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The New Yorker's Rebecca Mead has an entertaining little piece about the college poetry of Barack Obama. Harold Bloom's judgment: pretty good for an undergrad.
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Chicago multi-instrumentalist Alex Cowling evokes the power of the great outdoors with Antarctica