New England Landscape History in American Poetry:  A Lacanian View
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Joyce Harte, Joe Ugoretz, Roy Benjamin, Francis Elmi, Diana Polley, Joe Bisz, Stephanie Oppenheim, Harry Lutrin, Rosebud Lane, Steve Belluscio, Peter DeNegre, Zhanna Yablakova, Rolando Jorif, Erwin Wong, the late Jane Young, Michael Gillespie, and Sadie Bragg.

In the last two years, while completing this manuscript as I continued to write and publish my own poetry and literary translations, I have made new friends among my colleagues at Queens College, City University of New York who have further assisted this undertaking. The following people made especially important contributions in different yet significant ways: Kimiko Hahn, Nicole Cooley, Harold Schecter, Tom Frosch, Susan Bernofsky, Nancy Comley, Aracelis Girmay, Duncan Faherty, Jason Tougaw, Richard Schotter, Talia Schaffer, David Richter, John Weir, and Tamara Evans.

Family members and personal friends past and present that continue to prove invaluable to whatever work I accomplish in my life include Nancy Sedarat, my dear mother; Mary Sedarat, my sister; William Brick, my brother-in-law; as well as Jesse Garza, Luis Muñoz, Mario D’Avanzo, Mark Snow, Paul Schneider, Toni Andrews, Robin Lippert, Brian Dorsey, Jim Cox, Michael Schuster, and k. bradford.

A few people deserve special mention for their influence and dedicated support of me in the writing of this project. My dear wife, Janette Afsharian, has given me a seemingly infinite amount of time and attention, sacrificing much so I could follow my dream which, for better or worse, includes the demands of academia. She, along with my two sons, Milo and Theo, continue to fill my life with the greatest and most meaningful poetry.

Finally, my father, Dr. Nassir Sedarat, who died the year I finished this manuscript, long ago provided me with both the practical and visionary foundations for my life’s work. Part of his legacy lives on in this publication, especially as I consider the long drives across country we would take when I was a child, stopping to camp in some of the scenes of nature described in this study. As an immigrant and scholar, he taught me to see the landscape of the United States through his eyes. Upon his passing, I realized how blessed I was in my childhood to have received extensive lectures on Freudian psychoanalysis from an especially eccentric