The Writer's Almanac
Each day, Garrison Keillor reads a poem and relates stories of significant events touching literary history.
After being a student, then an hourly worker, I became a career girl and earned real money. I left behind a provisional furnished apartment with its stained curtains, butt-burned table and Goodwill mattress I was never sure about. Alone I bought a house with an attic, a basement and a skirt of flowers. Freely I... Read more »
Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers today; And give us not to think so far away As the uncertain harvest; keep us here All simply in the springing of the year. Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white, Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night; And make us happy in the... Read more »
A bright thought flies across my afternoon fighting to stay aloft as my finger, on an old roadmap traces a trip across the desert decades ago, driving west in the early summer of our marriage. We traveled by night in a compact car, small dog panting in the backseat. We fled scalding walls of heat... Read more »
Praise be to the not-nearly-a-girl anymore clerking at our local grocery outlet since junior high. Single mom, moved up after a decade of customer service to manage four well-ordered aisles of hairsprays, lipsticks, and youthful glow in glittering squeeze tubes. Familiar red-headed, brown-eyed, gap-toothed smile. Willing to put aside her boxes of chores to chat... Read more »
for James Wright There are more like us. All over the world There are confused people, who can’t remember The name of their dog when they wake up, and people Who love God but can’t remember where He was when they went to sleep. It’s All right. The world cleanses itself this way. A wrong... Read more »
This dark porch has brimmed with light like a bowl with water like a throat with laughter afternoons of light years of afternoons scintillating dawns flagrant noons underwater-green dusks and nights dark and late lit by candles, hands, eyes with the leap that’s the life we’ve come for, what we carry nonchalant white-knuckled down the... Read more »