The Writer's Almanac
Each day, Garrison Keillor reads a poem and relates stories of significant events touching literary history.
Shake out the ruffle, turn and go, Over the trellis blow the kiss. Some of the guests will never know Another night to shadow this. Some of the birds awake in vines Will never see another face So frail, so lovely anyplace Between the birdbath and the bines. O dark come never down to you.... Read more »
Exultation is the going Of an inland soul to sea — Past the houses — past the headlands — Into deep Eternity! Bred as we, among the mountains, Can the sailor understand The divine intoxication Of the first league out from land?
In the shallows of the river After one o’clock in the afternoon Ice still An eighth of an inch thick. Night never disappears completely But moves among the shadows On the bank Like a glimpse of fur. Meanwhile Trees Grass Flies and spiderwebs Appear alone in the flat air. The naked aspens stand like children... Read more »
I’d talk to the girl with auburn hair next to the mirrored barroom wall: what made me leave, what kept her there, eyes of green, skin so fair, queen of every high school ball. I’d talk to the girl with auburn hair, remember how, with one slow stare, she got the boys to come and... Read more »
"This Winter Worse than Most"
by Madelyne Camrud,
and the literary and historical notes for Friday, December 5, 2014.
by Philip Larkin,
and the literary and historical notes for Thursday, December 4, 2014.