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… The flawed human we all know as William Butler Yeats wrote like an angel, but when he read his words, he didn’t intone them so much as drone them, which if one listens enough to old recordings, seems to … Continue reading
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… Poet, provocateur, musician, among so many other things, Barbara Barg died of cancer in Chicago on May 22, 2018 at the age of 71. Even though I was expecting the news, the earth trembled under my feet when I … Continue reading
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… … When, in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich … Continue reading
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… Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date: Sometime too hot the eye of … Continue reading
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… Birches When I see birches bend to left and right Across the lines of straighter darker trees, I like to think some boy’s been swinging them. But swinging doesn’t bend them down to stay As ice-storms do. Often you … Continue reading
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… A noiseless patient spider, I mark’d where on a little promontory it stood isolated, Mark’d how to explore the vacant vast surrounding, It launch’d forth filament, filament, filament, out of itself, Ever unreeling them, ever tirelessly speeding them. And … Continue reading
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… From a Caedmon recording Dylan Thomas reads Fern Hill, his poem of green and golden childhood. Enjoy. … .. … …Fern Hill … … …
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… When I went to Brooklyn to see Peter Bushyeager read at Unnameable Books, I had to take two trains to get there, plus a long walk along Vanderbilt Avenue, but the bookstore is worth getting to, a really wonderful … Continue reading
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… There is perhaps no greater gift, nor a more enviable one, than to grow up speaking two languages. On Wednesday night, October 25, three generations of Boricuas got together to read their poetry, and to celebrate the publication of … Continue reading
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… I never used to like The Death of the Hired Man very much. But I’ve changed my mind. This little bit of a play, a dialogue between Mary and Warren, wife and husband, about a hobo named Silas, a … Continue reading
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… I heard Christine read Thirty Pounds in Three Months in May when I went uptown to Hudson Gardens for a reading of poets who had contributed to Transition: Poems in the Aftermath, which was their reactions in words about … Continue reading
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… On Thursday evening I decided at the last minute to go see John Ashbery at the Public Library on 5th Avenue where the lions stand guard. There was a long line to get in, but once inside I made … Continue reading