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Schlagwort: Ted Kooser
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BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE Wisconsin writer Freya Manfred is not only a fine poet but the daughter of the late Frederick Manfred, a distinguished novelist of the American west. Here is a lovely snapshot of her father, whom I cherished among my… Continue Reading „47. American Life in Poetry: Column 259“
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BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE This marks the fourth time we’ve published a poem by David Baker, one of my favorite writers. Baker lives in Granville, Ohio, and teaches at Denison University. He is also the poetry editor for the distinguished Kenyon Review.… Continue Reading „2. American Life in Poetry: Column 258“
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BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE Often when I dig some change out of my jeans pocket to pay somebody for something, the pennies and nickels are accompanied by a big gob of blue lint. So it’s no wonder that I was taken with… Continue Reading „151. American Life in Poetry: Column 257“
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BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE A poem is an experience like any other, and we can learn as much or more about, say, an apple from a poem about an apple as from the apple itself. Since I was a boy, I’ve been… Continue Reading „91. American Life in Poetry: Column 256“
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BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE A honeymoon. How often does one happen according to the dreams that preceded it? In this poem, Wesley McNair, a poet from Maine, describes a first night of marriage in a tawdry place. But all’s well that ends… Continue Reading „67. American Life in Poetry: Column 255“
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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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