The Writer's Almanac
Each day, Garrison Keillor reads a poem and relates stories of significant events touching literary history.
A little Madness in the Spring Is wholesome even for the King, But God be with the Clown— Who ponders this tremendous scene— This whole Experiment of Green— As if it were his own!
Not merely because Henry James said there were but four rules of life— be kind be kind be kind be kind—but because it’s good for the soul, and, what’s more, for others; it may be that kindness is our best audition for a worthier world, and, despite the vagueness and uncertainty of its recompense, a... Read more »
After years of marriage, he stands at the foot of the bed and tells his wife that she will never know him, that for everything he says there is more that he does not say, that behind each word he utters there is another word, and hundreds more be- hind that one. All those unsaid... Read more »
Before I went to sleep, the soft lamplights from the tenements across the street, still, in the night, resembled peace. There is something I forgot to be grateful for. But I’m not uneasy. This poem is enough gratitude for the day. That leaf tapping against the window, enough music for the night. My love’s even... Read more »
From the balcony of the Thetford Hill First Congregational Church I look down at the choir singing the adoration of Christ their Lord the high foreheads of the older women shine why! that’s the very condition of my own forehead which seemed in the bathroom mirror to appear increasingly intelligent this morning the delicate daily hair loss contributing... Read more »
I was feeling lonely so I went outside to the wind swept yard and beyond that to the wind-tousled outer yard and found where last night in the moonlight we left two sets of boot prints, when you stopped on your way through the darkness to bring a lemon bar and a movie, and beside... Read more »