PeterPorter's poems on the death of his wife, where the agonising minutiae—the appointment card from an optician, other mail after she's dead—are presented in all their nakedness [in The Cost of Seriousness].
PeterPorter's poems have always represented the authority of the articulate and hallowed.
PeterPorter has always been, to put it mildly, interested in death: in his earlier collections he frequently reflected upon the deaths of others or contemplated his own, and even in his lighter poems death was always ready to sidle in among the lines of pointed social commentary and the mosaics of multi-cultural allusion.
Augustus Porter preceded his brother to western New York when the land was still clothed in virgin timber and the Seneca still held rights to all the land west of the Genesee River.
Peter B. Porter, a lawyer, had graduated from Yale and was active in the State Republican party at the turn of the eighteenth to nineteenth centuries.
This event highlighted the Porter's willingness to break ranks or take risks, even to the breakdown of the union of the young United States, as many believed Burr was intending, and the division of their political party.