The Writer's Almanac

Each day, Garrison Keillor reads a poem and relates stories of significant events touching literary history.

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The Writer’s Almanac for April 21, 2015

Just before the green begins there is the hint of green a blush of color, and the red buds thicken the ends of the maple’s branches and everything is poised before the start of a new world, which is really the same world just moving forward from bud to flower to blossom to fruit to... Read more »

The Writer’s Almanac for April 20, 2015

My mother’s playing cards with my aunt, Spite and Malice, the family pastime, the game my grandmother taught all her daughters. Midsummer: too hot to go out. Today, my aunt’s ahead; she’s getting the good cards. My mother’s dragging, having trouble with her concentration. She can’t get used to her own bed this summer. She... Read more »

The Writer’s Almanac for April 19, 2015

The flower-fed buffaloes of the spring In the days of long ago, Ranged where the locomotives sing And the prairie flowers lie low: — The tossing, blooming, perfumed grass Is swept away by the wheat, Wheels and wheels and wheels spin by In the spring that still is sweet. But the flower-fed buffaloes of the... Read more »

The Writer’s Almanac for April 18, 2015

Carrie and I were hanging our wash on the roof of the hostel in Riomaggiore—all we had carried in our packs while remaining half-dressed—when the Italian couple came up to shower. They shared a stall, not caring about us and our sodden rainbow of underwear on the line. From the roof we could see the... Read more »