American Literary Dimensions: Poems and Essays in Honor of Melvin J. FriedmanBen Siegel, Jay L. Halio University of Delaware Press, 1999 - 226 ページ This is the first of two volumes commemorating Friedman's life and work, and includes essays on American literature, poetry, and remembrances. |
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... wrote the first draft of this piece , I couldn't remember either Jack's words or the date when Mel died . Now , of course , having done one of the things that Mel taught me , I do know when he died : I looked in the notes I wrote down ...
... wrote the first draft of this piece , I couldn't remember either Jack's words or the date when Mel died . Now , of course , having done one of the things that Mel taught me , I do know when he died : I looked in the notes I wrote down ...
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Tents | 31 |
Anzia Yezierskas Unwritten Novel | 39 |
The Correspondence of F Scott | 65 |
Some Notes | 81 |
Tillie Olsens Yonnondio | 99 |
Delmore Schwartzs Primal Screen | 112 |
The Racial Subject | 136 |
Saul Bellows It All Adds Up | 145 |
Jewish Autobiographies and the CounterExample | 155 |
The Tragicomic in Philip Roths Sabbaths Theater | 168 |
Real Heroes Sports Heroes and American Culture | 183 |
Owen Johnsons | 196 |
Three Tales of a Ballclubs Death | 202 |
Notes on Contributors | 217 |
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