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39. Fame is a fickle food
by Emily Dickinson Fame is a fickle food Upon a shifting plate Whose table once a Guest but not The second time is set Whose crumbs the crows inspect And with ironic caw Flap past it to the Farmer’s corn Men eat of it… Continue Reading „39. Fame is a fickle food“
22. American Life in Poetry: Column 445
BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE Sit for an hour in any national airport and you’ll see how each of us differs from others in a million ways, and of course that includes not only our physical appearances but our perceptions and opinions. Here’s… Continue Reading „22. American Life in Poetry: Column 445“
3. American Life in Poetry: Column 444
BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE Our sense of smell is, as you know, not nearly as good as that of our dogs, but it can still affect us powerfully. A good writer, like Tami Haaland of Billings, Montana, can show us how a… Continue Reading „3. American Life in Poetry: Column 444“
119. American Life in Poetry: Column 443
BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE There are thousands of poems about caring for the old, but I have never before seen one like this, in which a caregiver wades with an elderly person out into deep water, literally and figuratively. It’s by Marie… Continue Reading „119. American Life in Poetry: Column 443“
97. Wanda Coleman †
In vier Jahrzehnten schuf sie Werke, die auf Rassismus und Haß aufmerksam machten. Mit ihrer dunklen Hautfarbe und unbezähmbarem Kraushaar empfand sie das Heranwachsen in Los Angeles in den 50er Jahren oft als Folter. „Die lähmende geistige Einsamkeit meiner 1950er und 60er Jahre wurde… Continue Reading „97. Wanda Coleman †“
86. Stillborn
… ist der Originaltitel des Gedichts von Sylvia Plath aus der vorigen Meldung. Und schon begegnet mir das Wort erneut. Im Gespräch Jan Kuhlbrodts mit Günther Plessow folgendes frühe Sonett von e.e. cummings: SONNETS––REALITIES XVII of this wilting wall the colour drub souring sunbeams,of… Continue Reading „86. Stillborn“
79. Poetry of life
As a boy raised by artists, the poetry of life was inescapable. When Mother played Debussy on the piano or Dad played a recording of Gershwin’s „An American In Paris,“ this was nothing less than audible poetry. Grandmother’s watermelon rind pickles, the crisp cloves… Continue Reading „79. Poetry of life“
76. Fernglas
Man sagt, Dichter sehen das Leben durch rosa Brillen, aber ich sage lieber, durch ein starkes Fernglas mit Pastelltönung. They say poets look at life through rose-colored glasses but I’d say it’s through high-resolution binoculars with a pastel tint. / Rawlins Gilliland, Kera News
75. Mars-Haiku
Heute abend (MEZ) startete die Marssonde MAVEN, die die Marsatmosphäre untersuchen soll, aber auch eine künstlerische Mission hat. Auf einer DVD transportiert sie Bilder und rund 1500 Gedichte – englischsprachige Haikus, die von tausenden Erdlingen eingesandt wurden. Ob die Marsianer Englisch verstehen oder einen… Continue Reading „75. Mars-Haiku“
51. Might be the greatest
EE Cummings has a curate’s egg of a reputation. On the one hand, he earns namechecks in everything from sugary Hollywood flicks to bookish Woody Allen scenes (Hannah and Her Sisters) and Björk songs (Sonnets/Unrealities xi). On the other, he’s often seen as pretentious and obscure. The… Continue Reading „51. Might be the greatest“
24. Überfahren
In den frühen Morgenstunden des 24. Juli 1966 wurde am Strand von Fire Island, New York, Frank O’Hara von einem Strandbuggy angefahren und schwer verletzt. Am folgenden Tag erlag er seinen Verletzungen. Begraben ist O’Hara auf dem Springs Cemetery auf Long Island. Gemeinsam mit… Continue Reading „24. Überfahren“
22. American Life in Poetry: Column 442
BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE Tracy K. Smith won the Pulitzer Prize for her book of poems, Life on Mars, from which I’ve selected this week’s poem, which presents a payday in the way many of us at some time have experienced it.… Continue Reading „22. American Life in Poetry: Column 442“
12. American Life in Poetry: Column 441
BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE April Lindner is a poet living in Pennsylvania who has written a number of fine poems about parenting. Here’s an example that shows us just one of the many hazards of raising a child. Dog Bite The worst… Continue Reading „12. American Life in Poetry: Column 441“
11. Aus dem dogmatischen Schlummer geweckt
Now, imagine approaching poetry as a teenager in 1971. The first poem you read in your English class’ textbook begins: in Just- spring when the world is mud- luscious the little lame balloonman whistles far and wee and eddieandbill come running from marbles and… Continue Reading „11. Aus dem dogmatischen Schlummer geweckt“
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