The Writer's Almanac
Each day, Garrison Keillor reads a poem and relates stories of significant events touching literary history.
It isn’t what he said in Casablanca and it isn’t strictly true. Nonetheless we’ll always have them, much as we have Paris. They’re in our baggage, or perhaps are baggage of the old-fashioned type, before the wheels, which we remember when we pack for Paris. Or don’t remember. Paris doesn’t know if you’re thinking of... Read more »
So much time has gone by! Napoleon’s house— He never came—still stands in the Quarter. Time ends all the good living that Louis the Sixteenth, after the trouble, never Experienced, all the sights Andrew Jackson never saw in Pirate’s Alley. Ask the alligators about heat and history. Out in the bayous we met a small... Read more »
All I ever really wanted was to whistle with my fingers— I knew I would never be the one up on stage blowing everybody away with beauty, brilliance, virtuosity… But to be the lightning inside the thunderous applause, to have the audacity and the manual dexterity to make a siren screeching through a dark auditorium,... Read more »
My next poem will be happy, I promise myself. Then you come with your deep eyes, your tall jeans, your narrow hands, your wit, your uncanny knowledge, and your loneliness. All the flowers your father planted, all the green beans that have made it, all the world’s recorded pianos and this exhilarating day cannot change... Read more »
the father of my son’s friend watched his father die. Then for some reason came, still grieving, to a soccer field where I, a guy he knew, or kind of knew, stood with the others trying not to stare at the there- but-for-the-grace-of God– go-I of him: his eyes raw-rimmed behind dark glasses as herds... Read more »
for Josh Because the night you asked me the moon shined like a quarter in the sky; because the leaves were the color of wine at our feet; because, like you, there was a private sense of absence in my every day; because in your arms my heart grows plump as a finch; because we... Read more »