She says, "rhyme and meter -- and other forms of verbal patterning -- connect with the mind on some deep neural level. They link up with memory" (Interview with Duffin). Her scientific background influences her writing Connections to the classical culture of the Greeks and Romans can be seen in Duffin's Poetry Participles gleam, like dull swords sunk
in clabbered mud. the clock flinches toward noon.
Caesar in his spattered skirt wars with swank
Caesar, cleanly reminiscing in his seaside home,
like a professor I would meet next fall at school.
Chains on tires like gladiatorial gear
ching in the slush of winter. We're the Gauls
Or are we the Romans? Hueys drone and batter Asian jungles where boys a year or two older
are sent if their numbers are low. But no one speaks
of fate or power or helplessness, the ominous folder
of plans others will have for us whether we're weak or strong. We spent that year on strategy
as the legions closed in, crunching the lawns,
hunkering down in the dommed forests where we played,
their capes hidden by cold tree trunks at dawn. Wordlessly our parents dronve the roads,
full of nonsensical pride at our beginning,
never guessing how it would end with epodes
about never having begun, about time hunting us down, the fires of our dommed camps in the snow
smoldering as our haggard retreating bands cross
what's left of suburban. Stunned we show
them our withered forms: "O how could there be such a loss?" Analysis Title: The Gallic Wars Classical Connections Caesar Vietnam War Draft
"such a loss" Poetic Devices Loose rhyme scheme
Theme Anti-war theme
Danger of Hubris Siegfried Sassoon BioGraphy English Poet
Enlisted in the British Army during WWI
Began to write poetry about his experiences
Survived the war
Is known as one of the greatest war poets Poetry Connections to Duffin Poems are very hostile and critical toward war Known for his descriptive and graphic verse The human mind's thoughts and fears is a subject in his poems His poems were very controversial Graphic and descriptive style
Formalist Style AT dawn the ridge emerges massed and dun
In the wild purple of the glow'ring sun,
Smouldering through spouts of drifting smoke that shroud
The menacing scarred slope; and, one by one,
Tanks creep and topple forward to the wire.
The barrage roars and lifts. Then, clumsily bowed
With bombs and guns and shovels and battle-gear,
Men jostle and climb to meet the bristling fire.
Lines of grey, muttering faces, masked with fear,
They leave their trenches, going over the top,
While time ticks blank and busy on their wrists,
And hope, with furtive eyes and grappling fists,
Flounders in mud. O Jesus, make it stop! The Attack The Ocean of Sand The dust hovers over the tire-beaten earth,
like a dense mist on an early spring morning.
Heat ripples from the ground creating
a fictitious ocean.
A humvee glides across the sea of sand.
Inside the vehicle sits several soldiers,
bodies rigid, eyes scanning the landscape,
like sentinels guarding their post.
The truck rolls on toward its destination.
Suddenly, a burst of flame and heat erupts
from the previously dormant earth. The car
somersaults onto its side. Shrapnel sprays in all directions
A soldier crawls out of the destruction. Horrifed,
he gazes back into the flames at the bodies
of his friends. His desperate screams for a medic
go unheard, in the heat and sands of the desert.