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„Die Leute gebrauchen den Begriff poetisch falsch“, sagt der Romanautor Adam Foulds. „In der Poesie geht es um die Intensität der Wahrnehmung. William Wordsworth ist nicht poetisch; sein Stil ist klobig, wuchtig, nichts Fließendes, Melodisches. Intensität der Sprache und Wahrnehmung gibt es bei D.H.… Continue Reading „22. Intensiv“
Poetry Daily Disruption Due to Severe Weather January 6, 2014 Dear Friends: A quick note to let you know, though you may already have guessed, that severe weather in the eastern U.S. has caused power disruptions for our web host, with the result that… Continue Reading „21. Prosaisch“
“Poetry is dead!,” someone shouts happily every now and then, to the relief of parents and those among the educated who never read poetry. No such luck. One just has to see the number of poetry submissions the magazines, including ones that never publish… Continue Reading „11. Tod der Lyrik? Nie!“
“If people only read poetry, which you can never stop poets producing even when you pay them nothing at all, then the law of copyright would disappear in a trice.” —Tim Parks Wonderful! I said to myself after I read this. The world is… Continue Reading „10. Lyrik und Copyright“
„Wenn man einmal angefangen hat, kann man nur schwer aufhören, weil jeder Name, den man aus dem Gedächtnis hervorkramt, unausweichlich einen anderen hervorruft, und bevor man es merkt, ist es fast Mitternacht und Zeit für einen letzten Song oder Filmclip, bevor man unter die… Continue Reading „9. Gedächtnis“
BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE Nancy Willard, who lives in New York state, is one of my favorite poets, a writer with a marvelous gift for fresh description and a keen sense for the depths of meaning beneath whatever she describes. Here’s a… Continue Reading „4. American Life in Poetry: Column 452“
BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE Most of us will never touch a Klansman’s robe, or want to touch one. Rachel Richardson, who lives in North Carolina, here touches one for us, so that none of us will ever have to. Relic The first… Continue Reading „1. American Life in Poetry: Column 451“
Auf Lyrik von Martina Hefter und Jan Wagner im letzten Blog (siehe hier) folgen hier Gedichte von Adrian Nichols und Monika Rinck. Von WIEBKE HÜSTER
BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE Here’s a lovely poem about snow falling on San Antonio by Mo H. Saidi, an obstetrician and writer who, in addition to his medical training, has a Master’s degree in English and Literature from Harvard. The Night of… Continue Reading „117. American Life in Poetry: Column 450“
Heute vor 148 Jahren (1865) wurde Rudyard Kipling in Bombay (Indien) geboren. Während einer Epidemie schickten ihn die Eltern zur Sicherheit nach England, wo er strenge Pflegeeltern hatte. Oft steckten sie ihn zur Strafe in den Keller wegen irgendwelcher Vergehen, einmal schickte man ihn… Continue Reading „115. Erziehung“
BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE I’m a sucker for miniatures, I suppose because it’s easy to believe I have control over my world when some of its parts are very small and I have positioned them to my liking. Here’s a telling poem… Continue Reading „114. American Life in Poetry: Column 449“
BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE I open every spring with a garden more precisely laid out and cared for than the year before, and by the end of summer it’s collapsed into a tangle of weeds, bugs and disorder. Here’s Gabriel Welsch, a… Continue Reading „103. American Life in Poetry: Column 448“
BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE Perhaps you’ve experienced the sudden, unsettling intimacy of putting on somebody else’s jacket and finding a wad of tissue in the pocket. Here’s a fine poem by Debra Nystrom, raised in South Dakota and now teaching in Virginia.… Continue Reading „99. American Life in Poetry: Column 447“
BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE Anyone who has followed this column since its introduction in 2005 knows how much I like poems that describe places. Here’s one by Joseph Hutchison, who lives in Colorado. This is the kind of scene that Edward Hopper… Continue Reading „88. American Life in Poetry: Column 446“
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