Tag Archives: Sharon Olds

Monday poem

Last week I opened The Dead and the Living, an older book of poems by Sharon Olds, to find this gem: Six-Year Old Boy We get to the country late at night in late May, the darkness is warm and … Continue reading

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Olds’ Odes

If you’ve never heard Sharon Olds read, this is a good example: or this, a poem I woke up thinking about this morning: The Missing Boy (for Etan Patz) Every time we take the bus my son sees the picture … Continue reading

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Books that change your life

I’ve been reading some essays by C.K. Williams (who wrote last week’s poem). In one essay he talks about reading a book by Robert Lowell, Imitations, which broke open a new way of thinking about poetry. Imitations was influential and … Continue reading

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Drought Poem

This is one of the poems I’ll be reading this Saturday for the event at the North Berkeley Library, Poems of Berkeley.  Details here. Gabriel and the Water Shortage When the water shortage comes along he’s been waiting all his life … Continue reading

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Sharon Olds on Monday

I had forgotten this wonderful poem by Sharon Olds. Then I saw, after the rain last week, one of these big banana slugs in the garden and went to look for it. It didn’t disappoint me: The Connoisseuse of Slugs When … Continue reading

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Gadgets, writing, and domestic tranquility

I am a sucker for kitchen gadgets–for me the Williams Sonoma or Chef’s Catalog is a kind of kitchen porn. Many of them aren’t worth the trouble, but I have two onion gadgets that really work: the onion keeper and … Continue reading

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Too much I…

Sometimes it seems to me that poets, especially American poets, got derailed by the confessional poems of Lowell and Plath, and there is just too much self-absorption. Of course, everything experienced is filtered through the lense of self, but a … Continue reading

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Sharon Old’s Birthday

My calendar tells me it’s today.  Sharon has written so many wonderful poems it’s hard to choose one–poems about sex, about children, about her awful childhood, odes. But today I chose I joke poem, or maybe a poem that is … Continue reading

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More Fennelly

A few weeks ago I posted a poem by Beth Ann Fennelly, I’d found in anthology of erotica. I have been looking at a couple of her books, and thought I’d post another today, a different kind of erotic. Once … Continue reading

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Poetry Monday

Tony Hoagland wrote an article about teaching poetry in school, or rather about the need to change how we teach poetry in school, called Twenty Little Poems That Could Save America. His idea is that poetry as a living part … Continue reading

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