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Schlagwort: American Life in Poetry
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BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE What might my late parents have thought, I wonder, to know that there would one day be an occupation known as Tooth Painter? Here’s a partial job description by Lucille Lang Day of Oakland, California. Tooth Painter He… Continue Reading „6. American Life in Poetry: Column 254“
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BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE Animals are incapable of reason, or so we’ve been told, but we imaginative humans keep talking to our dogs and cats as if they could do algebra. In this poem, Ann Struthers looks into the mystery of instinctive… Continue Reading „119. American Life in Poetry: Column 253“
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BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE My grandfather, when in his nineties, wrote me a letter in which he listed everything he and my uncle had eaten in the past week. That was the news. I love this poem by Nancyrose Houston of Seattle… Continue Reading „80. American Life in Poetry: Column 252“
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BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE The poet Lyn Lifshin, who divides her time between New York and Virginia, is one of the most prolific poets among my contemporaries, and has thousands of poems in print, by my loose reckoning. I have been reading… Continue Reading „60. American Life in Poetry: Column 251“
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BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE I’m very fond of poems that demonstrate their authors’ attentiveness to the world about them, as regular readers of this column have no doubt noticed. Here is a nine-word poem by Joette Giorgis, who lives in Pennsylvania, that… Continue Reading „18. American Life in Poetry: Column 250“
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BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE One of the wonderful things about small children is the way in which they cause us to explain the world. “What’s that?” they ask, and we have to come up with an answer. Here Christine Stewart-Nunez, who lives… Continue Reading „176. American Life in Poetry: Column 249“
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BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE Family photographs, how much they do capture in all their elbow-to-elbow awkwardness. In this poem, Ben Vogt of Nebraska describes a color snapshot of a Christmas dinner, the family, impatient to tuck in, arrayed along the laden table.… Continue Reading „96. American Life in Poetry: Column 247“
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BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE Childhood is too precious a part of life to lose before we have to, but our popular culture all too often yanks our little people out of their innocence. Here is a poem by Trish Crapo, of Leyden,… Continue Reading „51. American Life in Poetry: Column 246“
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BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE I love the way the following poem by Susie Patlove opens, with the little rooster trying to “be what he feels he must be.” This poet lives in Massachusetts, in a community called Windy Hill, which must be… Continue Reading „164. American Life in Poetry: Column 245“
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BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE Love predated the invention of language, but love poetry got its start as soon as we had words through which to express our feelings. Here’s a lovely example of a contemporary poem of love and longing by George… Continue Reading „118. American Life in Poetry: Column 244“
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BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE Lots of contemporary poems are anecdotal, a brief narration of some event, and what can make them rise above anecdote is when they manage to convey significance, often as the poem closes. Here is an example of one… Continue Reading „84. American Life in Poetry: Column 243“
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BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE There are lots of poems in which a poet expresses belated appreciation for a parent, and if you don’t know Robert Hayden’s poem, “Those Winter Sundays,” you ought to look it up sometime. In this lovely sonnet, Kathy… Continue Reading „38. American Life in Poetry: Column 242“
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BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE I love poems in which the central metaphors are fresh and original, and here’s a marvelous, coiny description of autumn by Elizabeth Klise von Zerneck, who lives in Illinois. Like Coins, November We drove past late fall fields… Continue Reading „12. American Life in Poetry: Column 241“
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BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE We haven’t shown you many poems in which the poet enters another person and speaks through him or her, but it is, of course, an effective and respected way of writing. Here Philip Memmer of Deansboro, N.Y., enters… Continue Reading „142. American Life in Poetry: Column 240“
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BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE It’s likely that if you found the original handwritten manuscript of T. S. Eliot’s groundbreaking poem, “The Waste Land,” you wouldn’t be able to trade it for a candy bar at the Quick Shop on your corner. Here’s… Continue Reading „107. American Life in Poetry: Column 239“
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